Here's chapter 5! It's weird I always seem able to write when I'm supposed to be doing my homework, hehe. Anyways thanks to everybody who reviewed, favorited, alerted, and even just read this story!
"DANNY!"
Danny turned around to see who had called his name, but didn't have time to comprehend who it was before he was captured in a bear hug. "Need-to-breathe," Danny gasped out.
He smiled at Sam and Tucker once they let him go. After seeing that lady and smelling the burning flesh, he never felt so relieved to see his friends in his life. They were alive, and except for what looked like some minor injuries, they were fine.
Tucker spoke first, "Dude, we were so worried!" Sam nodded in agreement.
"You have no idea how happy I am to see you guys," Danny replied.
His friends smiled back. Sam's smile flicked though after she gave him a once over. "Danny, you look horrible" she remarked.
"Gee, thanks."
She sent a half-hearted glare towards the halfa. "I mean, you're covered in ash, you have a lump on your forehead, and burn marks on your arms." She gently picked up one of his arms to inspect more thoroughly. "And who knows what else under the ash and sand."
Tucker moved a bit closer to Danny to see what she was talking about, "Ouch! That's gotta hurt!" he said with his eyebrows raised. Sam glared at Tucker for his lack of sympathy.
"Then it's a good thing I'm a fast healer," Danny said as he took back his arm. He gave a quick smile to show them he was fine. His two friends exchanged a knowing glance, but said nothing else.
"Glad to see that you are alright Mr. Fenton," Danny looked past Sam and Tucker to see Mr. Lancer coming over to the trio, behind the teacher was the rest of the class looking a bit confused as what to do next. "But would you mind explaining to me WHAT IN BRIDGET JONES'S DIARY WERE YOU THINKING RUNNING INTO A FIRE?"
Danny along with everybody else in the crowd winced at the last part. "Well, M-Mr. Lancer, I thought it would be the right thing to do?" Danny said hesitantly, trying to think why he supposedly, nerdy, clumsy Danny Fenton would suddenly grow a backbone and run into a burning airplane.
Mr. Lancer's face softened after hearing this explanation. "Please, try to think of your safety before you try to do anything like that again." Danny looked down at the ground but nodded. Lancer sighed, and walked back to the rest of his students as he mumbled, "Now what?"
The trio followed Mr. Lancer to their peers who were arranged in a large circle. Danny was relieved once more to see that it looked like all of his classmates were alive.
When the class saw Lancer they all started yelling and whining at once. Lancer's eyes went wide and he as soon as he opened his mouth to answer to one question another would be asked. He knew this was going nowhere so he bellowed, "QUIET!"
The class went silent at once, all looking forward at the teacher. Lancer looked around, his eyes still wide and his teeth clenched sternly. "Now yelling and screaming isn't going to get us anywhere, now is it?" Some students shook their heads no. "I doubt I know anymore information than you do at this point, so while yelling questions and complaints at me may seem like a good idea, I can assure you, it is not," Lancer rubbed his left temple to try to ease his growing headache. "Can anyone of you get a reception on your cell phone?"
In one fluent motion the class reached into their pockets to get out their mobile devices. There was numerous beeping and clicks going on while people checked, but after a few moments the students shook their heads sadly.
Once again the whining and yelling started up. "QUIET! Can't you see that you aren't the only ones with problems here?" Lancer asked, pointing in back of him. The class looked to see people still wandering, yelling out names and crying. There were also people lying hurt on the sand. Danny saw a couple of the same pale faces he had seen earlier, his stomach did a flip as he realized they were indeed dead.
With the students quiet, Lancer sighed and said, "I am going to try to find the pilot and see what he has to say about this, therefore I want all of you to stay here and if anything goes wrong...scream." Lancer walked off.
There was a long awkward silence after Lancer left but Paulina was the first to break it "This is just like the movies, a plane crashes and the people get stranded and-"
Before she could continue her rant Sam interrupted, "Paulina, I doubt we're stranded. There's probably help coming as we speak."
Paulina huffed and with a flick of her hand she put her messy hair behind her shoulder. "I bet you're just saying that because you probably caused this mess with one of your freaky spells or voodoo." Her eyes got wide and she pointed a chipped fingernail at Sam, "Yeah that's exactly it, you must have caused this so you can sacrifice all of us for your creepy religion or whatever Gothic cult you're in."
Sam growled and was about to make a lunge at the snobby girl but Danny and Tucker grabbed a hold of her arms just in time. Dash and Kwan smiled at each other and started chanting, "Fight, fight, fight, fight!" Shortly after the other jocks joined in.
"Paulina -grunt- don't you think that's -grunt- a little ridiculous?" Tucker managed to say while struggling to hold back the Goth.
Dramatically, Paulina crossed her arms and stuck her chin up. "Fine. Don't listen to me, but I've got an eye on you, Manson."
Sam sarcastically shivered. "Oh, I'm so scared."
Paulina, deciding to show Sam who's boss, lurched towards the Goth. Sam finally shook off Tucker and Danny. Paulina and Sam ended up on the ground. Scratching, pulling hair, and throwing a couple of punches at each other.
Danny stared wide eyed at the situation. Tucker on the other hand knew exactly what he needed to do, take out his video camera and start recording. The jocks had stopped chanting and began to cheer the girls on.
Danny looked at Tucker and punched him lightly on his arm. "Tucker, we've gotta stop Sam. Who knows what she'll do to Paulina!" Danny insisted.
Tucker looked at him like he was growing another head. "Dude, don't tell me you aren't enjoying this at all." He looked back at his video camera and smiled. "This is going straight to the internet."
"Shallow little witch!" growled Sam, now underneath Paulina.
The Latina gasped. "Oh no, you did not just call me shallow!" screamed Paulina before pushed off and to the side by Sam so the Goth could prop herself on top of Paulina.
If possible Tucker's grin grew wider. "Man forget the internet this thing is going on pay-per-view!" Tucker looked back at his concerned half ghost friend and frowned a bit.
Danny ignored his friend's comments and walked over to the fight to break it up. He grabbed one of Sam's arms and lifted her up with ease, although a normal person his size could have never lifted her so swiftly. Before Paulina could take another lunge at Sam he stood in between the two girls, he put one hand on Paulina's shoulder and his other on Sam's.
Paulina tried to take a step toward Sam but was surprised by the grip Danny had on her. She sent a confused glance from Danny's hand to his face.
"Stop it!" he snapped. A few students back away, shocked at the commanding tone that came from the nerd.
"She started it!" Paulina shouted.
"Really? 'Cause I could have sworn you did Paulina!" Danny said.
Paulina looked taken back. "You're just taking her side because she's your little girlfriend!"
"She's not my girlfriend!"
"He's not my boyfriend!"
Paulina smiled slyly, "Yeah right, lovebirds. Isn't it obvious that Manson has a big fat crush on you?" she smiled wider and purred, "But I understand why you haven't turned her down yet, Danny, after all I'd be scared to turn a freak like her down too."
Sam growled and thrusted herself toward Paulina. In seconds they were back in the sand punching and scratching it out.
Danny stared at the situation, mouth agape. He had not been expecting that. He noticed around him the jocks had begun cheering again, Tucker had his camera out once more, and the A-list girls were squealing and shouting at Paulina to stop it.
Too bad nobody noticed the arrival of a certain bald teacher.
"CALL OF THE WILD! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"