A/N: Hey-o peoples! *dodges pitchfork* What the-

Angry Mob: PHANTOM! YOU HAVEN'T UPDATED IN OVER A WEEK!

Me: AIEEEEE! *starts running away* I'M SORRY! *pauses in escaping* Enjoy the chappie! *continues running*

Also quick disclaimer: I do not own Romeo and Juliet

Danny's POV

I woke up the next morning feeling a lot better. My dreams had been Dan free and my talk with Nina had really calmed my nerves. I quickly hopped out of bed and got dressed in my normal school clothes before transforming into my Phantom self.

Jazz, Sam, and Tucker were already waiting in the guest parlor, along with Talia and Dani. All heads turned in my direction when I entered. "Looks who's finally up. Good thing too, we were about to send Dani to wake you up," Sam teased.

My cousin shot me an evil smirk and I shuddered, remembering what happened last time I slept in and she woke me up. I was finding glitter everywhere for weeks! Shaking my head I asked, "Where's Pavor and Nina?"

"Behind you," Fright Knight's voice said. I turned to see the Ghost King and his bride to be enter the parlor. Nina had her arm intertwined with Fright Knight's and she smiled at me.

"It would be rude of us to not say goodbye before you left," she stated.

I smiled and my friends stood up, preparing to leave. After some quick hugs and handshakes goodbye, the four of us headed to the entrance of the castle. The large doors opened and we stepped out into the open green space of the Ghost Zone. I grabbed Sam and Jazz's hand with Sam grabbing Tucker's hand. I flew us a short distance away from the castle before stopping to create a portal.

We headed into the portal and arrived in my parents lab. Transforming back into my human self, Jazz noticed the time. "Shoot! We're going to be late!" She turned to us, "You guys want a ride?" We all nodded and headed upstairs to pile into Jazz's car

Hey it's the Normal Line Break again! Just wanted to say hi. That's all. Have fun reading!

Danny's POV

"Danny? Hello, are you there?" Scarlet said, snapping her fingers in my face.

I instantly snapped out of my thoughts, "Hn? Oh sorry, just got lost in thought I guess."

Scarlet chuckled, "As long as it's thoughts about the project, I'm okay with it." She flashed me one of her wide smiles. From the corner of my eye I saw Sam staring daggers at Scarlet. I thought she said she would give her a chance. But with Sam, you never really know. I thought I did but, I guess not.

I focused on the passage we were supposed to do our assignment on, "So, which part are we doing again?" I asked, blushing.

Scarlet laughed, "We are doing Act 1 Scene 5 on page 5."

I nodded my head, "Right, right. Okay." I paused, "And what are we supposed to do."

Scarlet let out an amused sigh, "We're supposed to analyze them. Figure out their meaning and explain it."

I nodded again, setting down to work. Scarlet and I were finally making some progress when the bell rang. Everyone began to pack up and Lancer's voice shouted above the noise, "Remember, these projects are due Wednesday!"

I walked out of the class with Scarlet at my side. "We made some really good progress today," she commented.

I nodded, "But we still have a lot more to do."

She shrugged and turned to me, staring straight into my eyes. "If you want, I can come over tonight and we can work on it at your place."

My mouth failed to operate. I didn't know whether to say yes or no, but yes felt like the answer I wanted to give her. "Y-yeah sure," I replied.

She smiled, "Great! See you tonight! Your place!" With that she skipped off to our next class.

Sam and Tucker materialized beside me. "Um, what was that all about?" Sam questioned, anger evident in her tone.

I turned to face my gothic friend, "What?"

She frowned, "You letting Scarlet go over to your place tonight to study, that's what!"

I shrugged, and began walking towards my next class with my friends following close behind, "It's no big deal, we're just going to work on the assignment. With her help I might actually turn something in on time for once."

Tucker grabbed my shoulder, "I don't know man. Something just seems off about that chick. Maybe Sam's right and you should stay away from her."

My brow furrowed and I whipped around angrily, shrugging Tucker's hand off in the process, "Or maybe she's just a perfectly normal girl who is being nice to me! Did you ever think of that!" I felt my eyes flash green and my friends took a cautious step away from me. The warning bell for next period rang. "I have to get to class," I grumbled, walking away.

"Danny! Wait!" I heard Sam call, but I just ignored her. I arrived at my Math class just as the bell rang and took my seat beside Scarlet. It was only then that what I had just done sank in. I had just yelled at Sam and Tucker. My best friends since..... well ever! And I felt my eyes flash green! That only happens when I'm really ticked off. Why would I be so mad at Sam and Tucker? We had just spent an awesome weekend together, I had no reason to freak out on them. They were just looking out for me, like they always do.

So why did I react so badly towards them?

*Time Jump to end of school day*

After stopping at my locker, I met up with Scarlet outside the school. She apparently texted her uncle and he said that she could come over to my place right after school and stay until dinner.

On a side note, I hadn't seen Sam and Tucker after our little fight in the hallway. I was beginning to think I went to far and now they were pissed at me. I'd have to text them later and see.

The walk home was mostly spent in silence, with Scarlet making the occasional cheery comment here and there. Once we arrived at my place, she stared up at the giant neon sign. I braced myself for the laughter or sarcastic comments... but none came. Instead Scarlet said, "Wow, you're parents must be pretty famous around here huh?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Um, I guess you could say that." We walked up to the front door and I opened it, calling out for my parents saying I was home. There was no answer. "They're probably out doing some field research," I informed Scarlet.

She nodded and made her way into the living room. I grabbed a bowl from the kitchen and poured some chips into it. After pouring two glasses of lemonade, I carried the snacks into the living room. Scarlet noticed me and rushed over to help. "Why didn't you tell me you needed help?" she playfully scolded.

"Um, because I didn't need any?" I replied.

She shook her head, "Honestly Danny, if you needed help all you had to do was ask."

"But I didn't-" I was cut off by her grabbing the bowl of chips and plopping back down on the couch. I set the glasses on the table and joined her on the couch. She pulled out her binder and the Romeo and Juliet playbook we were reading from.

We immediately set to work and one bowl of chips and half a glass of lemonade later, we were still stuck. "Hmm, maybe if we tried acting it out it might be easier," Scarlet suggested.

I shrugged, "Why not? We've tried everything else." I picked up my copy of the play and began to read Romeo's part. "If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss."

Scarlet picked up her book and read clearly, "Good pilgrim, you don't give your hand enough credit. By holding my hand you show polite devotion. After all, pilgrims touch the hands of statues of saints. Holding one palm against another is like a kiss."

Clearing my throat, I continued with the next part, "Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?"

"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer." Scarlet read back.

"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair." I read.

I glance up from my book at Scarlet, as did she, and our eyes locked. My gaze twisted within hers. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." Scarlet said, not breaking her hypnotic gaze.

"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." I said, not even caring to wonder how I knew the next line. Scarlet leaned towards me and I felt myself drawn towards her. We scooted closer together on the couch as our heads grew closer together.

And then her lips touched mine.