The four boys were walking to school. Danny can't stop thinking about the sketchbook. While Jake and Howard were discussing about the hideout, or lair, or whatever you call it, Randy noticed how off Danny was today.

Randy nudged Danny and asked, "you okay dude?"

Danny hid his face for Randy to not see the blush. "Yes," he replied.

"Yo Danny!" Jake said, catching the two's attention, "wanna race towards first class?"

They both agreed. So when they reached the entrance, they all ran towards their first period.

The dodged open lockers, some students, mostly jocks and A-listers, but Jake had other rules. Any A-lister girl he may encounter, he would mostly wink at them, making some blush and giggle.

Jake was ahead and was about to win, when someone came from a corner with huge piles of papers. Jake didn't saw it coming, so he ran into the guy. Randy, Danny, and Howard passed Jake and went into the class; Randy giving him a sly grin.

Jake was annoyed, but then saw who he bumped into. It was Ron Stoppable, his partner. Ron's head still hurt from the bump. "Oh, uh, sorry Ron," Jake said, helping him up.

He then started to help Ron pick up some papers so he won't pick it all up for himself. "Uh, you don't have to, Jake," Ron said, "I can do it on my own."

"Yes, I do," Jake insisted, "'sides, you have a lot of paper." Ron shrugged and accepted Jake's help.

The two walked and talked until they reached Mr. Prance's (chemistry teacher) office. "Ah, thank you, Ron. And Jake," he said as he took the papers. Ron thanked Jake, but he replied with, "don't have to. I mean, I bumped into and all."

Ron smiled, and Jake happily returned it. "You better go," Ron said. Jake gave him a confused look, which Ron chuckled at, "you still have class. Five minutes till late bell rings." Jake jolted out of the office, saying, "bye Ron!" before sprinting off with speed.

Jake arrived before the bell rung and sat in front of Danny. "Had a nice chat, lover boy?" Danny asked with a smirk. Jake turned around and replied, "first, I ain't no lover boy. Second, yes. I had a nice chat." Danny chuckled.

Not long after, the teacher came in, starting the class.

"Ah! I don't think we could afford it!" Howard complained as he threw the list. Danny looked at it and raised an eyebrow, "why the heck would we need a slide?"

"Randy's idea," Howard replied.

"A trampoline?"

"Training."

"An indoor pool?"

"Training."

"A dance floor? Now THIS is not used for training."

"Come one! Why not loosen up a little bit?" Howard complained. The argument goes on and on, until a stomp in front of their table was interrupted them.

"Hey, Fenturd! You still owe me!" Dash exclaimed as he slammed his fist in his hand. Danny just looked at him with an amused stare. "What do you want, Dash?" Danny asked in the most bored tone he could do.

They then started to attract a crowd that was expecting a fight. The new kid vs. Danny. Now you got to understand, that there was a reason that kids don't mess with their group. Danny and Randy are a super duo.

Danny sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You really don't want to do this, Dash. Times have changed," he warned.

Dash just laughed, "you think I'm afraid of a nerd like you? You're still a puny stick!"

"Fine!" Danny exclaimed as he got up from his table. Jake wants to get up and fight as well, but Howard held him back. "You do not want to miss this. It's not everyday Randy or Danny gets challenged. Well, except Nomi," Howard said. Jake sat back down and watched the fight unfold.

Danny stood in front of Dash, close enough for him to punch him. People started to pull out their phones. Dash laughed and chuckled, "I'll show everyone for how much of a loser you are!"

And with that, Dash punched Danny's face. Danny's body didn't flinch. It stood strong. Only his head was turned. A bruise was left where the jock punched him. Dash looked at him with shock. He would normally be thrown away by this.

"Are you done yet?" Danny asked as his head turned back slowly to face Dash. If looks could kill, Dash would've already killed Dash. Dash was left gapping. "It's my turn," Danny said, as Dash could swear that Danny's eyes were green for a millisecond.

Danny balled up a fist and punched Dash in the gut. Dash held his stomach, as pain shot through him, leading him in a kneeling position. Danny kicked his head, making sure that it's just the pain that will be leaving, no bruise, but strong enough for Dash to be kissing the floor.

"How does it feel, Dash?" Danny said, taunting Dash's pride.

"How does it feel to be a loser?! How does it feel to kiss the floor like it's your friend?!"

Danny kicked Dash's stomach, then Dash rolled back. "You have treated me so much worse back then..." Danny said, "and this is just a little portion of it."

Dash could see the fury Danny's eyes had, and how it wanted to see him dead. Dash braced himself for a more painful beat down, but didn't received and. Danny walked towards his table, grabbed his bag and exited the room.

Jake didn't talk with Danny during class. Randy tried to send him some paper airplanes, but he didn't respond. After school, Danny just flew away, leaving his other friends.

Danny arrived in the balcony in his room. He phased through the glass doors and flopped down on his bed. He wanted to end the day. Just sleep without dinner. He thought.

The doors of his bedroom opened, and in came Vlad Masters. Vlad sighed and said, "you came early." He walked towards him and sat on the huge king-sized bed. Yes. Danny was living the life. And no. I won't tell you how Danny is now living with Vlad. "What's wrong, little badger?" Vlad asked, stroking Danny's hair that he just loves.

Danny looked at Vlad and said, "Dash."