𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄 // 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

꧁𝐓𝐖𝐎꧂

"Are you not going to eat?" Wendy asks, staring at Danny from across the table.
He was silent, staring down at his cereal.
Wendy let out a loud sigh. "Look," she said, earning eye contact from her son. "I know that...you're worried about school. But you'll make friends this year I just know it-"

"It's not about school," Danny replied sternly.
His mother gave a confused look, which soon turned into worry. "Is this...a-about the hotel?"

Danny didn't reply. He rolled his eyes as he stood up, placed his bowl in the sink, and left.

Wendy placed her head in her arms,
Tears beginning to run down her rose cheeks.

"Fuck," Danny whispered as he was trying to figure out a good "first day of school" outfit.

"Better watch that language, boy."

A familiar voice spoke, making Danny jump. He turned around, face to face with his old friend, Dick.

"Dick!" He cheered, running up to him. "It's been so-"
"Shhh," the older man said. "Not too loud. Don't want your momma thinkin' you're crazy, huh?"
Danny laughed a bit, his face turning into curiosity. "How come you haven't visited lately?"

"Been busy."

"Really?" He replied suspiciously. "Didn't know ghosts could be busy."

"Danny?" Wendy called. "The bus is here!"

"FUCK!" He shouted without realizing it. At this point, he doesn't even care. He's about to miss the bus on his first day of school!
He rushed to the closet, looking behind him to make sure he wasn't about to change in front of a ghost.
He was gone.
"Figured," he mumbled, pulling up his jeans.
Danny wore his dark blue jeans, a shirt that read "2001: A space odyssey" on it, and his red corduroy jacket. He slipped his shoes on quickly, running out of the room with them untied.

As Danny rushed to the front door, Wendy stopped him, analyzing his outfit.
"That jacket looks just like your dads," she said.
Danny's rushed faced almost immediately turned into sorrow. "Yeah. I-It does," he said.
He hugged her tight, his chin placed comfortably on his mother's shoulder. "If you ever want to talk about it, Danny...we can," Wendy whispered in her sons ear.

"I know."

Danny ran outside, seeing no sight of a big yellow bus.
"Guess I'm walking," he mumbled.