Finally cranked out another chapter for this thing. Oddly enough, I had yet another dream about this story last night, so that's probably why I made the update.

Chapter Two: Curiosity Killed the Dog

"So…lemme get this straight," Sam uttered slowly, raising an eyebrow as her, Danny, and Tucker walked side by side through the hallway, continuing on to their next class. She bit her lip, unsure of how exactly to word what she had been about to say. "You…two," she pointed to both of them with a single hand, waiting until the boys nodded before she spoke up again. "Played…a video game, then Jazz told you to clean up the living room…and…even after you guys cleaned up…you still…failed to start studying at all for the test. I'm pretty sure I missed out on the common sense somewhere in that sentence."

"Actually," Tucker began with a smug expression, resting a hand on her shoulder. "'Severe Immortality' isn't just any video game, Sam. It's only one of the best-"

"Video games," she promptly interrupted, mimicking his triumphant look and shrugging his hand off as his face fell. "Admit it. There's no excuse for why you guys didn't study."

Danny nodded, shoving his free hand in his pocket as he tightened the hold on his textbooks in the other arm. "Yeah. You're right. And I'm seriously regretting it now. I already have like, a C in the class, so failing this test would definitely make it an F."

The black-haired goth shrugged, winking at the boys over her shoulder as they entered the classroom. "Well, I suppose we all learn from our mistakes differently," she mused, ignoring the groans she received in response. She took a seat near the window, resting her arms on top of the desk and staring outside, drowning out the hushed whispers of the students. The sky was a gloomy, gray, clouds blocking out the sun which was so desperately trying to peek out. She couldn't help but notice how humid it was this morning; a clear indication that rain was possible. '…Not that I'm complaining,' she mentally grinned. 'Rain would be comforting.'

At that moment Mr. Lancer strolled into the classroom, slamming his hands on the teacher's desk in a vain attempt to get the attention of the students. "Excuse me, class." His voice was calm as he looked around, a part of him had been hoping he wouldn't have to resort to raising his voice. The sight of the students ignoring him only resulted in that part of him dying off.

"Class," he said again, this time more forceful.

A few students stopped in their conversation, turning over to him. Some then disregarded his request for being silent in favor of continuing where they left off. Danny, having been cramming in some last-minute studying, tore his gaze away from the book as he glanced up at the teacher.

"Oh, for the love of-EXCUSE ME, CLASS!"

Silence.

Mr. Lancer cleared his throat. "Ahem, thank you. Anyway. I'd like to introduce you to a new student; just arrived in Amity Park today." He looked over at the doorway before making a gesture with his hand. "If you would, Ms. Crawford?"

Everyone had looked over as well, curiosity peaking. New students were always bound to be the talk of the school, and on top of that, the introduction was slowly but surely taking away the time that was intended for the actual test. Sam watched the door with a yawn, using her arms as a makeshift pillow as she laid her head down. She figured she might as well use the time before the test to take a nice, well-needed nap.

The assumed new student walked in hesitantly, hands clasped in front of her as she looked from Mr. Lancer to the class. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of almost every student staring at her, almost as if they had been expecting her to do something out of the ordinary. '…Maybe I should've dyed my hair green, just for the heck of it,' she pouted, unconsciously twirling a lock of her auburn hair around her finger. The girl awaited the moment where she would be introduced to the class, but after a few moments of silence she looked at Mr. Lancer from the corner of her eye, whom was standing there, a small smile plastered onto his face.

…Oh, she was supposed to say it herself now? When did that policy change?

"Uhm…hey," she said with a small wave. "…I'm…Addi…and I just moved here from-"

A sudden crash halted Addi's impromptu speech, and she jumped, startled. The once nerve-wracking silence was now replaced with shouts of surprise and orders to 'Look out the window.'

Danny and Tucker exchanged a nervous look as they did as they were told, rushing over to the window where Sam and many others were staring as well. Sure enough, the sky was now an eerie green, as a group of bright yellow transparent monsters soared through the air before landing a few feet away from the classroom's window in the middle of the field. A mist of green smoke surrounded them as their wide, clumsy paws made contact with the ground, causing a loud rumble to echo throughout the area. One of the figures stepped ahead of the others, his matted fur covering over his glowing red eyes and barely moving as his head snapped back and forth. He then barked loudly, uprooting a tree nearby. Before long all of the canine-like creatures had followed his lead, barking viciously and circling around the area as they searched for what they had came for.

"Little Women! Alright, everyone out! OUT!" Mr. Lancer screamed as he hovered in the doorway before rushing out himself, followed by the majority of the students. Addi was roughly pushed to the side, confusion overwhelming her as the scene played out before her. "I take it this isn't some kind of 'new student' initiation thing…?" She whispered quietly to herself, shaking her head. It was a bit calming to know she wasn't the only one completely freaked out by the entire situation.

"What the heck are those?" Danny inquired, mouth agape as he examined the creatures. It was obvious they were ghosts of some sort, but he never recalled having ever seen one before. Then again, with every ghost that appeared there was always some sort of twist. Always. "You gonna fight 'em?" Tucker looked over at his friend, adrenaline immediately pumping through his veins at the thought. One of the advantages to having a half-ghost boy as a friend: sticking around to watch the fight. Sam sighed before he could answer. "Maybe fighting isn't the best idea. I-I mean…it's obvious you've never seen them before; so you don't know what they're capable of, Danny." It wasn't that she doubted her friend's abilities, but there could be a slim chance that maybe they could get the...whatever they were to leave without any violence. Okay, so it was a pretty far-fetched idea. But...

Said boy blinked a few times before glancing out the window again. "But if I don't fight them…then who will? And we can at least find out why they're here. It's now or never, c'mon," he said, running out of the classroom, both friends in tow.

"W-wait!" Addi called out, watching them run down the hallway. She hadn't been able to hear what they were saying before, but she had a feeling they must've known what they were doing, seeing as they had mentioned something about 'fighting'. Sighing quietly she followed them, the screams of students only succeeding in making her feel a lot more anxious. 'Oh, this school year is going to be fun.'