Depths

1. Mortality

This chapter has been edited.

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Hey, guy's, this is a new story that I get to juggle along with Birth of Fire, beauty like a rose, Feral, and... Something else I can't really remember at the moment I already got so many.

And working on another one... About Jeff the killer

I really need to stop 😂😂

This will be a pitch pearl between Danny and Phantom. But please guys... They are not going to be the same person.

They are two different people in this fic. No not only is it not narcissism, but it's also not disgusting.

Sorry I just can't really see Danny with anyone else.

Unless it's like... One-sided.

But that's just boring unless it's used for drama 😂

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Whoever said that staring at a clock doesn't really make time go slower, is a complete idiot. Staring at a clock was like watching two snails race across a brick, or like getting your car stuck in a hectic traffic jam. It drew on and tested your patience to the point you feel like your going to scream out in rage.

Danny Fenton stared at the clock with his ice blue eyes and sighed nervously. He paid close attention to the clock, anticipating the bell. As soon as that bell rang, he needed to be out of the room, marching down the hall, or he would have to face his worst nightmare.

Dash Baxter, the biggest homophobe in existence.

Danny was his favorite toy.

It was like Danny was the embodiment of everything Dash hated.

Danny was geeky, nerdy, a momma's boy, had a baby face, was nice to everyone, and worst of all; he was gay.

It was like Danny's existence itched at a nerve in Dash, as if he tickled that bud of irritation and caused Dash to be the most despicable human being toward Danny. Ever since they were kids Danny had always been on the bully's bad side, and that caused all of Dash's A-lister friends to bully him as well.

Danny had never really done anything to Dash to deserve such hostility, but for some reason, the older male had always despised the raven-haired teen.

Danny was ashamed to admit that he did once have a crush on Dash when they were younger and before he became a football player. It was in the 7th grade and the blond male was tall, pale and had a build sort of like Danny did.

But unlike Danny, Dash started working out, which lead to him growing out of Danny's type, the more muscular he got.

Yes, Danny even had a type. Not that he's ever met anyone who has come even remotely close to what Danny found sexy.

Danny had always looked at the really cute guys growing up, just as he was sure boys did to cute girls, and girls did to cute boys. He always carefully took in their features to try and figure out what he deemed was perfect, what he would want to look for in a guy. But everyone he found cute was just that... Cute.

Then he watched Rise of the Guardians... And saw Jack.

The white hair and pale skin, along with that lean and only slightly muscular body was downright sinful in Danny's opinion.

But nobody had white hair. And Danny wondered if he would ever find someone like that.

"RIIIIIIING."