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Amity Park the town that has everything, from big malls and industries to zoo, parks, high income houses, small 1-room low income apartments and one High school, Casper high. The billboards around town may say that Amity Park is a nice place to live in and they weren’t lying they only forget to mention the fact that Amity Park and Casper High in particular is the most haunted place in the USA.
“I mean can you believe it.” Said Tucker, waving his iPhone in front of Sam’s face. “We are out of town for less than a week and Amity Park drops from being the most haunted town in the world, to being the most haunted in the US!”
Sam plucked the phone out of Tuckers hand. “It says so on the community webpage Tucker.” She flicked throw the article and came to a halt at the end of it. “And it is written by a teenager as an English assignment.” Giving back the phone to Tucker Sam smiled. “There is no place on earth that’s more haunted than Amity Park and we should know, ghosts shows up almost daily here.”
“Point.” Agreed Tucker, pocketing his phone while trying to balance his heavy backpack on his right shoulder, he’d broken his left arm the week before and the doctors had ordered him to wear the sling for the first week. “You’d think that a student from the school would know better thou.”
“They don’t know half as much as we do. Heck the only one who fully knows how bad the ghost attacks are is Danny.” Sam stopped at a cross walk and turned her head left and right before crossing.
Tucker didn’t bother checking for cars as he walked across the road. “A bit annoying that he’s keeping quiet about those fights.” He muttered not really over the fact that his planed weekend of gaming had gotten ruined by the broken arm, which had only been broken because Danny had fallen on top of him in a fight.
“Honestly I agree with you on that point but people needs there secrets. Maybe he thinks he is protecting us from something worse by not telling us about the fights.” Said Sam, shrugging of the implied bitterness in Tuckers voice.
Casper high came in to sight as the sidewalk became more crowded with students heading in the same direction. Busses were stopping in front of the school dropping of teenagers, some got dropped off by their parents others drove to school in their own cars taking up the parking spaces around the school.
“You know I just realized something.” Hummed Tucker.
Glancing over at him Sam raised an eyebrow. “That it’s meatloaf Monday?” She asked, knowing her friends love for meat.
“That too.” He grinned. “But we get the results of those tests we did before the vacation today.”
Sam’s eyes landed on a new black and blue sports car pulling in to a parking space close to the school’s football field, the driver was wearing a white and red leather jacket and she could see the blond hair pulled back with wax. “Oh that might be a problem.” She said.
Tucker followed her gaze as they walked up the stairs to the school. “I might just send out a nerd alert to everyone in school today. If Dash gets a C or less he is going to shove every nerd he can find into a locker.”
Sam shudder, she hadn’t had to endure the confined space of a locker curtesy of being a girl, but she knew from all the times Danny and Tucker had gotten shoved into their lockers that it wasn’t a pleasant experience. “Better send out that alert right now, Danny is supposed to be home for a week.”
Tucker fished out his phone and connected up to the schools WiFi, It was common knowledge that whenever Dash got a bad grade he would come after Danny ignoring everyone else, but Danny still hadn’t recovered from stabbing himself whit a possessed sword the week before, and his parents were as always over protective of him, especially after Jazz had gotten involved in the argument.
They turned down a hall heading for their lockers when Sam stopped. Noticing the sudden absence of the black dressed friend by his side Tucker looked up from his phone, he saw Sam behind him and when he followed her gaze towards their lockers he understood why she looked like she had just seen a ghost.
Balancing on his left leg and keeping two crutches from falling over, Danny stood in front of his locker filling his bag with textbooks. Like always he wore a t-shirt, this one had a space convention logo on the front, and a pair of baggy jeans. He looked up from his books and grinned at the two of them.
“What the hell are you doing here!” Hissed Sam and Tucker in unison walking up to him.
Smiling Danny closed his locker, “Avoiding a trip to the mental house.” He answered, swinging his bag onto his back, it made hard thumping noise as the weights of the books hit him.
“Your parents driving you mad with their love and affection?” asked Sam, having a somewhat greater understanding of over protective parents than most people did.
Nodding Danny jumped back a bit to let Tucker get to his locker. “I can handle that they constantly wants to know where in the house I am and if I need any help getting down the stairs. But when they stop coming up with lame excuses for knocking on my door every five minutes just to make sure I’m still fine, is when it gets a bit too much.”
“At least they didn’t hire a doctor and nurses to look after you twenty-four seven.” Sam opened her own locker and dumped her backpack in it before removing her coat.
“They don’t have to,” Grumbled Danny, watching Tucker dig in his bag. “Moms got a degree in medicine and dad would just blow them of.” Tucker found what he was looking for and placed it in his locker together with most of his school books and jacket.
“How did you convince them to let you go to school if the doctors at the hospital ordered you to rest for a week?” Asked Tucker closing his locker and glancing over at Danny, his friend still had a bruise on the left side of his face but it was barely visible under his bangs.
“I told them that if I missed any more school I was going to be forced to redo an entire year and Mom think’s they overreacted with how badly hurt I was after she took a closer look at the wounded.” Sam closed her locker and they started walking towards the first class of the day.
“Well you can afford to miss class sometime and …Wait, does that mean that she knows about the scars? How did you explain them to her?” Asked Tucker, avoiding getting trampled by a jokey.
“She wasn’t that surprised, I told her that most were from that time Vlad blew up a car I was hiding behind and she got into a fury about him being reckless.” Danny smiled happy as always to plant the seeds of mistrust towards Vlad Masters, even if his father was to dumb to see the truth about his old college friend. “With that and the fact that I am ‘clumsy’ and keeps dropping things she let the questions go.”
Sam shook her head as she held open the door to the English classroom for them. “You know if you keep getting more scars she is going to grow suspicious.” They headed to the back sitting down at their seats, picking up their English book.
“I know.” Sighed Danny flicking throw the pages of his note book to find a blank one. “For now let’s just leave it.” A bell rang signaling every student to get to class before the teachers did. Danny kept his eyes low as Dash walked in followed by Kwan, they headed for the very back as well, Dash sitting down behind Danny.
“You better hope that I get a B on the test Fenton or I’ll introduce you to the toilets in the science corridor, I heard that they got clogged last week and still haven’t been fixed.” threatened Dash before putting on his good boy face as Mr. Lancer walked in.
“I wonder how you know that, did you follow the janitor around school last week to get some extra chase for that fancy car of yours.” Leered Danny back and was rewarded for his sharp tongue by Dash who jabbed him with a pen forcing him to straighten up.
“Mr. Fenton good to see you are awake for once in my class.” Began Mr. Lancer drawing everyone’s eyes towards Danny.