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Today was thankfully a good day, with minimal discomfort. And Danny took that as a sign that school would also go well. Of course he was wrong.
“And for your midterm, you will be working with a partner to create a presentation on an twentieth century author.” said Mr. Lancer.
Danny looked over at Tucker, Sam was in the Brit Lit class, but then Mr. Lancer continued.
“For this project I will be assigning partners so there are no,” he gave several people including Danny a pointed look, “shenanigans.”
Danny waited impatiently for his name to be called. Please not Dash. Please not Dash. Please not Dash. Please not Dash.
“And Mr. Fenton you will be partnered with Ms. Gray.”
Danny felt like slamming his head onto the table, but was just barely able to resist. He took it back. He’d rather be with Dash. Valerie was usually alright, but she still hated his ghostly guts and that sometimes made conversations uncomfortable. At least with the bully Danny wouldn’t have to deal with someone ranting about the ‘evil ghost boy’ and how his parents were right to try and destroy Phantom.
Valerie sat down in the desk beside him.
“So, what author do you want to do?”
Danny shrugged, then gave in and laid his head on his desk. “I don’t care. I’ll go with whatever you want.”
Val sighed.
“Can you at least help me look for one?”
Danny sighed but pulled out his computer and began looking up authors, beside him Valerie was looking the same.
Danny’s left hand twinged and he grimaced, rubbing at it with his right hand.
“You good?”
“Yeah, my hand just cramped.” Danny lied, not looking at her.
“Look, no offense, but you look awful.”
Danny rolled his eyes. “That is, like, the opposite of non offensive.”
Valerie huffed. “I just mean it looks like you haven’t slept in days. You stay up all night playing video games?”
“Something like that.” Danny said. “What about this author, he liked writing ghost stories.”
Valerie scowled, but allowed the topic change. “What’s the name?”
“Robert Aickman. It says on Wiki that he was part of something called the Ghost Club. that sounds right up your alley.”
“What?” Valerie said, suspicious.
“Because we live in Amity.” Danny deflected.
Valerie stared at him for a moment before sighing. “Fine. We can do that.”
“Cool. When do you want to meet?”
“I work today after school, but I can do tomorrow. Meet at the library?”
“Sure.”