Joist: (n.) Beam supporting the ceiling of a building.

Characters: Danny, Sam, Tucker

Genre: Friendship/Humour

Rating: T

Summary: He was sitting on the beam, invisible, legs swinging back and forth, watching the gym class in progress. Trying not to laugh when Sam beaned a particular jock in the head.

Danny should have been at home at this moment, resting. He had been fighting ghosts till the wee hours of the morning and had even convinced his mother to let him stay home from school that day. But after only a few hours of sleep, he was restless and decided to head to the high school and see how Sam and Tucker were doing.

He was in ghost form and invisible, floating freely throughout the halls and glancing into various classrooms, before making his way to the gym. The class he would have been in if he actually went to school today. Smirking, Danny flew faster and phased through the floor.

Sticking his head down first, he got an upside down view of the gym class, the students lined up and Ms. Teslaf yelling out directions to the activity they were to participate in.

Danny grinned upon seeing the row of red, rubber balls lined up on the middle of the gym floor. Dodge-ball.

Turning right side up, he leisurely floated down onto a rafter and leaned against it, watching the class with interest. Spotting Sam and Tucker he smiled. They were standing a little ways off to the side, Tucker had a worried frown on his face as he glared at the gym teacher, while Sam was trying to distract him.

Danny's eyes softened at the display of his best friends, though they fought often, Sam and Tucker were very loyal to each other. To him.

The sound of a loud whistle broke his thoughts and his eyes bee-lined towards his friends and watched as they slowly entered the game of dodge-ball. He silently chuckled as Tucker attempted to hide behind Sam, she rolled her eyes at him but was smiling nonetheless.

Turning his vision towards the team on the other side, he saw Dash approaching the centre line. He saw the boys eyes gleam as he picked up a ball.

"Hey Foley! Since Fenton's not here, this ones coming for you!"

Danny narrowed his eyes and was about to intervene when a red ball barely registered into his vision, it was a blur, and slammed right into Dash's face. Said boy staggered back and muttered curses to himself.

Smiling, Danny internally cheered, glancing back towards Sam and Tucker. She had a wide smile on her face and held a hand up towards Tucker. They high-fived, laughing.

"That'll teach him not to mess with my friends, or me for that matter."

Tucker chuckled, "I'll say, too bad Danny wasn't here to witness it."

She let out a playful snort. "Yeah, he'd probably get a kick out of watching the jerk get hit in the face with a dodge-ball."

Danny smiled, shaking his head. His friends knew him well.

A/N: Kinda fast paced, but I didn't have long to write today, gotta work in the morning...sigh.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed!