A Phantom Prophecy *DISCONTINUED*

Chapter 33: A Girl Talk

A/N: Hello to all you lovely peoples. I originally planned for this chapter to come out later this week but I got excited plus I have some free time.

Ember: Which means we're back!

Ghost Writer: Not all of us. Danny left.

Me: What? Then who's the replacement?

*door slams open*

Box Ghost: I AM THE BOX GHOST

*we all groan*

Me: The things do for you guys. Hope you all enjoy the chappie!

Third Person POV

On top of his weird dream, the next day didn't go so well for the young halfa. His friends barely spoke to him, aside from the occasional greeting or a mutter of a reply. Sam would continue to give him odd looks during their English class while working on their assignments with their partners. It was only at lunch did his two friends actually start to speak to him. Well, more like yell. "I'm telling you, she's no good." Sam said, sitting beside Danny at their regular table. She kept fiddling with a strange golden chain that was hidden by her T-shirt. Danny sighed as he continued to eat his sandwich, shooting his technogeek friend a look that practically screamed 'help me'.

Tucker shook his head, "I'm actually on Sam's side with this one Danny. You have to admit somethings not right about her. I mean, you've barely known her for more than a week and already you two are making out-" Tucker cut himself off, realizing what he had just let slip. Danny set his sandwich down on his tray, turning his attention fully to his friend.

"How did you know about that?" Tucker refused to make eye contact with his dark haired friend. Danny's eyes narrowed as he turned his gaze to Sam, who was frowning at the geek, "Sam?" The goth looked away from Tucker and locked eyes with the young halfa. The two engaged in what could look like a death stare match. Usually, Sam would win in this type of thing, but Danny wasn't going to back down today.

His eyes flashed green, a very dangerous sign. Sam sighed. "We talked to Jazz," was all the goth said in reply. Danny frowned and his expression quickly turned to one of anger.

He quickly stood up, "How many times do I have to say it?! There's nothing wrong with Scarlet! Why are you two trying to scare her away?" Danny realized the attention he was drawing, so he quietly sat back down, "I know you guys are just trying to protect me, but you have to trust me on this. Scarlet is a good person."

Sam frowned, "We all can see she's trouble Danny. Why can't you? You need to open your eyes. Scarlet Cane is a no good, lying, two-faced-"

"Danny?"

Sam was cut off by the newcomer's voice. The group turned to see a pale skinned girl with waist length orange hair and sad blue eyes.

Scarlet.

The girl held a tray of food in her hands and tears in her eyes. "Oh... hey Scarlet," Danny began as he stood up. Scarlet dropped the tray and it fell to the ground, spilling food all over the floor. The girl ran out of the cafeteria with her hands over her face. Danny watched her leave the cafeteria, then turned to glare at Sam, who didn't look the least bit sorry. She just sat there, eating her salad and fiddling with the hidden chain.

The goth felt the half ghost's eyes on her and she looked up, placing her fork on the table. "What?"

"You hurt Scarlet's feelings."

"So what?"

Danny's brow furrowed as he sat back down. Taking a deep breath, he calmly asked, "Will you please go apologize to her?"