Dash Baxter was the star quarterback on Casper High's football team. The Ravens. He was what saved their team from utter annihilation every game. They still got annihilated.
But at least it wasn't utter annihilation.
Dash Baxter also wasn't the brightest bulb in the box. He was barely passing any of his classes. Any of those that he was passing was because he cheated, stole some nerd's homework, or had a tutor in.
Whenever he got a failing grade he always took it out on one of the geeks. Mikey, Lester, Nathan. But he always had a favorite geek he would wail on everyday.
Danny Fenton.
Now, as previously stated, Dash wasn't the smartest kid. But after the whole "the disasteroid is gonna destroy us all" event, the whole town was shocked to learn one piece of information.
Danny Fenton was Danny Phantom.
After the Fenton's returned to Amity Park, they were bombarded with news reporters and journalists. Jazz had admitted to them that not even she had realized Danny was Phantom until she had spied him transform one day.
Jazz.
The smartest person in town had not realized her own brother was a ghost.
Half ghost, technically. Danny's parents wrote an article with Danny's help explaining everything about his existence.
The whole town had been oblivious.
This had made Dash feel a little bit better, because he wasn't the only one who hadn't noticed the now glaring similarities between Danny and his ghost half.
He carried Fenton gear around with him all the time for crying out loud.
The thing that really bothered Dash though was that he'd been wailing on his hero for months. All that time, Danny could have fought back. Decked him. Embarrassed him.
But instead he'd been saving Dash's life on a nearly daily basis.
Dash had idolized the boy's ghost half while ridiculing his human half.
He'd worn a shirt that said "it's not gay if he's dead".
And now, he was sitting here on his bed, head hanging in his hands. He was wracked with guilt and other feelings were fluttering in his stomach that he didn't know what to do with.
He was confused and didn't want to admit to his feelings now that he didn't have that buffer he had been relying on before. The shirt was a gag to everyone else. A joke.
But it wasn't a joke to Dash.
Paulina had figured out it wasn't a joke, and now that Fenton was Phantom, she suggested he talked to Danny about it.
As if Danny would want to talk to the guy who wailed on him in school and had a crush on the dead part of him.
Dash sighed, pulling at his hair. He didn't know what he was going to do, especially because that Manson chick clearly seemed to dig Fenton.
Suddenly, Dash's phone began to ring. He looked at the caller ID to see a picture of Danny glaring at the camera while Dash stole a picture of him.
Well, it's now or never.
And with that, Dash answered the call.