He saw it. He couldn't believe it. After all the late night theories, spying and sneaking around he finally witnessed it. He's gonna confront him about it and finally get his revenge. Wes Weston knows.

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I was on the prowl. Every single one of my senses was on high alert. Fenton couldn't hide from me forever. I had always suspected that there was something ghostly going on with that weirdo. Nobody else would notice, wright it off as Fenton being his freaky self. But I saw it for what it really was.

"FENTON!"

"Weston...?"

He gives me a confused look. Instantly I could tell he put his guard up. Smart move. I'm about to have him begging for mercy. I caught him alone, no Manson or Foley to come to his rescue. And even luckier still, the halls were deserted. This was going to be delicious. I get right up in his face and back him into a corner so he has nowhere to run./p

pb"I know that you're Danny Phantom. I saw you transform to fight that wishing ghost at the fair. You can't deny it. I caught you."

He's starting to sweat. Good. He tries to deny it, tells me I must have had too much coffee. I know what I saw. Before I can press him further, he's as slippery as a weasel, without me even knowing he made it to the end of the hall. The hunt is on.

The whole week I've been following Fenton everywhere he goes. I'm going to catch him in the act and finally expose him to everyone. Then they'll take me seriously. They'll stop brushing me off and listen to me. The poor freak avoids me like the plague. I'm gonna enjoy this.

After two weeks of popping up in random places and scaring him to full death my time has come. I climb up onto a lunch table and whistle for everyone's attention. I can see Fenton looking ready to pass out. I can't help the grin that splits my face. Chuckling a bit I begin the greatest speech of my life.

"People of Casper High. After weeks of research I can tell you with certainty that I know Danny Phantom's secret identity! He just so happens to go to this school"

The murmuring begins and I can tell Sanchez is fangirling along with her satellites, if the screeching is any indication. Fenton is on the verge of hyperventilating. Revenge is too sweet.

"Danny Phantom's secret identity is...Danny Fenton!"

They are stunned into silence. I bask in this glorious moment. Fenton looks dead for real now. This it too good, I stare right at him, grinning like a maniac. Manson and Foley look ready to kill me but I don't care. They're too preoccupied with protecting Fenton. Wait. Is that ILAUGHING!?/I What? Whose...

"Jeez, I always thought Weston was a little weird but this is just fucking crazy!"

What! No, this isn't how it was supposed to go! They're all laughing at me. No...what...they're leaving! Looking over at Fenton was the worst mistake I could have made. The shit eating grin is enough to make me want to punch his teeth out. I can feel my blood boiling. I know my face is cherry red from how angry I am. I'm so furious My jaw hurts drum clenching it so hard. This is so humiliating! I bolt after him.

Everyone's gone to class and it's just me and him in the deserted hall. I grab him by the shirt so hard I think I heard it rip.

"Fenton...y-you...YOU!"

He slowly gives me that infuriating grin and the bastard even has the balls to make his eyes glow INEON FUCKING GREEN!

"What's the matter Wes? You look like you've seen a Ghost"

"...You little shit"

I can already tell the rest of the year is gonna royally SUCK ASS