HSR 9

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I still DO NOT OWN Danny Phantom. I want to but I don't.

May the story telling commence.

Sam woke up to a fourteen year old boy nuzzled in her arms.

"Well he did say it's wasn't real." Sam sighed. Danny mumbled something incoherent.

"Hey… knock, knock." Tucker stuck his head in Sam was sitting up Danny in her arms.

"Whoa." Tucker said, Sam just rolled her eyes gently shaking Danny awake.

"Where's the ghost!" Danny jumped up taking a fighting position on the bed. His two best friends laughed causing Danny to blush.

"Right." Danny said rubbing his neck.

"It's time to go." Tucker said taking in the couple's rumpled suit and dress. Danny nodded.

"Ok." He closed his eyes Sam's dress straitening and Danny's suit fixing itself.

"High school reunion here I come." Danny sighed.

(LIIIIIINNNNNNEEEEEEE BBRRRREEEEEEAAAAAAAAKKKK.)

I rubbed my forehead nervously.

"Calm down Fenton you can do this, you can do this, you defeated the ghost king, your evil future self and still lived, well your human half lived, and your ghost half still existed, but this should be child's play compared to this." I tried to pep talk myself into this, "Stop the car I'm gonna throw up." I complained.

"We haven't even started it yet." Tucker pointed out his wife looking nervously back at me.

"So do you want the sick half ghost throwing up in the back of your car, let me out I tell you, I'm flying the reunion." I said unbuckling.

"That'll just give you more time to talk yourself out of it, you're staying in the car." Tucker scolded.

"You're not the boss of me." I folded my arms childishly.

"No but I am older than you."

"Ok, technically we are the same age." I said my hands fumbling over the door handle.

"You sure don't act like it." Tucker sighed. I stuck my tongue out proving his point.

"I'm fourteen deal." I said opening the door, "But seriously dude, this will not end well if I don't fly there, I'm having a nervous breakdown as it is."

"Whatever Danny, just make sure you come." Tucker said, he looked back at Sam who was in the back seat, "You gonna say anything?" He asked.

"I'm gonna throw up." Sam said looking a little paler than usual.

"Great not you to." Tucker sighed. I closed my eyes.

"I can do this." I said once more.

"Danny." I opened my eyes again Sam looking at me, "Please come." I nodded.

"I will." I sighed, "Going ghost!" I smiled as the two familiar rings of light surrounded me. I stood there in my black hazmat suit taking off toward the school. I flew over the cars headed in that direction as well, it was six o clock, and the sun was still pretty high in the sky. There were a few people with kids walking through the parking lot when I arrived. I saw Michael, the boy I'd saved earlier. I closed my eyes floating down till I touched the roof of the high school. I looked down into the parking lot.

Man, there were a lot of people down there, my heart would be beating at a hundred per, that is if my heart could still beat in this form. I saw Paulina, and Kwan, Star, Mikey, Valerie, Derek, Mina, Spike, Ned, Nathan, and Raven. All these people knew me. I bit my lip. And they all thought I was dead. I debated on whether or not to appear older, while the mask of age made me look older I found out I couldn't actually make myself age. That put a stake through my plans.

I looked down at my white gloved hands summoning a mirror as I looked back at my scared fourteen year old appearance. I was twenty eight for Pete's sake. The face in the mirror looked like a mirage before solidifying into the glamor of an older Danny Phantom, which was just weird. The older Danny looked at me in the mirror. I changed back, Fenton looking at me now. I sighed letting the glamor fade again it wavered like heat waves before breaking apart again.

I dissolved the mirror looking back down. I could do this, couldn't I? I could see myself going in, I could see it, but I wasn't sure if I could actually do it. I took a deep breath as I saw Sam step out of the car, Tucker and his wife Angie following. Sam looked around expectantly before heading inside. Everything was as they left in. I closed my eyes going ghost and sinking through the floors till I got to the gym, transforming back behind a row of bleachers. I waited blending with the crowd successfully as I searched for my friends. I didn't attract that much attention, but I always had been practically invisible to everyone even back in high school. I was more invisible as a human than I was in ghost mode.

I bumped into someone; I caught my balanced as the person turned pissed off. I'd recognize the face of my tormentor even if I'd gone blind.

"I… uh… sorry." I said with a slight smile.

"Just watch it kid." Dash said. He didn't recognize me though.

"Sorry Dash." I mumbled again as I weaved through the crowd of dancing adults. I thought I heard I a whispered "Fenton?" but maybe I was hearing things. I made it to the front door where Sam was coming through without another incident. Sam caught sight of me and smiled.

"There you are ghost boy." Sam smiled, Tucker and Angie following her in.

"I said I'd be here right?" I asked my heart trying to strangle me, my instincts yelling at me to run. I hadn't been near so many humans in a long, long time. Fake humans maybe, but no real ones. I smiled at my friends. I hadn't seen Valerie that often since I told her my secret, I wondered if she was mad at me. Sam put a hand on my shoulder.

"You want to dance." Sam asked.

"As long as we don't have to pogo." I laughed. She smiled.

"No we'll just jump up and down a lot and move because we don't have an any better idea how to dance than when we were kids." Sam smiled.

"We could do the waltz, or something, but that wouldn't do to well." I laughed putting my arms around her and leading her to the dance floor.

"Sorry I'm so short." I blushed, Sam giggled a little.

"I usually like guys who are taller than me, but for you I'll make an exception." Sam smiled. I blushed deeper.

"Well…" I debated floating a little, "I could…"

"No, just be you." Sam smiled. I smiled back.

"This is still so weird." I said trying to dance with a girl… woman, who was taller than me.

"If anyone asks you can me my cousin." Sam smiled.

"What happened to being me?" I laughed as we attempted to dance, I saw Valerie a couple people over.

"Danny Fenton shouldn't be alive." Sam said sadly. Great job Fenton, just ruin the mood. I looked around.

"For all these people know, I'm a ghost." I smiled.

"Half ghost, but still." Sam added. Someone screamed. I instantly went on high alert before I realized that someone screaming was Mr. Lancer… that and he was screaming at me… like a little girl.

"Oh crud." I sighed, "I was hoping to avoid this." I said as people started turning. Whispers spread through the room.

"Just pretend they aren't here." Sam said.

"Yes, let's dream a while longer." I agreed dancing like there was no tomorrow. I smiled into Sam's eyes, Sam looked at me her eyes turning sad.

"You aren't coming are you?" Sam asked.

"Where?"

"With us… out of the city." Sam explained I sighed.

"I can't… I'll definitely try, but I don't know if I can." I sighed. It was hard enough thinking about this alone let alone seeing the hurt and sadness on Sam's face. I tried to smile encouragingly.

"Hey, it's ok… I'll try, maybe I can leave and that's all I need to do is let go." I cheered her up. Sam forced a smile.

"Yeah… maybe." I smiled. I didn't want this. I never did. I wanted to grow up, but I didn't, you can call if fate or destiny, but whatever it was, it had something else in mind for me than what I wanted. Sam touched my chest.

"It'll be ok Sam." I promised. She nodded.

"I'll have to believe that."