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     I stumbled down the stairs and walked as normally as I could to the kitchen table, where Dad was stuffing his mouth with pancakes, Mom had her nose in a science invention, and Jazz was searching in the cabinet. I slipped into my seat, where I stared blankly at the empty table, my min in another world. What was up with my power? I kept asking myself, but I knew no one would answer my questions.

     "What? Do you think food is just going to magically appear in front of you, Danny?" My dad's comment made me jump in my seat as I brought my focus back to reality. I attempted to chuckle as I backed my seat up to get a bowl of cereal, but before getting up, Jazz neatly set a bowl in front of me, and handed me a spoon along with a green pill. Before heading upstairs she gave me a wink, and I smiled back at her.

     I silently munched on the tasteless cereal, every flake feeling as if it was scratching my throat. The cold milk soothed my pain. With the last flake painfully shoved down my throat, I gulped a glass of orange juice and secretly took the pill. I rushed out of the kitchen, and up the stairs, but half way up the stair, my weak legs attack again and I fell face-first into the hard wood floor. Groaning as I got up, I attempt to rush to my room to grab the blue back pack sitting on my chair, but the fever and coughing held me up, making me walk slower than ever to my room.
     
     "Come on, Fenton." I whispered to myself, "You can't let a cold stop you." I wanted to believe that was true, but my knees gave away and I collapsed again on the floor of my bed room. I started to pant roughly. My arms that were supporting me started shaking, but I still fought myself. I made my legs push me up; my arms grab onto the desk and pull the extra weight higher. "It's only a few hours… you can survive that."
*~*~*~*~*~*
     "Bye guys" I said as I walked out of Fenton Works. I heard the faintest "bye" while I closed the door and walked down the stone steps. I didn't even attempt to catch the bus, so instead of turning left to the bus stop, I turned right into the closest ally way. "What way is quicker," I said as blue ring surrounded me and changed me into a ghost, "is quicker than the aerial route?" I smirked as I flew high into the air, which took half the energy of walking to my room. I soar quickly through the crisp morning air, smiling as I did so. The feeling of flying made me feel like I was 100% healthy, like all worries in the world were left on the ground. I did a spiral in the air before lowering myself onto Casper High's campus.

     The roof of the building inched closer, as the memories of last night's fight flashed through my mind. My mind started drifting off, but all focus returned in an instant as a flash of blue-ish silver light glowed below me. Gravity pushed the human boy down to the grassy earth, and I started panicking. I let another halo transform me again, letting me lift off into the air just before I hit the ground.

     I was so mortified by the near death of Danny Fenton, but question after question buzzed violently through my head. Only one answer seemed to stick out: This wasn't your average cold.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Danny!" I heard a girl's voice cry. I was shocked at the sudden burst of noise in the silence that filled my head. I looked around. Around me was grass and trees, along with the Casper High building. Random freshmen and sophomore mingled around the building. I sat uncomfortably on a park bench. I looked left and right and my two closest friends sat next to me, both with worried expressions on their faces.

     "Gosh, Danny, stop scaring us like that!" the Goth girl, Sam, pleaded. Her eyes were watery, but she never cried.

     "Yeah, dude," Tucker, the techno-geek, said, "That's, like, the third time today, and it's not even third period!"

     I could tell by the tone of their voices that they were really worried, and I trust them with anything. "Promise not to tell anyone, not even Jazz?" I asked pathetically. The both vigorously nodded. "Well, last night I had a really bad run in with Vlad, and he nearly killed my back and neck, but I beat him, of course." I tried to make them at least smile, but not even a sarcastic remark could take away the seriousness in their eyes. I sighed and continued with the fight, what happened this morning, the pain of everything, and what happened just moment ago. "…and I think this cold has something to do with the fact I can't control when I go ghost."

      Tuckers jaw was on the ground and Sam looked like she was thinking as she could. "Danny…" She began, but Tucker quickly cut her off.
"Sam, I know what you're going to say, he cannot tell his parent. The last time he was sick, they ran over a million tests on him, then shoved him into a tent of hot stem and made him drink this terrible soup that was supposed to help cure his cold. And they were so close to discovering Danny's secret, he couldn't tell them. And-"

     "Tucker, let me finish!" She snapped at him. The boy was hushed, and Sam took a deep breath before continuing her sentence, "Well, first off, have you taken any medicine to get that fever down?"

     I nodded, and before continuing, Sam placed her hand on my forehead, exactly as Jazz did. "Well, your fever's down. You probably randomly changed in and out of ghost form when your fever is as high as it was this morning, and I beat the medicine didn't start to kick in until now, so that's why you changed here. What medicine did Jazz give you?"

     "A liquid green pill." I responded quietly. My aching throat was trapping my regular voice.

     "OK, I know that medicine, it last for four hours, which means you have until-" Sam pause to calculate the time. "-until fourth hour. You have Mr. Lancer with Tucker and I. But you could-" Her thoughts just poured out of her mouth; she probably had no idea that she was thinking out loud.

     The bell rang for class before she answered her own thoughts. I weakly sat up from the park bench and walked slowly to the front door of school. When we entered the building, I was greeted by loud shouting and soft whispering everywhere. All noises sounded much louder or much quieter than they actually were. My head started spinning and I walk wobbly through the hallway, where Tucker left Sam and me alone while he went to computers. Sam gave me a worried look as she left me for Biology, leaving me to go to Math class alone. I only had lunch and Mr. Lancer's class with Sam and Tucker.

     I walked into the class room. Cold air blew softly in my face as I took a seat in the back of the class room. As other student filed in, I started dozing off. By the time the math teacher started teaching us about binomials, my mind was already lost in thought. Sams voice echoed in my head "But you could-" it kept repeating. "But I could- what?" I asked her voice in my head, making sure I wasn't saying it out loud. Her voice gave me no answer. No one did. No one knew how painful it was to be going through this. But was my body or mind help? No. They just let the war inside me rage on.
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Yeah.... got the second part done..... WHAT EVER :3

So.... enjoy, I guess :dummy:

Danny Phantom (c) Butch Hartman
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:icondesdemona-lethe:
Desdemona-Lethe Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2011
Ohh~ Drama, drama, drama. That's not a bad thing, though. :XD: Ehh... Awesome job! ^^;
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:iconsecretsuperspyzero:
SecretSuperSpyZero Featured By Owner Jun 12, 2011  Student Digital Artist
Thank you!
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:icondesdemona-lethe:
Desdemona-Lethe Featured By Owner Jun 12, 2011
Your welcome! Why are we shouting? :XD:
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:iconsecretsuperspyzero:
SecretSuperSpyZero Featured By Owner Jun 12, 2011  Student Digital Artist
BECAUSE SHOUTING IS FUN!
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:icondesdemona-lethe:
Desdemona-Lethe Featured By Owner Jun 12, 2011
YAY! SHOUTING IS SO MUCH FUN! :iconyayzplz:
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:iconsecretsuperspyzero:
SecretSuperSpyZero Featured By Owner Jun 12, 2011  Student Digital Artist
YUSH
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:icondesdemona-lethe:
Desdemona-Lethe Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2011
Um... my throat hurts from shouting... :XD:
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Hitokiri-Shinzui Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2011  Student General Artist
i really really like this! please update!!!
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:iconsecretsuperspyzero:
SecretSuperSpyZero Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2011  Student Digital Artist
I'm working on it! :dummy:
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Hitokiri-Shinzui Featured By Owner Feb 3, 2011  Student General Artist
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!


...cough...
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