"Can you write one Danny Phantom one where Care is Danny and Kol is a character like Dash Baxter a real jerk & later falls in love with her ghost half & later on her when she finds out it's really her. U can watch the series on"–Guest

"kols trying to ask out Caroline but all of her friends know and keep asking him his intentions towards her"-P.M

They called her Ghost Girl. Like Casper, really. She was helpful and kind, always there to lend a hand to anyone who needed it. The cheerleader that fell off the top of the pyramid could've broken her neck if Ghost Girl didn't put that trampoline there. That nerd would've been stuck in his locker all day if Ghost Girl didn't open the locker and let him out.

She was a white glowing entity that came and went, saving lives and doing small acts of kindness. No one knew where she came from, only that she appeared last year. No one knew her name and why it was she kept helping everyone who needed help. No one knew why she saved Kol Mikaelson's life.

It was after lacrosse practice and what Kol thought was a minor bump to the head could've been fatal if Ghost Girl hadn't appeared before him. She was a glowing white spectrum of light and for a moment he thought she was an angel. There was a warmth to her, of pure goodness and he wanted to come closer and see if she was merely light. The hand on his arm had been warm and with soft skin and she smelled amazing.

"Wait," Her voice whispered in light echoes like tinkling bells.

He squinted despite the bright light of her essence and tried to make out her face but all he could see was while and bright blue eyes, her hair a white gold that seemed to float in the air like she was underwater.

The ambulance suddenly appeared and the paramedics dragged him inside even as he tried to protest. When he turned and looked for the Ghost Girl, she was gone.

She'd saved his life, the hemorrhage could've killed him if he'd left it alone. But Ghost Girl knew and she saved him. He wanted to thank her and really, he just wanted to see her again. He'd tried for weeks, even staging some situations where her help would've been needed but she was always gone before he could see her. It's like she knew he was trying to find her and was avoiding him.

He scowled into his locker as he looked at his notebook, reviewing his next plot to catch Ghost Girl again. Jeremy was rolling his eyes beside him at his locker, completely over his friend's antics.

"You're never gonna catch her, man." Jeremy told him. "The Ghost Girl comes and goes. She doesn't appear just for a talk."

Kol ignored his friend and went back to his plotting. He looked up when the cheerleaders were walking down the hallway like a pack of lionesses and at the back was the mascot, Casper the Friendly Ghost. He smirked as he tripped the mascot, causing the person inside the costume to fall to the ground, Casper's head falling off revealing the blonde head of Caroline Forbes.

He laughed mockingly as Forbes scrambled to get to her feat, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment. She gave him a nasty glare before putting on her mascot head and stalking off in a huff.

"Why do you do that?" Jeremy asked, frowning.

"It's funny." Kol gave him a look. "Come on. Casper is lame and Forbes is hilarious when she's all angry."

Jeremy shook his head. "You are totally into her."

"Nope," He went back to looking at his notes. "Wrong girl and wrong ghost."

Caroline was beginning to regret saving Kol Mikaelson's life. Sure, she went and helped everyone she could. She'd chosen to view the accident that caused her to become ghostly as a calling for her to help as best as she could with her acquired abilities. She could walk through walls, become translucent and even fly when she wanted.

She was gaining more powers by the day and she was helping people every day. So much to the point it was beginning to make her parents suspicious. She got her powers one night, on the way home from cheerleading practice. Shed nearly collided with a truck and crashed into a tree wherein she was fully dead for a full hour. She remembered waking up to a world of white before being back in her body except she was a glowing entity instead.

That's how she became Ghost Girl and so far, the world had no clue that Ghost Girl and Caroline Forbes were the same person. Not that she didn't have a few close calls. Kol Mikaelson had been orchestrating all sorts of schemes to try and capture her, only God knew why. She'd been successful at avoiding him but it was beginning to get on her nerves.

Especially since he treated her human self like crap. He was an asshole, always tripping her in the hallway and sending her those infuriating smug looks after. And with her ghost form, he was obsessed. Every time she heard him talk in passing it was Ghost Girl this and Ghost Girl that.

It was beginning to become worrying.

She was leaving the school to get home when she heard the scream. She immediately went ghost and searched for the source and only found Kol Mikaelson with speakers. She was so furious at his stupid little games, she started screaming at him.

"You fucking idiot! I thought somebody was in real danger and it turns out it's just you again!"

He seemed taken back by her outburst.

"Is this some kind of game to you, Kol? Do you think it's funny to mess with me like this? I do have a life, you know, one that you've been making quite difficult lately!"

He appeared apologetic. "I'm sorry I didn't-"

"Oh, don't tell me you're sorry! You're not sorry when you pull shit like this and you're certainly not sorry when you're tripping me down the hallway and laughing in my face and-"

She shut her mouth and covered it with her hand as she realized she might've said too much at that. Kol was looking at her suspiciously with narrowed eyes, trying to make out her face despite the glowing.

"Wait…" His eyes widened impossibly in shock. "Forbes?"

She let out a breath she was holding, feeling defeated and went back to her human form.

"Yeah," She grimaced. "Surprise."

Okay, so he wasn't expecting the real identity of Ghost Girl to be…well, the school mascot. He'd pictured someone less….well, not Caroline Forbes. But the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Forbes was known to be quite enduringly helpful and friendly, it did make sense for her to be Ghost Girl.

And yet, he didn't figure it out. Not until he made her so mad she left something slip. And from what he heard, she wasn't happy with him. Not for a while since he began tormenting her human side.

She didn't like him and his head was torn between two identities being one person. He had feelings for Ghost Girl, bordering on obsession and he'd thought Forbes a passing entertainment. The melding of the two was making his head ache but the more he thought about it the more he saw Forbes as Caroline and less like the loser in the mascot costume.

"What do you want with her?" Bonnie Bennett demanded, glaring at him.

Forbes – Caroline's best friends cornered him in the hallway during his free period and were now hounding him like rabid wolves.

"Who?" Kol gave them his best innocent look.

Elena looked around them and checked if there was anyone close enough to hear them talk before she said to him. "Ghost Girl."

"Or Caroline," Bonnie added. "We know that you know about her secret identity."

"Wait," Kol eyed them with narrowed eyes. "Did you both know all along about her 'secret identity'?"

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Of course."

"She trusts us," Elena told him. "And we help her out as much as we can."

Ah, that made sense.

He eyed the two brunettes for a minute before saying. "I want to take her out on a date."

The two stared at him in disbelief and shock. "What?"

"To answer your previous question – what I want with Caroline is to simply date her." He nodded like it was the most obvious thing. "That's it."

"But you hate her," Bonnie pointed out.

"No," He shook his head. "Not really."

"You tormented her at every chance." Elena reminded him.

"I was just pulling her pigtails." Kol shrugged. "Little boys don't know how to work out their feelings well."

"You're insane." Bonnie glared at him. "Like lost-all-your-marbles crazy."

"To-may-to, To-mah-to," He took out his notebook that was now coming to be called his Plotting Notebook and opened it to a fresh page. "Now, can either of you tell me what flowers she likes?"

Caroline blinked as she opened her car, finding it full to the brim with sunflowers. And on the windshield was a note:

Haunt me any time, Ghost Girl. How's Friday at 6?