Hey Everyone. For thoes of you who know me welcome back, and for thoes who don't let me just say, this might look like an over-used plot but if you ask anyone I usually take thoes kind of plots and change it to my own. Along with this story You Promised will be up next week. I really don't talk a lot at the start so I won't make it a habit to start now.

Disclaimer: I don't own DP. Just Cassie,Joey, and John. (who will be explained more later.)

The halls were almost desolate after the warning bell rang, which made it a strange sight for two people to be standing at the doorway, without any intention of moving. The girl waited worriedly as a half smile was cast on her lips. She pushed her black hair behind her ears, as her eyes were set intently on the door. The boy who stood next to her was African American. He stood with a rather annoyed look on his face. Anyone who passed by would of thought that he would leave any second, but he stayed true to the girl and waited with her. He adjusted his red beret, and glasses and then his arms returned to their position across his chest.

"How long is this going to take? It was just Technus, and he shouts out his plans."

"If he doesn't come soon, we'll all be late." The girl refused to leave her position. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Danny Phantom's head phased through the door.

"You guys can go on to class. I'm finishing up, no point of all three of us getting in trouble." With that said Tucker started to walk, but Cassie had a more skeptical look and refused to move.

"Are you sure?" She insisted. Danny only nodded. She smiled at him, and then ran to catch up with Tucker. Two minutes later the tardy bell ran and the halls were empty. Danny dashed through the door, and continued to run. He changed into Danny Fenton in the process of trying to get to class. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a girl; completely in shock. Danny mentally cursed to himself about not being careful. He surmised that she was a prep considering her clothing choice. She most likely exactly like Paulina which means she would probably tell everyone what she knew, or at least run toward him, but she did the opposite.

"I'm sorry…I got to go." She ran off to her class. Danny slapped himself in the face, for they had the same class. He opened the door and tired to sneak into his seat unsuccessfully.

"Daniel." He turned to face Mr. Lancer.

"Since you and Miss Manson both have a habit of being late, you both can report to detention after school today."

"But." Danny started to complain.

"Care to make it tomorrow too?" He took his seat and slugged down trying to disappear from Lancer's radar.

"Before we begin, we are having new seating arrangements." The whole class groaned.

"Tucker, Cassie, Anthony." Danny frowned and stood to let Anthony, the new kid, sit by his friends.

"Paulina, Dash, Star. Danny, Sam, and Cathy; that is when she gets back to school." The two strangers approached each other awkwardly and took their seats and the classroom was full of whispers and glares. No one except them knew about their strange and awkward meeting in the hall; however Mr. Lancer acted like nothing had happened.

"Kwan Valerie, Sarah starting the next row in the front." He finished with a smile of satisfaction on his face.

"These are your seats for the rest of the year. Now turn to page 50 of A Midsummer's night Dream." Danny only ignored him. He sat next to a person who just found out his darkest secret, and the worst part, he didn't know if she could be trusted. Let alone he didn't know anything about her. He glanced over at her just as Mr. Lancer finished his lecture. She returned the look, but he couldn't read her emotions.

"I"- She started, but the bell didn't give her a chance. She stopped whatever she was going to say. She walked over to Dash, Kwan, Star, and Paulina. The group neared the door Mr. Lancer stopped her.

"Remember Miss Manson, after school." She nodded and walked off. Danny and the other two exited and Mr. Lancer glared at Danny.

"I'll see you after school Mr. Fenton." The three walked out of the classroom.

"What happened?" Cassie chided.

"You said you would make it to class on time." Her voice held no anger even when it seemed like it.

"Things change." Danny snapped at her even though he didn't want to.

"What does that mean?" Tucker questioned.

"We'll talk about it later." He departed from them and entered into his next class.

"What's wrong with him?" Tucker's eyes followed Danny.

"I don't know Tucker, I don't know."

The final bell rang releasing all the kids, but imprisoning two. When he reached the door to Lancer's door he felt a hand on his shoulders.

"Good Luck Danny. Call us when you get home tonight." She haft smiled trying to encouraging him.

"Don't worry, Cassie I will." Danny smiled back reassuringly, and left her company. He walked into detention, a place where he spent a lot of time there. Sam was already there watching out the window dreaming of freedom unaware of his presence.

"Daniel, take a seat." Mr. Lancer's eyes watched him like a hawk. This brought Sam's attention to him. Ten minutes into detention and the complete silence was interrupted by Mr. Lancer's phone ringing. He clutched it tightly up to his ear and excused himself from the room. Sam glanced at Danny. She broke the silence first.

"Why are you sitting over there?" Danny's eyebrow rose.

'Is she really that dense?'

"I don't trust you." He replied simply.

"And, if you didn't notice, I'm not popular." He finished.

"Oh." The was more awkward silence, which again was broken by Sam.

"Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?" The question caught him by surprise.

"What?"

"Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?" She retorted. Danny rubbed the back of his head trying to think of a response, he shook his head sheepishly. To Sam's delight Danny moved over to the chair next to hers.

"I'm Sam, and if you call me Samantha you will wish that you were never born." She held out her hand.

"Danny, and if you call me Daniel, you'll regret it." With that he shook it; the two smiling at each other. They hands remained in contact far after the shake was finished. Sam noticed and pulled her hand away blushing.


The two friends walked together without a word except a question and an answer here and there. As they neared the house Cassie's complexion turned to a more nervous state.

"I can go into my house from her. Thanks for walking me."

"I can walk you up to the"-

"No. Thanks bye Tucker." She ran into the house without his good-bye. She closed the door and looked around. Beer bottles were scattered over the floor, which meant one thing; Dad was drunk and mad, or he will be when he got home.

"Joey, come here." She commanded. A ten year old boy came to the doorway embracing her with a hug.

"Cassie." It was shots of joy. She ran her fingers through his hair smiling at his innocence. He was too young to know what happened during the nights.

"Have you finished your chores?" She hoped he didn't pick up on the fear in her voice.

"Yup." She only smiled more. Joey had blonde hair along with piercing green eyes. He was a complete mix between his parents. John the second oldest brother resembled their dad, but never acted like him. Their dad acted strong, but he was weak, it was the same with his soul and his heart. He stood under the arc of the kitchen's entrance.

"Hey Cassie." She eyed him furiously.

"John, are you done your chores?"

"Done." He flashed a smile at her.

"You shouldn't worry so much." He teased. The door handle started to turn, and they held their breaths knowing fully who could be on the other side. They let their breaths go when Kwan stood in the door way.

"Kwan, where were you?"

"None of your business mom!"

"Take that back." She growled.

"Never talk about mom like that." Tears were coming to her eyes.

"Why not, she not coming back."

"That's not true."

"You know what you act like her useless hoping for the best. Look in our reality Cassie."

"Kwan that's enough." Kwan's eyes darted between the girl and the only person standing in his way.

"I'm out of here." Not even after five minutes the house fell silent when they heard kicking of the trashcans and cursing loudly. Cassie grabbed Joey's hand and ran to her room to the safest place she thought of; her closet. The slamming of the door caused the whole house to shake.

"Cassie." He yelled and she knew exactly what he wanted. She felt Joey's grip on her tightened. She stood and looked at Joey who whimpered. She opened the closet door and right before she walked out of the room she heard John's voice.

"Don't touch her." She winced as she heard a fist connecting with John's stomach several times. He turned to the direction of Cassie's room.

"Cassie, I know you're there. When I get back be ready for your punishment." He slammed the door on his way out. Cassie fled out of the room to tend to John. His name escaped her lips when she set sight on him. It wasn't as bad as it could have been.

"Why?"

"I just couldn't, remember last time?" Cassie frowned to his words.

"Who else is going to protect you?" He joked trying to lighten the mood. An image of Danny raced trough her head.

"I don't know…I guess.


It had been half an hour, and Mr. Lancer still had not returned. They guessed that he wasn't coming back. They were sharing pranks that they have pulled, but suddenly Danny's face became more serious.

"Sam, about this morning…" His voice faded. She adverted her eyes from him.

"Yeah."

"You understand if you tell"-

"I'm not going to tell anyone if that's what you mean."

"But if you would"-

"Look, if I told anyone it would be all over the school by now." She snapped at him.

"I'm not like that, despite what you might think."

"I never said that." Danny insisted.

"That's not what you said, but it's what you were thinking other wise you wouldn't have brought it up." She turned away from him. She heard him slap himself and groaned.

"I'm sorry." They said in unison.

'What?" Sam was puzzled in her mind.

"Why are you sorry?" She spoke softly which took Danny a minute to get used to. He snapped out of his own little world and answered the question.

"I should have trusted you more. You're right the whole school would know right now if you told." He smiled genuinely; only to have it fade.

"Why are you sorry?" After the words left his mouth her whole body tensed up.

'What should I say? Sorry for all the damage I will cause for being your friends, because we don't have the same friends.'

"I'm sorry for blowing up at you." She finally said.

"And I shouldn't have." She finished causing the room to become silent.

"So…do you want to get out of here?" He smiled devilishly to her.

"How can we…the teachers."

"Trust me." His eyes glowed green. He transformed in front of her eyes. He offered his hand to her, but she didn't move; she was frozen in fear.

"It's ok. I'm still Danny." He reassured her. She didn't hesitate this time. She firmly grasped it. He turned them intangible and phased through the door. He walked through the halls till there were no teachers in the halls. He sensed her uneasiness of him and his ghost form.

"Do you want me to change back?" He waiting until he saw her nod. Within a matter of seconds he was Danny Fenton again.

"I need to go to my locker." The two advanced towards her locker, but she froze in fear when she heard a voice and recognized it.

"Dash." She whispered under her breath. Danny heard her say something, but didn't understand what she had said.

"Run."

"What about."-

"Forget about my locker, run!" Danny didn't get a chance to ask questions. She guessed that Dash had seen them and had started to run after the.

"In here." She opened the door to the janitor's closet.

"What!" She covered his mouth with her hand until she heard the foot steps fade away.

"Would you explain what's going on?"

"Quick go ghost again and let's go out of the school."

"Who were we running from?"

"I tell you who it is, if you get me out of here." She blurted out. He only nodded knowing she would tell him everything when the time was right. The escaped the school just fine. She breathed a deep breath as she stepped outside.

"Who were we running from?" He interrogated.

"Dash, Dash Baxter." She answered calmly avoided his relation to her.

"Why?" She smirked.

"That wasn't part of our deal." Danny opened his mouth to protest, but then closed it when he realized she was right.

"Sam, do you want me to fly you home. It's the least I could do."

"No." She spoke quickly cutting him off. She even backed away from him slightly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." She answered and then ran around the next corner leaving him behind and speechless.

'Every time I bring her closer she pushes me away. I guess that's what makes her…different.' He threw the thought to the back of his mind and continued his journey flying home.


Sam rounded the corner and let out a sigh.

"I can't. I just can't. I'll end up hurting him." She tried to hate him at first, but there was nothing to hate. The more she thought about him the more she was afraid she was falling for him.


First chapter up. I was surprised when typing this. It just kept coming page after page. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. If I messed up at all or you are confused, I be happy to share. I love where this story is going. You didn't expect her to find out he was Danny Phantom. There is a reason besides she doesn't want him getting hurt that she didn't take the offer for flying home. There is some foreshadowing in this chapter I must say. Review please. I know this is the part where you're like I don't have time but I reply to every review. So please. If you have ideas please review too. That's how my story got to be what it was last time.

-RGT-