Dizgirl: Okay, I can't help but think in episodes. I mean, it is a TV show! So, just think of the first chap being that little intro they always put before the opening song. Meaning now we would have the song: Yo! Danny Fenton, he was just fourteen when his parents built a very strange machine…and you know the rest. If not, go look it up and/or watch the episodes!
On another note, I would like to thank my reviewers so very much. THANKS SO MUCH! You make me so happy. So that's pretty much it. Now we move on to the next chapter! Enjoy and Love!
The New Girl with the Ghost Shirt
Sam Manson walked down the crowded hallway, ignoring the groups of students rushing past her in the opposite direction. She made it through a particularly excited group of band geeks and came up next to Danny, who had just arrived at his locker.
"Hey Danny," she greeted him, watching as he yawned widely and stretched.
"Hey Sam." Sam quirked an eyebrow, noting the dark bags underneath his eyes.
"You look awful," she said with concern. Danny opened his locker and started collecting his books. She looked pointedly at him.
"It was a late night," he replied, turning towards her. "There was this flock of bird ghosts on top of the movie theater and they didn't like to be interrupted."
"Did you get them all?" Sam asked. He narrowed his eyes and slammed his locker door closed.
"No. I think a group of them got away." She smiled encouragingly at his glum expression.
"Well, I'm not busy tonight, so we could go find the rest of them together. It shouldn't take too long now that you know what you're looking for, right?"
"Yeah," Danny smiled gratefully, "thanks Sam." he looked around him quickly, a look of surprise crossing his features. "Where's Tuck?"
"Oh, him," she rolled her eyes and jabbing her thumb over her shoulder. "He's down by the main office with all of the other geeks."
"Huh? Why?" The two started walking down the hallway towards their first class.
"Because of the new girl, what else?"
"New girl?" Danny asked in confusion, suddenly noticing that most of students around them were walking in the same direction, talking excitedly. Sam smiled grimly.
"She moved here about a week ago and this is her first day here at Casper High. I hear she's the same age as us, so she'll probably be in most of our classes." Understanding dawned on his face.
"So Tucker is down there trying to make a good impression before she learns about his reputation as a geek?"
"Yep," Sam replied, still smirking. They turned the corner and stopped at the edge of a crowd hanging around the doors to the front office. It only took them a few seconds to recognize their friend Tucker standing in the front of the group, looking through the double doors.
"She's coming, she's coming!" he called to the group. The doors swung open, revealing one of the school counselors and the new girl. She wore a lime green shirt with a black ghost imprinted on it and black jeans. Her dark brown hair was pulled back in a low ponytail, a few strands hanging out on the sides of her face. She eyed the crowd with surprise, glancing at the eager faces of the desperate teen boys.
"Move aside people! You can meet her later," the counselor looked pointedly at the group, who parted and let her through. She shook her head, dragging the new girl along with her. "Teenagers!"
With no chance of meeting or impressing the new girl, the pack of students dispersed, heading to their first class. Tucker came up next to his two friends, disappointment clear on his face.
"Aw man! I didn't even get the chance to introduce myself!" he grumbled, watching the counselor pull the girl around the corner.
"Relax Tucker. I'm sure you'll get your chance at lunch," Sam said coolly. "As for us, I think it might be good if we weren't late for health class—especially you Danny."
"Now everybody settle down," Mr. Lancer called out, watching as his students quieted down to listen. "I would like to introduce our newest student, Raimee Perkings." He motioned at Raimee who gave them a small smile. Second class of the day, and she was already wishing for it to be over.
'Am I going to have to do this in every class?' She asked Chaos who was currently hiding inside of her.
'Better get used to it,' Chaos answered. Raimee could tell that if she was next to her, Chaos would be smirking.
'Thanks,' she thought grumpily, refocusing on her new teacher
"She just moved here from Madison, Wisconsin, so let's show her how great Amity Park can be," Mr. Lancer continued, eyeing his students carefully, "or else." Raimee glanced at him with uncertainty and he smiled encouragingly at her.
"You can take your seat now Ms. Perkings," Mr. Lancer said, pushing her forward towards an empty seat towards the back of the room. Raimee quickly walked down the aisle, glancing at the unfamiliar students around her. A boy with glasses in a yellow shirt grinned at her and she smiled back tentatively.
'I think that guy is interested in you, Raimee!' Chaos thought with amusement.
'Don't say that. I'm sure he's a nice guy and all, but I don't want any social drama like that right now,' Raimee thought back, gripping her backpack strap tighter. Chaos started laughing at her friend's discomfiture, but Raimee was distracted by the boy next to the guy with glasses. Her eyes widened with surprise.
It was only visible for a second, but Raimee was sure she had just seen a flicker of ghost energy. She wanted to stop and stare at him so she could make sure, but she forced herself to continue and sit down at her desk. She pulled out her notebook and a pen, but didn't open either of them.
'Chaos,' Raimee thought, staring at the guy, who looked about ready to fall asleep.
'What?' Chaos responded, her voice still filled with glee. Raimee ignored it.
'That boy I'm looking at with the black hair…'
'Yeah, what about him?'
'I sense ghost energy…I think.' Raimee hesitated, concentrating hard on the glimmer she had felt.
'You think?' Chaos asked in surprise. Raimee was rarely wrong when it came to sensing any sort of ghost energy.
'Well, it's faint. I can only feel a trace of it,' Raimee bit her lip, her brow furrowed in confusion. Chaos shifted inside her.
'Is he possessed?'
'No. That would feel like the ghost was overpowering the human,' Raimee thought confidently. 'I know possessed.'
'So…?' The two sat in silent deliberation, ignoring Mr. Lancer as he began his lecture.
'Well,' Raimee began uncertainly, 'it's just a trace. Maybe he's been…in contact with a ghost or something, and it sorta…rubbed off on him…' There was something else too. Something familiar…. She growled quietly, still staring at the boy. 'Urg. This is so frustrating. I've felt that energy—whatever it is—before, but from where?'
'Back in Wisconsin?' Chaos offered casually. Raimee rolled her eyes, brushing a few strands of dark brown hair out of her face.
'Duh! The only ghosts I know are back home. I just don't remember who had the same sort of ghost energy.'
'Well, it doesn't matter until something happens, right?' Chaos reassured her friend, though she sounded like she wouldn't mind if that 'something' did happen.
'Yeah, I know,' Raimee sighed, pulling her notebook closer and grabbing her pen.
'We should just keep an eye on the guy,' Chaos continued.
'I guess that's best.' Raimee looked up as Mr. Lancer began writing on the chalkboard behind him. Now, I should probably pay attention to Lancer or I'll get even farther behind than I already am.'
'Yeah…you do that,' Chaos replied unenthusiastically. She had promised to stay with Raimee throughout her first day of school, but now she was starting to regret it. She was going to explode if she had to stay inside Raimee much longer! And this was only the second class of the day! 'You know, I could do a bit of…looking around…'
'Chaos,' Raimee began in a warning tone.
'I won't do anything. I'll, I don't know, find your classes and all that important crap for ya.' Raimee remained silent, copying down what Lancer had just written on the chalkboard. She would have to do better than that.
'Look, this way I can see what kind of ghost stuff is going on around here. That guy can't be the only person or thing around here with some sort of ghost energy, right? This is Casper High! Wouldn't it be better if I was familiar with the territory?' Raimee sighed heavily in defeat.
'Oh, alright. But, be careful, okay? We may have escaped Plasmius, but that doesn't mean we can be careless.' Chaos grinned as she turned invisible and pulled herself out of Raimee.
"It'll be like I'm not even here!" she whispered before disappearing through the ceiling. Raimee rolled her eyes again, scribbling her name in the top corner of her notebook. It'd better be, Chaos!
