Danny collapsed into his chair, exhausted. Sam sat on the corner of his desk, yawning loudly while Tucker tapped on his PDA in the chair next to him.

"You okay Danny?" Tucker asked, keeping his eyes glued to the PDA.

"What do you think Tucker? I'M TIRED!" Tucker looked over to Danny, his eyes displaying hurt. Danny sighed.

"Look Tucker, I'm sorry. I'm just really tired, I didn't mean to snap." Tucker smiled.

"It's okay dude." Tucker returned to his PDA. Sam meanwhile pulled her hair back into a small ponytail. Dash and Kwan entered the classroom, joking and shoving each other back and forth until he landed on Danny's desk. Danny clenched his fists so tightly that they began to turn pale white.

"Dash, get off my desk."

"Make me Fentina, I'd love to see ya try." Dash sneered and Lancer called the class to attention. Dash continued to move into a more relaxed position on top of Danny's desk, only pissing off Danny more.

"Get OFF!" Danny's temper spiked, giving him a hard enough nudge to knock him unsteadily off his desk. Dash swelled up in anger.

"You better watch it Fenton." Dash picked Danny up by his shirt collar, which caused his temper to spike even higher.

"Gentlemen please-"

"DASH WHY ARE YOU SO COMPELLED TO TORMENT ME EVERYDAY?! WHAT HAVE I DONE?!" Danny yelled. Everyone's eyes turned to Danny and their jaws dropped.

"What?!" He asked.

"Danny..."Sam tapped the outside ring of her eye. Danny gasped, realizing that his eyes were glowing their shiny neon green.

"Daniel, what-how?" Lancer began, clearly puzzled. Danny blinked and returned his eyes to their normal blue.

"Daniel, would you care to explain" Lancer asked, regaining his composure enough to put his hand on Danny's shoulder.

"Explain what?" Danny tried to hide the fact that he had just given them such a large hint.

"Do not play dumb with me Daniel, answer my question and you're not leaving until you do. Explain precisely why your eyes glowed. GREEN." All eyes were on Danny, he eyed Sam and Tucker, each of them looked equally worried. Danny closed his eyes and sighed.

"About a year ago I accidently turned on one of my parent's experiments and it gave me an ectoplasmic shock. The ectoplasm has been in my blood since then and sometimes when I get really mad it'll turn my eyes green but I can tell it's going away 'cause it's happening less as time passes. Which Dash, I'm sorry that I yelled at you." Dash punched his elbow and began to laugh.

"It only figures that the son of ghost experts is a freak as well!" The class laughed (minus Sam, Danny, Tucker, and Lancer) in agreement with Dash.

"I knew you were a freak from the beginning but I never expected something like this. Could this get any better?" Dash laughed even louder, but was silenced by Lancer.

"That was uncalled for Mr. Baxter, apologize to Mr. Fenton."

"Do I have to."

"Do I have to give you a detention?"

"Sorry Fentonia." Lancer sighed.

"I suppose that's as close as we'll get. But you are healthy, correct?"

"The same as anyone else here, Mr. Lancer."

The bell rang and Danny ran from the classroom, the rest of the class following.

"There's more than meets the eye for there is no way that this is all that happened." Lancer grabbed his briefcase, closing the door behind him.

"I'm going to get to the bottom of this, one way, or another."