Disclaimer: I wish I owned Danny Phantom! Desiree: -turns me into Butch Hartman- AHHHHHHHHH! CHANGE ME BACK CHANGE ME BACK! -is changed back

Hello, I'm back at it again with the lack of self control and the fact that I basically ship nearly everything, and this ship has like...a handful of fanfictions.

"I'm through with Dash!" Paulina's locker slammed shut. "He's such a pig, and he's-he's-he's such a JERK!" Star hummed boredly as she popped her bubble of gum, chewing it as she finishing checking on her eyeliner.

"What happened?" she asked, her voice a bit deadpanned as she already knew exactly what her best friend was going to tell her.

"He showed up late to pick me up, then took me to go hang out with his friends!" Paulina's cheeks were red with anger, holding her textbooks to her chest tightly. "Soon as he dropped me off, I told him that I never wanted to see him again! We're through!"

"Give it a week," Star told her. She spit her gum into a piece of paper before moving to touch up her lip gloss.

"No, I mean it this time!" Paulina huffed. "I'm so sick of Dash! I need somebody who, when they say we're going out for dinner, we go out to dinner instead of overly greasy pizza and video games with his buddies." Paulina took a few deep breaths before she began to relax. She closed her eyes, exhaling deeply. "But, now that I'm back on the market, I'm just going to put some moves on Mike until he asks me out." Star gave a disapproving hum.

"Won't do. Mike's going out with Tiffany now," Star replied. Paulina's eyes went a bit wide, leaning her shoulder against the locker.

"Really? Since when?" she demanded to know. Star smiled, finishing up applying her lip gloss.

"Since only about a week ago. He asked her to the movies, and they apparently made out the whole time. You want some?" She offered her lip gloss over. Paulina nodded, accepting it.

"Yeah, thanks," Paulina replied, and she hummed, glancing into Star's locker mirror as she applied the lip gloss. "Hm. What about Dale?" Star shook her head.

"Nah, he's still with Rebecca. I can't believe they've lasted this long," Star commented. Paulina frowned.

"Really? With the way she dresses? It's so out of fashion," Paulina scrunched her nose up. "What about Paul? He has to be single, right?" Star shook her head no.

"Nah. He asked Mia out to eat just yesterday." Paulina handed back the lipgloss, and Star put it in a zippered makeup pouch, putting it back in her locker.

"Then who's single?" Paulina asked, dejectedly. "All the other jocks I know of are dating other people on the team, or they've got girlfriends at other schools." Star shrugged, shutting her locker.

"Why not just date Fenton again?" she questioned. "I mean, you never really even told me why you guys broke up. Besides like, all the obvious stuff like his weirdo parents and the unpopular thing." Paulina froze, staring at Star. That's right. She had dated Fenton.

"...You know...I...God, this is going to sound so weird, but I actually don't...remember much of that time," Paulina spoke slowly, her voice growing softer and softer. "I mean, I remember some but...most of it's this weird blur, ya know?" Star raised an eyebrow.

"You're gonna have to elaborate on that," she told her, and the two began to walk together down the hall. Paulina was quiet for a moment.

"I mean, I remember that I was dating Danny, and I remember some of what we did. We went on a picnic, and we went out to eat," Paulina began to explain, trying to rack her brain. Star listened patiently as Paulina paused. "I don't remember why we broke up. I think it had to do with ghosts?"

"Maybe?" Star shrugged. They reached their classroom, but didn't head inside just yet, instead opting to stand near lockers until the last possible moment. "I gotta say though, I'm kinda surprised you guys broke up. You seemed really happy with him." Paulina was very taken aback by this. Fenton? Making her happy?

"I...I, uh, I did?" Paulina was baffled. Why on earth did she break up with that loser then? Other than the fact that he was a loser? Maybe that was why. But if he made her happy...

Jeez, why was her memory of their dating experience so scattered and vague? It was like she was in a fog the entire time.

"I mean, yeah. You guys were always pretty smiley and happy," Star told her. "I, on the other hand, got stuck with his weird friend. You know, Foley? God, he was weird. I don't regret dumping him for Kwan. But Danny? He seemed nice. Dunno why you guys ended it." Paulina frowned.

"Well, I'm going to find out," Paulina huffed. "Hold my stuff." Star immediately put her arms out to hold Paulina's stuff. She used Star as a table, opening a notebook to a random page and taking a pen out to jot down a note.

"Are you sure you're going to go through with this?" Star whispered to her friend, and Paulina nodded.

"Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back," Paulina hummed. She finished off her note, and she tore the paper out. "I can't even honestly remember why I began dating him the first go around. I mean, you know me. Paulina Sanchez doesn't date just anybody. There had to be something about him, something special, that made me even consider dating such low hanging fruit." Star gave a hum and shrug as Paulina took her stack back.

"True. I mean, you never told me why you were suddenly so into Fenton for a while. Not why you suddenly dropped him like a hot potato. So what'd you write?" Paulina held up the note for her best friend to proof-read.

Fenton,

Meet me after school in the library. I really need to talk to you.

Paulina

"Simple and to the point, aye?" Star commented. Paulina nodded.

The bell rang, and Paulina began to quickly fold up the paper. She scooted inside alongside Star. She noticed the goth and geek were sitting in their seats, and that Danny was just now slipping into one next to them. She strolled up to him, putting the note on his desk, and she continued on as if she had done nothing. She heard him call her name, but she simply ignored it and took her usual seat.

Paulina slipped inside of the library, glancing around. She saw Danny sitting at a table, looking frazzled and out of breath as he hunched over a book. His hair seemed even messier than normal, and his shirt sleeve was torn at the shoulder. As she came closer to him, she noticed that he had a bruise on his cheek, and that underneath the torn sleeve (which he had apparently tried to makeshift back together with staples) was a bandage. He seemed perfectly fine during class earlier. What on earth happened? She frowned lightly as she pulled up the seat in front of him.

"Hey, Danny," she greeted him. She kept her voice cool and even, trying to show her usual lack of interest towards him. Danny glanced up at her, surprised.

"Oh, hey," he replied. He hesitantly shove a pencil into the book he was reading and shut it. It was a science textbook. "What's up? You...you wanted to talk?" Danny ran a hand through his hair in a seeming attempt to tame it some. It did nothing.

"I had a question," Paulina replied, and she paused. The more she thought about it, the weirder it seemed. Why did she remember so little of an apparent relationship she had with this spazz in front of her? Where on earth did he get so bruised and his shirt torn? Dash...admittedly was probably behind the bruise, but how on earth did he get that cut on his shoulder? It had to be a cut. Not just because of the bandage, but now that she was sitting so close to him, she could see specs of blood that were bleeding through the bandages. Unless somebody shanked him in the bathroom or something, but wouldn't the police be here if that happened? Fenton was so weird.

"Y...yeah?" Danny seemed...so anxious. This took Paulina aback. She figured that he'd be full of excited hope. But instead he seemed almost terrified. Did he think all of this was a prank? Well, it wouldn't be the first time it happened to somebody.

"What happened to us?" she blurted out.

"...Us?" Danny questioned, staring at her blankly. "I thought there wasn't any 'us'. Aren't you dating Dash?"

"Not anymore," she admitted. "But that's not what this is about!" she quickly added before Danny could even bother asking why she dumped that jerk. "There was an us though before. We dated for like...at least three weeks? Remember?"

Interestingly enough, Danny's face continued to be blank and confused before a metaphorical light clicked, and his eyes lit up.

"Oh! Yeah! We dated for like...yeah about three weeks," he admitted. He shifted uncomfortably, and this caused Paulina some hope, as well as some mild insult. Did he not remember either? It just wasn't her? I mean, she was probably the best he could have ever gotten, he would have definitely remembered instantly that they had dated.

"Do you remember any of it?" she asked. Danny looked at her curiously.

"You...don't remember?" he questioned. Paulina shook her head no, and she leaned on the table, putting a hand to her forehead.

"Not really!" she confessed. "I remember like, bits and pieces of it. Like I know we dated, but I can't remember much. Like, I don't know why I even asked you out, just that I had asked YOU out, and I never do that! It's just like...one day we were dating and a blur later, we broke up."

"...I don't know why you asked me out," Danny soon spoke up. "I-I have like, no clue. And I remember...some of the dates. Some of it's, uh, kind of a blur too? I guess?" Paulina glanced up at him. "But, uh, I do remember that it was great dating you." Paulina giggled.

"Yeah, I bet it was great to get a taste of being popular, huh?" she smiled. Danny shook his head.

"I don't remember any of that," he told her. She stared at him. "I remember how nice it was to go out and have fun with you. We went on...a picnic and to the movies and out to eat, and we did homework together. It was just...nice being with you. I never hung out with Dash or like, Star or any of your popular friends."

Paulina did remember Danny being sweet. Opening doors for her, holding her hand, listening to her, offering to walk out of his way to make sure she got home okay. Even when he knew it would break his curfew. Dash occasionally did some of those things for her. Why did she trade in Danny for Dash?

"Danny...do you remember why we broke up?" she questioned. Danny had this weird expression almost immediately. She couldn't identify it at all.

"I...I'm not sure," he finally stammered out. "I guess I just wasn't popular enough for you? Or like, I dunno honestly."

Paulina went quiet. Why did she and Danny break up? She couldn't rack her mind for any negative memories of their time together. The picnic, the movies, being walked home, vague memories of their phone calls. What happened? She could even remember the old emotions of liking him so much. Where did those feelings go? Three weeks was a long time for her. Even with Dash, they normally broke up once a month, she'd date another person for a while, and then get back together with him.

"What do you have planned for tomorrow?" she asked. Danny stammered a bit as he seemed to mentally go through his schedule.

"Uh, well, uh, I have school but then I was just gonna hang out with-"

"Not anymore," Paulina interrupted. "You're taking me out." Danny made a choking noise before coughing.

"W-what?" Paulina huffed.

"You heard me," she snapped before sighing heavily. "Danny, I can't remember why we got together, like 80 percent of our relationship or why we even broke up. I rarely date non-jocks, and I never date anybody that isn't an A lister! But you were somehow this exception for three whole weeks, and I can't piece together why. So I'm going to find out why. You're taking me out tomorrow, okay?" Danny was quiet for a moment.

"O-okay," he finally spoke up. "What do you want to do?" She thought for a moment.

"Let's go out to eat," she decided.

"Do you want to go straight after school, or should I like, pick you up at like, some specific time?" Danny wondered.

"Just meet me there at six," she told him. "There being Diner, okay?"

"U-uh, Diner tomorrow at six," he replied hesitantly. "I'll see you there."

Paulina nodded, and she stood.

"See you tomorrow at school," she told him. She narrowed her eyes. "You better not skip out or ghost me at Diner tomorrow either, or I will hunt you down." Danny's eye twitched, and she could tell that he was holding back an amused smile.

"Wouldn't dream of it."