Under Your Spell

AN: Another short chapter... I figure instead of making them all long chappies.... Which will cause major problems, I'll post small ones and I can go back and revamp if needed... Finals are fast approaching so that's why they're(the chapters are) short. I've giving you what I can write in between classes and studying and tests and etc....
so enjoy! and pray i don't go mad, because if I do, you don't GET more...
====================================================================================
Danny refused to talk to Tucker the next day, and Sam as well, but she figured he was just being moody. Tucker figured Danny hated him and he didn’t have a chance with the boy. Danny though, was sitting under his locker and sketching slightly in his notebook.
Dash stopped a bit away from him, watching with a sneer. No one noticed him watching more than usual, they were thinking his was just plotting something else terrible to do to the unpopular kid. In reality, he was eager to try and find a way to get the other teen alone… and not for a beating.
Soon the bell was ringing and they headed off to their classes, but not Danny, he was engrossed in his sketching. Dash watched as his friends started to move towards him but then turned and left, obviously still wanted him to give him his space. Dash figured it didn’t matter what he did, he wasn’t getting in trouble with teachers, so he walked over and sat next to Danny who stiffened and then relaxed almost too much in Dash’s opinion. The smaller teen stopped sketching and leaned back against the lockers, eyes moving from the paper to Dash, they were looking at him curiously if not almost confused.
“Yes?” Danny asked, drawing out the word. He obviously thought Dash was there to say something.
“Bell rang.” Danny paled more than normal and reached around for his bag, moving to shove his things inside of it. “But, that was a few minutes ago now, AND for the period you have study hall.”
Danny froze and then turned slowly to him. “How do you know my schedule…?”
“You and your dorky friends have basically the same schedules and they ran off for the library...” Dash snorted, stretching his legs a bit as he sat there. “Besides… If I’m supposed to pound you, I should know where you’re gonna be to pound…”
Danny blushed and fidgeted slightly, trying to think of how to move away from Dash without using his ghost powers. He was thinking to hard because suddenly, Dash’s face was in his and strong arms blocked him into place. “But I don’t think I’ll be hitting you, do you Danny?” He wanted to see if Danny caught what he was alluding to… It looked like Danny did because he pressed further against the locker, blushing darkly and letting wide blue eyes roam over Dash.
“D-dash…” he murmured softly before footsteps sounded and Dash was gone, living up to his name. Danny however was still sitting there, arms around himself, blushing darkly with a hazed look in his sapphire eyes.
Tucker came around the corner and went over to Danny and got him up, telling him he needed to get to the library or Lancer would kill him. Danny moved with his insisting, but he wasn’t there. In his mind he was having flashes of those intimate moments his senses had felt before… All from Dash being close… Danny shook his head and looked back down the hall, he didn’t see the blonde. He stumbled after Tucker, not paying much attention.
Dash cursed from his hiding spot. He was so close…. But Danny didn’t seem too upset by it….
“Tomorrow,” he promised himself. “Or, maybe later….” He grinned to himself as he walked off.