Suspicion... *Danny Phantom*

|Chapter Two| Arrived

     (Dash's POV)

     This is Fenturds house?! I stare wide-eyed at the 'building' in front of me. If I had to pick one word to describe the place in front of us, it would be huge. Honestly, If it wasn't for the fact that it has a sign that read 'Fenton Works,' I would have thought it was a hotel... Looking towards --What I think is the driveway-- I see no cars, which means our parents already left. Biting my tongue I try to imagine what Fenturd will look like seeing as he probably is just waking up. 

     He's probably wearing some pink embarrassing one-piece pajamas with bunny slippers.  With his hair sticking straight up, and huge ugly bags under his dull blue eyes... I let out a silent chuckle at the thought of being able to torture Fenturd every day for the next month. A small smirk falls into place onto my lips as I imagine myself teasing and beating Fenturd. 

     No longer wanting to have to wait, I grab my duffel bag that's full of clothes and hygiene stuff and throw it over my shoulder. Jogging slightly, I eagerly go to the door of the house and pull the key from my pocket. Unlocking the door, I open it not even bothering to try and be quiet.

     Looking around, the house looks completly normal. I notice a staircase that has a door to the right of it. On the door is a sign that says 'Parents Room.' looking up towards the staircase, I see that there are more rooms up there.

     Biting my cheek, I start up the stairs hoping that my new room will be up there. But the first thing I notice is the multiple pictures hanging across the halls. Exept these pictures are of  'The Mysterious Trio,' some girl that looks like Danny but younger, and Jazz. Walking further into the hall, my eyes land on a special picture. It was hanging in a bright green picture frame with weird carvings on it. It was a picture of Fenturd and his little goth girlfriend at a park hill. Goth girl looked a little confused with a light blush on her cheeks while Fenturd had an open smile.

     It's then that I notice how cute Goth Girl actually is... I mean, I know Fenturd and her are most likely dating but that can't and won't stop me from hitting on her if I see her. With her little innocent face, I can't help but find it adorable. I feel the heat rise to my cheeks as I imagine my big football jacket hanging loosley on her tiny shoulders. Realizing what im thinking about, I shake thoses thoughts out of my head and look towards Fenturd in the photo who has his arm around Goth Girl's body pulling her into a side hug for the picture. 

     Furrowing my eyebrows, I frown at how different Fenturd looks in the picture. In the picture he looks to be around 14-years old, so this picture was taken about two years ago. Fenturd looks so different now. Now that I think about it his attitude has even changed, I still pick on him alot, but he manages to show up to class on time and keep his grades up nowadays. 

     Fenturd in the picture has short hair and dark blue eyes that match the sky at night. But now, he has slightly longer hair and bright blue eyes that anyone would be able to spot from miles away. Not to mention, back then he was atleast a football and a half shorter than me. But when I saw him last Friday, he's around the same height as me. He's also changed his clothing. In Freshman year he wore a typical white shirt with a red circle in the middle and a pair of normal blue jeans, also the occasional blue hoodie if it was cold outside. But last time I checked, he now wears a loose black shirt with a red draw-string hoodie that covered his arms, a pair of loose camo army pants that were obviously roomy and easy to move around in, and a pair of midnight black combat boots. 

     As I continue to pick out differences from how Fenturd looks from two years ago compared to this year, a knock forces me out of my thoughts. Snapping my head towards the sound, I see Kwan knocking politley on one of the doors. The only diffrence is this door had a lock while the other's didn't. Pushing Kwan out of the way, I turn the knob to the right trying to see if it's open or not. Letting go, the door opens slightly with the light from the hallway peering into the room. Pushing the door open all the way, I step in the room and let my hands feel around the wall for the light switch. Finding the light and turning it on, it reveals a very unusual sight.