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Tuesday

2 days since accident

That night, I hadn't gotten a good night sleep. I kept waking up like every hour just chilling a meter above my bed, or floating literally in the bed intangable. I didn't think I would ever get used to this.

I was a freak.

What would I tell my parents? What would I tell Jazz? Even though my parents were too obsessed over ghost hunting to notice too much about me, if the portal really was the problem then maybe I was a ghost. If I was a ghost, wouldn't their weapons and things pick up on me? And Jazz, shes not stupid. She would be bound to notice something was wrong.

How could I be a ghost? I thought ghosts only had one form, that they were stuck in forever. They sure couldn't be as human as I was.

So maybe I was only half ghost?

Who am I kidding? Ghosts don't even exist! Right? I wasn't sure.

I forced myself to get out of bed and looked in the mirror for the 8th time that night. I looked normal, like there was nothing wrong with me. But I knew there was.

I looked down at my right hand and pictured it being intangable, and invisible. Being unseen, unknown to other people. I felt a now familiar tingling that I get when I'm invisible and the hand vanished. Right infront of my eyes, it just vanished.

Atleast I was getting slightly better, it's a start. At the time, all I could really make myself do was hover and go intangable. I was fine with flying, it came the most easiest to me, but I couldn't summon up the silver glowing rings that changed me like they had on Sunday.

Sighing, I imagined my hand being normal and visible again, and to my request it reappeared.

I smiled and wiggled my fingers, this was something I could see myself getting used to.

Walking downstairs and into the kitchen, I tried to keep myself under control, which for once I managed to do. Nothing out of the ordanary happened at breakfast. Except of course, one of the parents ghost first ghost detectors started bleeping as I walked into the room. It didn't stop until my dad hit it with a fist.

"Stupid thing." He grumbled. "There are no ghosts here right now, the portal is closed."

I wish I could believe him, but laughing silently to myself I continued to absentmindedly shove cereal in my mouth. Right as I was holding the spoon up for another mouth full, this weird blue mist cloud thing came up from my throat and appeared out of my mouth, sending a shiver down my whole body.

I covered up what looked like my breath with the pile of fruit loops that were on my spoon, and thankfully no one noticed. What was that? I silently asked myself.

Thinking nothing of it, I continued to eat and when I finished I lept from my chair and left for school. Tucker and Sam were waiting for me at their usual places. When the three of us were heading towards school, they questioned me on what was new with the powers thing, so I explained to them.

"At least it's getting easier dude." Tucker said with a reasuring smile after I had finished. I pointed to the bags under my eyes which were from little sleep and the grin was wiped off his face and replaced with a sort of sideways face.

Sam looked deep into my eyes, her violet ones looking deep into my blue ones and said, "I did some research last night, turns out what is happening to you happens to every new ghost after they die."

"But I'm not fully dead. Yeah I have these powers and stuff, but I am still human at the same time.I'm still alive, my heart beats, and I breathe." I replied as I turned my hand intangable and invisible and held it up to them, making sure no one else saw it.

"Thats where I am stuck" Sam replied. She pushed my hand back down to my side gently and continued. "Maybe you're both."

"Both?" Tucker finnally spoke up. "Hows that even possible?"

"I researched that too, there is no other known existence of a ghost human hybrid so if you are one, that makes you unique Danny."

I put on a fake smile, that I eventually gave up on. "So I'm a hybrid now? Great."

"Well it makes you special Danny!" Tucker said with a toothy grin.

I stopped replying to them and got lost in my thoughts. They continued to talk, but now it was over their eating choices, so I zoned out of it. How could I be a hybrid? What if people found out? They would shun me for sure! Chase after me with pitchforks and torches, and don't forget about the ghost guns of my parents.

I couldn't live with it, and I couldn't bare to tell anyone. Deciding that I wouldn't let anyone know. Anyone. Except Sam and Tucker of course, there was no leaving them out of the loop now.

"You won't tell anyone will you?" I spoke up, trying to not voice the nervousness I felt.

Their replies were, "Of course not" and "Never."

At school, I was trying to keep things as downlow as possible. Yesterday I kept having dissapearing acts, mainly with my hands and arms which I managed to cover up. And several times I felt myself become weightless like I would if I were about to fly, but I managed to stop it before I got too high.

Today things were slightly better, but not by much. I did the disapearing act a few times, and because of that in chemestry I ended up dropping two beakers. Everyone knew that I was the clumsy type so no one really questioned it. I just hopped I could control this even more.

Untill I did the dissapearing act in maths, while I had my arm up, and Paulina saw it. I was wearing a long sleved jumper, so that was my excuse.

"Oy Fenton, where is your hand?" She leaned over and asked in a bitchy tone, no one else really noticed since they were used to her acting like a bitch towards me and my friends. Sam and Tucker exchanged nervous glances with one another when I replied.

"Are you blind? It's in my sleve" I said quickly, pulling my arm down to my side and making it reappear. I silently hoped that it had worked, and that my hand was back, thankfully it was. Paulina shrugged and turned away muttering 'loser' under her breath.

That was another new thing I could do, all of my senses had peaked so now I could hear things 2x as better as I used to be able to, so even though her voice wasn't even audible to those sitting directly next to her, I could hear it almost as if she had shouted it. One down side to this was that now whenever someone near me shouts it hurts to listen to.

And since all of my senses had improved greatly I could see way better. My eyes were above and beyond 20 20 vision now, so whenever I looked at something I could see it in way better detail. Like now, for an example. I could see little flecks of dandruff in Paulina's hair. Not so perfect now.

After class, it was lunch time. I was standing with my best and only friends by my locker, while we each put our books away and got our lunch money. I was just about to close my locker when-

"Hey Fenturd!" Dash stormed up to me. "What did you do to make yourself float? Fart?"

Shit.

I looked down and realised that I was floating again. Thinking quickly, for one of my many excuses I replied calmly as I floated down slowly. "Air current."

Dash actually acted like he believed me, so shoving the now grounded me aside, he stood where I stood. "I don't feel anything."

"Maybe that's because of all that fat." I giggled.

Dash doesn't like being talked to like that, so he picked me up by my collar and shoved me into some of the neighboring lockers hard.

Yeah, maybe it would have hurt more if I hadn't have been a hybrid. It still hurt, just not as much as the regular beat ups.

"Jeez Dash, you're getting weak." I taunted. "A toddler could do better!"

Dash's face reddened even more and he pushed me harder into the locker. He raised his big fat fist and punched me square on my nose. It started dripping blood, so presumably it was broken. Great. Well it's not like I haven't had like 10 of those from Dash. My nose was slightly crooked from it all!

Since I wasn't the type to hit back, I took the blows. Personally, I would prefer it were happening to me instead of some other innocent kid in this school. Dash was someone who needs a person punching bag, so he always has someone to beat up. Me? I could take this. With my new powers, I was much stronger than before, which I had noticed when I was made to help my parents in the lab last night, so I could deal easily with this blonde idiot.

Growing bored of making sure my nose was broken, he stuffed me into my own locker which was still open. These lockers weren't huge, but they weren't small. An idea formed in my head and I tried making myself intangable. I had never tried to make my whole body untouchable all at once, so this was new.

The tingling sensation ran up my body and I looked at myself, realising I could see a faint outline of my body, but no one else could see me at all. I pushed myself out of my locker and still invisible I punched Dash as hard as I could on his smug little face. I pushed him into the lockers, then gave him the worst wedgie ever, with his underwear pulled over his head. Feeling proud of myself, I jumped back into my locker and returned back to normal. The door opened and Sam and Tucker were standing there almost wetting themselves laughing. I myself was close to crying.

"Did- you- see- that?" Tucker managed to stutter between gasps of laughter.

"See what?" I asked then winked.

Woo long chappie! I swear this took an hour to type. Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed that :). Please review.