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My Beloved Brother	By : Shotahunter1851 Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom Views: 2877 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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My beloved brother

Chapter two: He is mine

          It was a quiet Monday morning, the sun shining bright for the students of Casper High as they arrived at their daily classes, throughout what remained of the week, Jazz stayed with her brother for almost 24 hours, on any other occasion, it would have been a nightmare for the boy. Considering what she had gone through, Danny brushed it off however he could, even if it meant spending long hours being hugged by her. At this moment Jazz sat in front of Casper’s High principal, Mr. Anthony, an old wrinkling man with short white hair, clearly in his mid-sixties, slightly hunchback. Mr. Lancer who serve not only as Danny’s homeroom teacher but also as vice-principal, stood next to the slight hunchback principal, oddly enough what the principal had of a hunchback Lancer had in his belly.

On the opposite side of Lancer was Jazz’s homeroom teacher, miss Bridget Jones, a notably attractive blonde woman, she had caught the eyes of more than one student or their fathers, on some occasions, even some moms as well. Her co-teachers were always delighted to see her in the lounge area, especially when she wore skin-tight dresses, unlike the head of the school who seems to have come out of a haunted house and mostly made most of the teachers lose their appetite whenever he ate with them. Jazz had come in the company of her parents, and a man dressed in a suit who she had never before seen, Danny unfortunately, had to attend his classes, the redhead would have much preferred to have him here in place of her parents.

“Jasmine, the police have already informed us about what Dash and Kwan did to you, I assured you this behavior will not be tolerated”- the old man said.

He explains much to mister Lancer’s dismay that both Dash and Kwan had been expelled, the school security guards had been told not to let them near the school grounds, of course, this was just to make Jazz feel at ease despite being well aware Dash was already in jail. Kwan was still at large since he ran away leaving his best friend behind, none said it out loud but perhaps they fear, that perhaps the Asian jock would try to find Jazz and intimidate her, so she would grant Dash the pardon. Beyond not only caring for Jasmine’s safety. The school hadn’t won a single award in the last decade, even Lancer’s dream football team had been defeated so many times it had become a joke, never even reaching the semi-finals.

But once Jazz came along, she changes everything. Quickly made first place in science fairs in her first year and had to outshine other schools in many other academic areas, so much is her influence that the school started to shift all the sports budgets into more academic areas, including arts and music, that had gone into the shadows recently. The school’s crown jewel was the Jazz’ gold medal which she won at the state Science Olympiad, proudly place on the display window next to the principal’s office, though for some it doesn’t seem like much, not having won anything despite the numerous attempts made it very important for the school, especially having the town Mayor Vlad Master, give out the award personally at Casper high, needless to be said this was a major event.

The man in the blue suit who now Jazz knew was the family lawyer, asks Anthony if, and how many were aware of Jazz’s situation, the old man told him that only the ones present and of course the culprits’ parents were notified about the incident and their expelling. Despite the mediocre standards of the school and their underachieving students, never once had they met with a situation like this, at most they had dealt with “minor” bullying and in some rare cases, drugs, but never had one student tried to rape another.

Even though the attack didn’t take place within the school grounds, it still was an enormous problem for Casper High, to make things worse, the victim was none other than their award-winning student while the culprit was none other than their quarterback. The principal and the very few that knew about the incident worried mainly about the bad publicity it would give the school, as cruel as it may be, Jazz wasn’t their top priority anymore, seeing her well and ok now that is.

The main fear was that if the press got wind of it, they could greatly exaggerate the events that took place, especially if they learn that the school cut the sports budget by almost 90%, which meant no more specialized training or camping trips and all their equipment would be “hand-me-downs.” Anthony assured the Fenton family and their lawyer that no one would ever know about this incident, but the more they talk the more it seems the adults were more concerned about keeping the whole mess a secret.

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Later that evening, at Fenton works. Jazz laid on her bed hugging a “fresh” shirt she once more borrowed from her brother’s room, thankfully the boy had a very grand liking for the same type of shirt, he wouldn’t notice if one or two of his exact same shirts went missing. The house was in complete silence, Jack and Maddie were on the roof’s OP-center working on various devices, the sole source of income for the family, it had always been a mystery to Jazz as to why her parents were so obsessed with paranormal creatures that clearly didn’t exist, what puzzles her even more, was the fact that someone actually bought the silly gadgets they made.

“Where are you, Danny?”- the girl asked to the wind and silence of her room.

As usual, the boy would venture into the city with his friends, normally returning before his 10:00 pm curfew. A few days prior, Jazz wouldn’t have even batted an eye if Danny had gone missing but now everything changed. Danny became a ray of sunshine in her darkness, though she was sure of how much he meant to her now, she was still adamant about her true feelings towards her brother, was she feeling pure sisterly love? It was certainly a possibility, but the shirt she hugs and even sniffs out told her else.

“Am I falling in love with Danny? That can’t be…. He’s my brother…”- the girl whispered. “But, when I hug him, it feels so different than when I was with Tom”- Jazz continued monologuing.

Thomas or as his friends called him Tom was Jazz's boyfriend for almost six months, aside from holding hands, the farthest they went in their relationship was mere lips brushing, but no more than that. Perhaps the boy had intended to do more yet his shy nature and Jazz's exceedingly stoic demeanor made it impossible. Nevertheless, they never gave out the “boyfriend-girlfriend” vibe as they seem more like mere friends. Even so, Tom was more than proud to have the hottest girl he has ever seen as his girlfriend. Danny remained outdoors until night arriving just a few minutes before serving dinner, the redhead gazed over her younger brother as they ate their meal, just being in his presence was bliss, she felt at ease and warm. A fuzzy feeling embraced her soul.

She saw his lips wiggle as he chews his ever-so-favorite fried chicken, the sole scene had become mesmerizing for her, there was a time she couldn’t taste the flavor of food but just seeing Danny feast made her own portion taste delicious. Her dreams though once filled with memories of the day she had lived, now had been overtaken by images of Danny and herself, both hugging tightly in the living room watching the same mindless shows. Warm and safe within his arms, the red hair girl relaxes her head over his chest, she rises her face to reach her brother’s lips, and as they come closer, the alarm clocks start ringing forcing her to wake from her dreamland.

“Oh…”- the girl whispered as she puts her hand over the alarm, turning it off.

She smiles upon realizing that she was in love with none other than Danny, it wasn’t a sisterly affection, no, it was different, it was stronger than anything she could have felt before. Almost skipping down the stairs she greeted her family, all but Danny were present at the table, Maddie stated that he had to leave urgently, apparently, Sam had something to do early and he offers to help her out.

“I see…” the girl said as she sat down at the table to have breakfast.

“That emo-bitch, always hugging up Danny’s time”- Jazz mentally cursed as she wolfs down her scrambled eggs.

Though rarely does the family have either the television or the radio on, this morning Jack was very attentively watching the news in the living room, from what she could hear, it was about some vandalism in a warehouse near downtown. With a quick glimpse, she saw the news flash, the video showed more of the battle aftermath than actual vandalism, crates had been torn to pieces, some walls had burn marks over them and finally, a strange green goo covers some parts of the floor.

“I’m telling you, honey, it’s the ghosts, I just know it”- Jack said.

“Yeah, yeah honey”- Maddie replied.

The man was obsessed with ghosts and everything paranormal, throughout the years he had infected his wife with his obsession, the woman clearly had far higher specs than her husband but chose the life of a humble housewife, helping Jack with his anti-ghost devices.

(XXXXX)

Her journey to school was as always, dull and boring, kids with running to school, others lazily forcing their sleepy bodies to the same place, and people with the same attitude heading to work. Near the corner was a newspaper stand, on the many papers it displays, most showed about the recent and most strange attacks that had taken place in the city limits. A vague and poorly taken picture of a half humanoid with some sort of wiggly tail can be seen flying away from the crime scene, though nothing had been stolen and what appeared to be the aftermath of a battle was the only damage that had taken place.

Her walk brought her to a halt as she came across the alley where she was about to be raped, most if not all victims of such an attack would avoid this place like a plague, it was said that those who survive traumatic events, would shiver and vomits if they were taken to where they live the worse day of their lives, in some cases, even having a panic attack. But Jazz didn’t, she didn’t have a panic attack, she didn’t even shiver, she stood where she was being held down, as she turns around, she could see a small café, with tables on the porch.

It was a clear sight from the café to the alley, she wonders if the people present during the attack were too busy with their own affairs to have noticed her, or perhaps, they just didn’t care. Once in her classroom, miss Bridget told all the kids that Jasmine had been absent due to severe flu, this, of course, was a ruse in accordance with the school board and the Fenton family to keep the whole incident a secret, no one wanted this to be known by the rest of the school.

“Even miss perfect can get sick”- a random boy said with thick glasses.

The redhead wasn’t the most popular in the class, most girls resented her, but still, Jazz had good looks and even better grades, she was liked by most teachers, though some educators may be a little more affective than they should. Most boys ogle her in P.E. classes, yet none had the same courage as Tom once did, to ask her out, but that didn’t stop their lecherous eyes from going all over her body while she wore shorts and ran around the running course.

As the day’s lectures went on, she wonders about her brother. If his habit of running out of the classroom had finally ceased or had become more than a problem for mister Lancer who often had to tolerate it because Danny is brother to the school’s crown jewel. Miss Bridget walks close to Jazz to see the redhead hadn’t done any of the work she was supposed to, instead she had written “Danny” all over her notebook while observing the world outside the window.

“Jazz, is everything ok?”- the woman asked. The redhead notices her notebook filled with her brother’s name on it, prior to her attack she hardly too notice the boy, but now he had taken a place not only within her mind but also in her heart.

“Yeah, can I get fresh air?”- Jazz said though more than asking it sounded like she was just telling Miss Bridget.

The kids look at how the model student steps outside without their homeroom teacher even uttering a word against it, perhaps because lunchtime was just a few minutes away. Her steps unconsciously led her to mister Lancer’s classroom, and from the window frame on the door she looks within. Much to her surprise, Danny wasn’t anywhere to be seen, his desk was empty but so was Sam’s desk, it seems like too much of a coincidence that both were absent. Not even a second after the lunch bell rang, all the students ran out, but as they made their way to the cafeteria or to the backyards, Jazz walked over to the balding fat teacher who was busy packing his notes into a cheap briefcase.

“Where’s Danny?”- the girl asked.

“Good evening, miss Jasmine. Your brother ran out saying he wasn’t feeling well, Sam and Tucker escorted him to the infirmary”- Lancer said in a sarcastic tone.

A soft yet cold “Thanks” was all he receives for the information, the teacher just observes how Jazz walks out of the room, it was no secret that he dislikes the new approach the school board had taken over the sports clubs and especially towards the football team he coaches. On the other hand, one mister Appleton who is in charge of the sciences, and miss Julia who’s in charge of arts and literature had their budgets skyrocket, this of course due to Jazz having taken a “liking” to both subjects.

Her steps hastily took her towards the infirmary, many ideas bombarded her mind, it was said the nurse was often absent from her post, therefore, leaving the room empty, hence many couples used it as an improvised hotel. The idea of seeing her brother in bed with Sam makes her blood boil with fury, she clenches her teeth so hard she seems more like an angry dog than a young girl, her hands had turned into a tight fist.

These new emotions were so strange for Jazz, on one side the sensation of love was the most amazing feeling to have ever involved her heart, but on the other side, this “love” came accompanied by something very much unwelcoming, anger and jealousy, at least that’s what she believes them to be. Before she wouldn’t have even batted an eye if she caught Danny in bed with someone but now even imagining it was making her rage like a mad rabid dog, slamming the infirmary door wide open, Jazz confirms her initial suspicions.

The nurse was nowhere to be seen but so were other students, the three beds that stood against the wall were empty, and in front of these were the two closets, both big enough to hide an adult person. She opens them to discover that both were empty, a few brooms, mops, and some medical equipment far past their usefulness were stored within, but Danny, Sam, and Tucker were nowhere in sight. Upon kneeling to see under the beds, she could see only dust despite the brooms and mops in the closet. Without even getting up, the fire alarm started to ring, and soon the kids and teacher started to march outside.

“Danny!!”- the girl yelled out as she started to run around the halls searching for her brother.

Constantly calling him on his cellphone while screaming his name up and down the hallways, she ran desperately, that until a small explosion was heard coming from the kitchen. This too was a new feeling she didn’t like one bit: fear. Thankfully all the students having lunch were immediately evacuated once the black smoke started to leak into the cafeteria, though before she could enter, a hand took hold of her wrist.

(XXXXX)

Danny accompanied by his two best friends Sam and Tucker had her callings, and to come to her, she took her brother in arms, tears ran down from her eyes down to her chin, wetting his shoulder. Jazz had fear for Danny’s wellbeing, their embrace only lasted for a few more minutes before mister Lancer drags all four teens to the backyard. Later that day in the principal’s Anthony office, the four teens were being reprimanded for their careless actions. Lancer wasn’t biting down his tongue as he chews out the kids but especially Jazz, who actually wasn’t even paying attention to the man as she kept on hugging her kid brother.

“That’s enough Lancer, the important thing is that they’re ok”- the principal said.

“Fine… but I wanna know why you stay behind, you knew the drill already”- the fat teacher continued.

The young trio looks at each other as Jazz kept her embrace over Danny, it was Sam who took the fault, as she explains that once she had heard the alarm, she in her own words, “freak out,” hence twisting her ankle and forcing her friends to help her out. Needless to say, all of this was a blatant lie that flew over Lancer and Anthony’s heads, but not Jazz, she could tell apart a lie from anyone since she had mastered that skill all on her own.

“This damn emo bitch is really getting in the way”- the redhead mentally curse.

The official report said that the fire originated in the kitchen due to an oil stove, it was a rookie mistake for the “professional” cooks at the school, but in all fairness, only two cooks work in the cafeteria, one that “cook” the premade meals and the other that passed the lunch to the students. Yet they claim something else happened, in their own words; the pottery and cutlery started to fly around before the stove caught fire. Their description sounded more like a fight than a poltergeist as one would actually think, eerie moans and painful groans could be heard as the objects fell to the ground. Incidents like this had taken place around the city lately, strange fighting aftermaths where no one could see the perpetrators, just the destruction left behind, many paranormal fanatics were trill by these acts of ghostly activity.

(XXXXX)

Once midnight had arrived, Jazz looks out the window, with nothing more than her blanket to cover her skin from the cold nightly wind, with her restless eyes she gazes at the pale moon. Her steps light as a feather, almost like a ghost she waltzes towards the room where the raven hair boy slumbers, slowly she kneels down, leaving her face just mere inches away from his face.

“Now I understand what makes my heart tremble in passion; Danny”- the girl whispered to her dreaming brother as she lays a soft kiss on his lips.

His eyes open seeing nothing more than the darkness of his room, slightly illuminated by the moonlight, the creaking from his door calls out to him, swearing he had closed it before going to bed, he this time made sure to lock. The boy woke up to the first rays of sunshine, lazily pulling his heavy feet to the bathroom, having forgotten about the door left open, he carries on to the bathroom, but as he splashes the cold water unto his face, the boy recalls a soft sensation on his lips.

“It’s just my imagination”- Danny whispered. Jazz smiles as she sees her brother come down from his room and joins them at the breakfast table, as soon as he sits down, he starts munching on his scrambled eggs and ripping the overly fried bacon.

“Danny, I think I should start giving you some tutoring”- Jazz said out of the blue.

“What? No, I don’t need it”- the boy replied as their mother agrees with Jazz.

“Well, your grades had been falling”- Maddie said as she reminds the boy that his average “B” had changed to a “C” and in some classes even a “D.”

Jazz told him to wait for her at the library every evening after classes, though the boy wanted to argue against that, he suddenly remembers that Jazz hadn’t gone to the library like she used to ever since the attack. He wonders if she wanted to recover the routine she had before Dash and Kwan attacked her. He was indeed the one who rescued her from them. Not even a second after he took his last bite, the doorbell rang, announcing a visitor.

Danny knew it was his friends as he opens the door and greets them with a long smile. The goth and techno-geek smile back at him while also greeting him though before he could take a step outside an arm came from behind him. He could smell Jazz's sweet perfume as she wraps her right arm around his neck, in a soft and tender grip. “Say, why don’t I take you to school from now on”- said the girl. Sam saw the older Fenton smile for the first time since she had known her.

The invitation was extended to the goth and the geek though both seem a little reluctant on going with her, the redhead had never given out the friendliest of vibes before these vibes had been more of an uncaring nature now yet they seem more hostile now. Jazz had been given an old, beaten-up car, pink-colored for her sixteen birthday. Jack had gotten the car in a bargain sale a week before celebrating her birthday, but she hardly ever used it, until now that is. The drive to school was silent, only the sounds of Tucker hitting the keys on his PDA were the only noise to be heard. Danny plays around with the car stereo but he found it to be broken. Jazz's driving skill was more or less acceptable, she only drove it when her father taught her to ride it but the car remained collecting dust in the garage for a few months afterward.

“So, Sam. Do you have a boyfriend?”- Jazz asked shocking the goth.

“No, I don’t!!”- Sam yelled out startling the other teens.

The goth’s eyes move slightly over to Danny who sat on the passenger's seat while she and Tucker were in the back seats, Sam’s sightseeing didn’t go unnoticed by Jazz, who replies with a soft, “I see…”

(XXXXX)

The whole week went on as normal as normal could be, Danny met Jazz at the library for his tutoring lessons, many times in the company of Sam and Tucker who were ignored by the redhead, the main change was that now she would drive Danny to school. Little by little the two Fenton kids had started to spend more time together, one thing she notices was that Danny would often run out saying he was going to the bathroom, and Sam would follow by saying she had a call from her mother, Tucker would try to flirt with Jazz before being dismissed by her.

On Wednesday evening, Jazz follows Danny to the Nasty Burger, it was a mediocre fast-food joint where kids would gather to eat unhealthy imitations of a burger, with almost plastic French fries. Recently she had taken the habit of following the boy to almost every place he frequented, though for some odd reason she always loses his trail once he enters the bathroom and other closed rooms. Sitting on the corner table, hiding behind a small half-wall, she could see her brother, Sam, and Tucker eating the unhealthy meals, she was faint to be welcome at their table but things, of course, would be awkward.

“Danny shouldn’t be wasting his precious time with that emo-bitch or with that geek”- the girls whispered as she chews on a fry.

During her newly acquired hobby, Jazz had learned that Tucker would often “abandon” his friends to try and land himself a date, as he did just now when a group of cheerleaders passed by, but Sam hardly ever left Danny's side.

“Gotta get rid of her, but how?”- the redhead questioned as she began eating her burger.

Perhaps a stern and serious talk with the goth could prove useful, claiming what a bad influence she is on Danny. She could use the boys’ failing grades as proof of her claim that a little intimidation with some little blackmail here and there could go a long way. After all, she’s just a fourteen-year-old snot with a barely acceptable average grade, there’s just no way she could even begin to compare with the award-winning, Casper’s high crown jewel, Jasmine Fenton. All she needed was an opportunity to be alone with her, there was no need for violence, but just in case the redhead had bought a nice pair of bronze knuckles.

Like many times before, Danny suddenly ran off to the bathroom leaving Sam alone, there was no better opportunity to strike than now, she wouldn’t start off by threatening or yelling at her, what she needed was to plant the idea that Danny would be better off without her interfering in his everyday life. But as she began to get up her eyes come to discover an ever so wonderful sight; a young boy with short white hair perhaps a little older than the goth had come to her table, the boy was quick to offer a drink. Jazz couldn’t hear what they talk about, but it didn’t take a genius to know that he was flirting with the black hair girl, oddly enough she did seem somewhat interested but that could be Jazz's own delusion.

It was almost as if heaven itself had sent this kid. Without her even lifting a finger, the most perfect opportunity had arisen all on its own, all she needed was to wait for it to run its course. After a few minutes the white-haired boy left defeated, Sam had her “defenses” up high, of course, Jazz expected this kind of result, given how rebellious the girl is. About ten minutes later Danny returns from his trip to the bathroom, he did seem more agitated than normal. The two teens left the Nasty Burger, and though highly entice to follow them, Jazz had a mission to start, with a large and ungraceful bite she finishes her meal and tosses her thrash in the bit close to the white-haired boy.

“Oh hi. Sorry to bother but I saw you talking with my friend Sam”- suddenly said the red-haired girl as she sat in front of the teen.

Though slightly taken aback he introduces himself as Gregor Becker, an exchange student from Hungry, Jazz asks him if Sam had caught his eye, the boy blushes as he answers with a meek “yes.” Jazz smiles wickedly as she hears how the boy saw in Sam many traits of his own, such as both being goths, loving poetry, and recently discovering that both are vegetarians.

“Seems like you’ve been following her”- Jazz said.

“No, I just saw her reading a gothic poetry book I also have and thought she would like to talk about it, but she said her friends were waiting for her.”- Gregor replied.

“Didn’t think she had a boyfriend…”- the boy continued.

“She doesn’t have a boyfriend, I know because I’m her best friend”- Jasmine said with a soft and tender voice.

Jazz convince the foreign student to continue wooing Sam as she handed over the goth’s full name, classroom, and even her school schedule which she shared with Danny, this is the opportunity she needed to get rid of Sam, once Gregor had her in his arms, all would be berries with Danny. Back home the redhead had traded seats with her mother, as she now sat next to Danny, rather than paying attention to the game shows her family was so engrossed, she focuses all her attention on her brother as he laughs his wits out.

(XXXXX)

By Friday Gregor had delivered as promised, it didn’t take much for him to join in with Danny’s group of friends. Unfortunately, Danny had his lunchtime an hour earlier than Jazz so she was unable to join him. Much to her surprise, the new member had also decided to join in with the tutoring Jazz was giving Danny. The redhead wanted to be alone with Danny but now not only had Sam and Tucker been in her private study sessions, this kid Gregor had too started to come over as well. The boy with raven black hair glared at Gregor constantly as he jokes around with Sam who surprisingly laughs at his puns, Danny often tried to cut him off, it was obvious he didn’t like the exchange student. Tucker on his side remains quiet as he tried to figure out what was going on.

“Hey Tucker, let’s go get something to drink”- Danny said.

Sam also excuses herself as she needed to go to the bathroom, thankfully both the vending machine and the restroom were on opposite ends. Once the two older teens were alone at the table Gregor thanked Jazz for helping him gather his courage to be Sam’s friend.

“Friend? That’s no good, I need you to start dating her”- the girl said.

“You need?”- the boy asked in his Hungarian accent.

Jazz locks eyes with him, her eyes holding a stare like that of a madman, her aura darkens as if she had just killed someone, and the white hair boy wonders if he had said or done something that angered her cupid. Unable to hold her gaze, he lowers his head back into his books and waits for Sam to come back, as he mutters “I’m trying.”

“Try harder”- the girl ordered making Gregor shiver at the sudden change in attitude from Jazz.

The rest of the study session was quiet, the foreign student no longer told jokes, nor did he try to fit in, his uneasiness could be felt by all, especially Sam who question him about it, he was quick to change the subject and ask her out, more afraid of the redhead. He had high hopes of being rejected on the spot, if Sam turns him down, he could actually get Jazz off his back, the boy had his share of crazies back in his home country, she didn’t want any on this side of the world. As the goth was about to answer, Danny returns from his trip to the restroom, a little sweaty and whizzing, Jazz eyes widen as she lay her eyes upon a very light and faint bruise on his left cheek.

“The hell happened?” –the girl questioned as she took hold of his face.

Her brother told her, he just bumped himself on the doorframe as he exits the bathroom, Jazz didn’t believe a single word he said. After all, she was a very good liar, especially if she wanted to keep people off her back. Jazz's eyes turn to an evil glare as she imagines Danny being bullied for having stood up for her against Dash and his idiots, the quarterback had many so-called friends on the football team, she knew her brother had the upper hand only because he attacked them with a pipe. But even so, the boy did manage to go toe-to-toe with an adult that was double his size and weight, not only did he fight the man but won by knock-out, so maybe he was being threatened, maybe she was the target again and he had to withstand the bullying so no one would go after her.

“He does so much for me”- the girl thought as she caresses his face. The boy was mesmerized by Jazz's gentle touch.

“Sure, let’s go out on a date sometime.”- Sam suddenly said not realizing the wide smile drawn on the redhead but focusing more on Danny’s shocked expression.

That night after dinner, Jazz began looking online for any kind of event with a gothic theme, if she wanted to get rid of her competition, she had to move her pieces, since her pawn wasn’t moving fast enough. Gregor got the courage to ask Sam out only because she basically forced him to.

“This will work just fine”- the girl whispered to herself as she found what she wanted, “I’ll text the idiot on Sunday and tell him what to do.” More serene now that she had formulated a proper plan she proceeded to Danny’s room, just like many nights before the boy never locked his door, and so she welcomes herself whenever she wants.

“Oh, Danny. My hero, my sunshine. You’re all I need and I’m all you’ll ever need”- whispered Jazz as she puts her right hand in between her legs while her left-hand touches the boy’s chest.

Never moving her eyes from the dimly illuminated figure of Danny, she begins to rub her womanhood, her breathing steadily rises, and as she reaches a delightful orgasm, she carefully pours some drops of her love into his lips, before heading back to her own room.

(XXXXX)

“So, Jazz it’s been two weeks since your last session, how are things going? - her psychiatrist asked.

“Nothing new to report.”- Jazz replied. She was well aware that what she felt for Danny was wrong, and some people even consider it sick, the last thing she wanted was to have more medication added to what she pretended to swallow.

“Well, I did make a couple of new friends; Sam and Tucker, but I think Sam might be a little bit of a loose cannon”- the girl added.

The doctor was pleased to hear that she was finally overcoming her illness, the medicine was, at last, starting to have a positive effect, Proof of this was that she was now interreacting with others of her age, prior to this she wouldn’t have even considered talking to anyone unless spoken to, even then she would just hand out a robotic answer. On a normal Sunday Danny would venture to the mall with his two best friends, but today he chose to stay indoors playing games on his computer while Jazz read a book on his bed.

All morning the boy played on his computer while Jazz continues reading. She had traded her school books for romantic novels, unbeknown to Danny she had changed the names of the protagonist for their own. She could drown in the fantasy of the forbidden love, at least for now it will have to be enough, that until she can bring her fantasy to reality, her attention was brought to her brother as he clears his throat.

“Jazz I know you’ve been through a lot lately but I kinda need some time alone”- Danny said.

“I get it.”- His sister replied as she got up and headed over to the door, “by the way if you wanna jerk off, I can give you a helping hand.”-

“Out!”- A blushing Danny yelled.

Laughing loudly Jazz went downstairs, to fix herself a ham sandwich as she waits for the perfect moment to contact her unwilling “assistant,” while she ate, she continues to go over her plan, it seems perfect but there were so many things that could go wrong. During dinner the redhead notices her brother somewhat uneasy, upon asking her worries only intensified, Sam was the cause of Danny’s dismay, it seems that she wouldn’t talk to the raven-haired boy.

“Perhaps Gregor isn’t the idiot I thought him to be”- mentally said the girl as she wraps her arm around her brother’s shoulder.

Jack and Maddie observe their kids, the whole scene was unnatural, seeing Jazz so caring for her brother almost out of nowhere. In other families, this would be normal even expected but not in the Fenton’s and especially with Jazz. The old Jasmine wouldn’t have even blinked an eye if Danny was on fire, but to see her pull the boy closer to her in a caring embrace almost possessive was strange, scary if you took a close glance at her starving eyes.

A sudden cold breath, almost freezing the air coming from the boy’s mouth caught Jazz's attention, the boy immediately broke off from her arms and run-up to his room saying he had urgent business to attend to. A few moments later Jazz follows behind, from within his room loud music from his favorite band was roaring, knowing all too well he wouldn’t hear her knock, and having locked the door, she went into her room but not to rest.

(XXXXX)

In her hand was a cordless power drill, choosing a discreet spot near the corner, she began to drill a small hole, the loud music would cover the noise made by the power tool. The hole was perfect, too small to be seen unless looked for, but large enough for her to see the inside. Through the opening she could see the empty bed and the empty desk where his computer rested, the stereo playing loud music, her eyes dart from left to right, up and down but Danny wasn’t inside the room, she was sure she saw her brother go inside.

“Where are you?!”- the girl said with a mixture of anger and fear.

Jazz knew he hadn’t come out, she rushes to the bathroom only to discover it was empty and the door to the op-center her parents spend a fortune was locked with an electronic locking device. Maddie saw her daughter run up and down the house frenetically searching for something, but no matter how many times she asks what she was looking for, the only answer the older woman got was, “nothing.” Back in her room, Jazz took a peek once more in the hole, Danny was sitting in his bed, catching his breath, she never saw him once while searching for him throughout the entire house and yet he was in his room the whole time.

“That’s impossible, I know you weren’t here, I just kn…”- Jazz cuts her phrase short upon seeing Danny remove his shirt.

Trying her best to follow him through the small hole, she saw him turn off the light after turning on his computer, the stereo was also deactivated. Jazz was almost drooling as she ogles her younger brother to sit in front of his monitor. She could only see his dark silhouette, while he enjoys a video on his computer, the headphones impeded her from knowing what show he was seeing, but her eye widens even more as she saw him remove his pants.

“Oh yes baby, that’s what I’m talking about, come on show big sis the goods”- Jazz whispered as she regrets not being able to make the hole any bigger.

Someone suddenly knocks on the door, breaking the lustful trance she was in. Quickly composing herself she opens the door to meet with her mother Maddie, who brought her another bottle of her medicine. The Fenton matriarch invited Jazz to go shopping with her the following day, as she stated they needed some mother-daughter bonding.

“Yeah, sure, I’ll tell Danny to come alone”- Jazz said as her mother also told her to lay off her brother, that he too needs to spend time with his friends.

“Whatever, fuck off!!!”- the girl mentally screamed, as she was missing her new favorite show. After setting a meeting time at the mall, Jazz closes her door quietly but once shut, she dashes over to the peephole, hopeful the show wasn’t over, much to her disgrace Danny was already in bed.

“For fuck's sake, it's only 9:30, come on give me a rerun,”- Jazz whimpered.

Having given up on seeing more of the “show,” the redhead went to bed, she considers putting a spycam in Danny’s room since the peephole was fairly obvious. The good and bad thing was that he spends too much time with his friends, but that was a problem currently being solved.

(XXXXX)

As soon as the sun hits Jazz in the face, she pulls her phone and text, Gregor, telling him or better yet ordering him to take Sam to a poetry reading at a local café on Thursday. Her plan came in various phases, first, she would get rid of Sam by making her fall in love with Gregor, if he fails any other guy would do just the same, second was to make Danny see her not as a sister but as a woman, that would prove a little harder, but once she uncovers the reason of his sudden disappearing act, all would fall on its own.

Maddie waited for her daughter as they had agreed the previous night. Jazz would have been a little more tempted by the shopping trip if it wasn’t for the fact that Danny ran off with Tucker and Sam as well as Gregor to the newly opened game center on the other side of town, according to Danny it had the newest and most recent games. Gregor had unwillingly become her eyes within Danny’s group of friends, a way of keeping tabs on the goth girl, the white-haired lad constantly informs her about any activity the trio did, but unfortunately, his progress with Sam was too slow.

“How about some new jeans?”- said Maddie as she took a pair.

“Sure, can I get some spending money? I need some new underwear… it's kinda weird if you follow me”- said Jazz.

Though slightly surprised, Maddie was very glad to see her daughter showing more emotions than before, even if she hated to admit it, perhaps the attack was, in the end, a positive thing for her, a wake-up call if you will. Having taken a few cheap panties and bras to dissuade her mother, she sprints over to the lingerie section knowing she had a limited amount of time, the redhead took two sets of red lingerie which consisted of a thong and a small bra, both unnecessarily expensive.

Unable to gather the valor to show off her new undergarments to Danny, she contents herself by spying on him through the peephole she had made while sporting her daring new undergarments, though she couldn’t show Danny her clothes it didn’t stop her from fantasying about him peeling them off. As the days pass, she began wearing her new lingerie under her regular clothes, hopeful that one day she could show it to Danny, even if that was still a long shot, as silly as it may be, it did make her feel more secure about herself just by wearing something so audacious.

“Hey Danny, you busy?”- Jazz said as she enters his room.

“Not really…why? do you need something?”- Danny replied as he saw his sister sit on his bed crossing her legs.

“Let’s go to the movies tomorrow, we can get a couples discount”- Jazz said.

Danny was surprised, Jazz had never asked him to go anywhere with her, not even as children. Lately, Sam and Gregor had started to hang out a lot, leaving him and Tucker behind, to his surprise the dark skin boy had also started to hang with the exchange student, even without Sam being present. The boy seems tired, more so than he should normally be. His eyes were baggy and his expression had saddened, Jazz didn’t understand why, she had kept tabs on him, but not always, since he somehow manages to disappear without leaving a trace, only to reappear as if he had never even left.

“Lay down on the bed, I’ll give you a massage”- the redhead continued as she pulls him to the bed.

Jazz had the intention of making him get used to being touched by her, as she rubs his back, she continues convincing him to go with her to the movies, just them, no one else. No Gregor, no Tucker, and especially no Sam. It didn’t take much more than a few words to his ear to convince him to agree.

(XXXXX)

The redhead lives her usually boring day at school, but it was the first time she was excited for the school day to end, Gregor send his daily report of what he and the trio had done. He didn’t like the idea of being turned into a gofer, but the idea of having Sam as his girlfriend was enough to keep him going, and ignoring the bossy redhead.

“Be sure to tell me when you leave the café.”- Jazz texted to Gregor.

The white-haired boy was dubious about the so-called plan the redhead had forged, he did feel guilty about separating Danny from his only friends, it was true that he wanted to date Sam but somehow got involved with an extremely overprotective sister. Waiting for the goth at the school door, Gregor could see Danny walking to the parking lot. Sam came out a few moments later, upon seeing the goth girl he completely forgets about Danny and his guilt, without a doubt in his mind he took the goth by the hand, though for a moment she wanted to let go, she instead closes the grip.

“So, where’s this goth gathering”- Sam asked.

The boy actually hadn’t the slightest idea, since he only saw the address on his phone. Nevertheless, he did find the place on time for the show to start, Sam stops at the entrance as she questions him about the place, and he took her.

“You expect me to believe that a gothic poetry reading is being held at a hotel”- Sam reprimanded.

Though before she could leave, a couple of goth kids walk in. Convince by Gregor that the reading was taking place at the hotel’s restaurant, she enters and she sees the sign welcoming all the gothic literature lovers. The evening was filled with black cloth tables and dark poetry, told by men and women clad in equally black clothes, Samantha was absorbed by the voice of the poets, neither Danny nor Tucker had even shown any kind of interest in her gothic antics.

The show comes to an end around 8:00 pm, having lasted a good four hours, Sam stood up as she stretches her arms and excused herself to use the bathroom, Gregor took this opportunity to text Jazz that the show had ended, he wonders why was it so important to tell her this. Most of the listeners had left by the time Sam came back, holding her hand once more the two walked out the door, smiling and laughing, it was surprising how entertaining the show actually was.

“We definitely gotta do this again”- Gregor said as he puts his arm around her shoulder.

“Yeah, that was fun”- Sam replied.

As Gregor moves his eyes to the streets, he sees a pink car slowly passing by, the passenger seat had a full view of the couple coming out of the hotel, Sam too turns over to the streets and sees the same car, her look of happiness changes to one of shock. From within the car was Danny staring at them with the most hurt expression he had ever done before, though Sam only fixated on her best friend, Gregor’s eyes move to the driver. He was more surprised to see the impeccable timing the redhead had, he knew she was up to no good, but he still followed along, his heart did tremble as he saw Jazz smile fully satisfied. Not stopping or slowing down any more than needed for her brother to get a full look at the scene. She speeds away back to Fenton’s works, she had done her deed. The seeds she had planted had finally bloomed, now all she needed was to harvest the crops, namely Danny.

(XXXXX)

“Maybe I’m wrong, maybe they just went in to ask for directions, right?”- the boy said as his voice cracked up.

“Danny, you’re old enough to know what couples do in a hotel, I don’t need to describe it to you”- his sister answered.

As expected, Danny locks himself in his room the moment they got back making their parents ask what had happened. The girl twisted the truth by telling them that they just saw Sam coming out of a “no-tell” motel with a random guy, they had never seen before. Maddie’s expression was one of disbelief, and Jack only stare at the stairs both surprised Sam was already sexually active, but the lies didn’t end there, Jazz continues saying that when Danny confronted her about it, she became hostile and proud of having lost her virginity so young, Jazz said these lies with her old cold emotionless voice. But deep inside she was laughing her guts out, Maddie had doubted the friendship between Danny and the goth since the beginning but never spoke against it, now she knew the girl was more than just a bad influence on Danny.

“She did say something about…making… easy money”- the girl added making Maddie and Jack turn pale.

As Jazz goes up the stairs to her room, she could hear her parents say that Sam was no longer welcome in their house ever again. A small victory on the road to Danny’s heart. With the door locked behind her, Jazz kneels down and puts her eye on the peephole, Danny was sobbing quietly on his bed, it broke her heart to see him like this but it was a necessary evil, she had to let it sink into his soul no matter what. Unable to see her beloved brother like that she laid down on her bed, listening to soft classical music with her headphones on. She was so proud her plan was executed so beautifully, she could sing and dance but that would be uncalled for, especially if Danny heard her, Jazz began texting Gregor.

“Excellent work, real fine job”- the girl wrote.

“What the hell is wrong with you? I like Sam a lot but did you see your brother’s face? What the hell was that for? You’re crazy, bitch”- Gregor replied.

“Language, please. Besides this is for Danny’s own good. Listen I got you a present, I’ll text you when it's ready, oh and thanks a bunch”- Jazz answered as she puts her phone away.

Danny refused to go to school the following day, his eyes were too puffy, and wasn’t in the mood to see anyone. Normally when his breath was cold he would run away giving out any silly and sometimes ridiculous excuses, but not anymore, he just locked himself in his room. Sam came by a few times during the weekend looking for Danny but Maddie told her to leave her son alone, it was the first time that an adult saw her with so much disgust and even repugnance.

(XXXXX)

On Monday the goth finally managed to talk to Danny, dragging him to the school’s backyard but he wasn’t in the mood to talk about anything with her, no matter how many times she told him, that they only went to see a poetry show.

“You think I’m stupid or something, listen I don’t care if you’re together with Gregor, it’s not my business, ok”- Danny said very angrily.

“We’re not together, we’re not a couple”- the goth replied.

“Oh, so you fuck the first guy that smiles at you”- Danny continued making Sam turn red in fury.

Meanwhile, Jazz was standing behind a thick tree listening to each harsh word that was exchanged with delightful bliss, Tucker tried to deescalate the situation but with little to no effect, after more than thirty minutes of arguing, Sam left but not without having the last word.

“If you don’t believe me, you can go fuck yourself!!!!”- Sam screamed as she storms away.

During lunch Gregor texts Jazz saying that Sam was devastated and wouldn’t stop crying but rather than questioning about the goth, she instead told him to meet her behind the local library, around seven o’clock. As usual, Danny disappears from sight after school, normally Jazz would have given chase immediately but right now she had to finish what she started. Jazz found herself driving around in circles trying to find Sam. It was at the park entrance where she spotted the teen sitting on a bench near the parking lot looking down at the ground.

“Found you emo-bitch”- Jazz whispered.

The older redhead girl calls out to Sam, the goth didn’t want to go towards Jazz as she felt much too embarrassed and things were difficult with her brother, she knew Jazz wasn’t the kind of people but eventually answers the call.

“Hop on Sam, let’s talk”- Jazz said.

“About what?”- the goth replied.

“Danny.” the redhead answered. The model student told her younger peer that things between her and Danny were just a little too hot at the moment, she convinced the goth to stay away from Danny for a little while, at least until things cool down.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll put in a good word with Danny for you. After all, it was just a misunderstanding”- the redhead said making the goth calm down.

“Here, have a soda.”- Jazz offered.

Both continue talking as she drove Sam back home but a few minutes into the drive Sam’s speech began to slur and her vision blurred, and a few seconds later the goth passes out. Gregor appeared half an hour late, he saw the redhead girl leaning against the wall with a dark expression on her face. Gregor was slightly taller than her and more muscular but even so, he was afraid of her.

“You’re late, dipshit”- said Jazz.

But despite her anger for his tardiness the girl told him how grateful she is for his “service,” it was a word he didn’t like one bit but remain quiet as he follows her to the backside of the library. There he could only see Jazz's pink car parked near the wall, she told him that no one ever comes here at night, sometimes not even during the day.

“Your reward”- the girl continued as she handed him a small package. He looks at the small paper box which read, “Spartan duty,” the boy didn’t understand what she was implying with this so-called reward, but upon opening the box Gregor saw a string of multicolor plastic wrappings.

“Condoms?”- the boy asked as they reach the car.

“You’re a good man, and you’ve been a good friend to me, so here’s your reward… enjoy her”- Jazz said as she opens her car door. The back seat of her car could be pulled down making it completely flat, just like a bed, but what lay on it was what caught Gregor’s eyes, a slumbering Sam's place over a white sheet.

“Text me when you’re done, I’ll be in the café across the street”- Jazz said leaving Gregor alone with an unconscious Sam.

As she waits in the café, Jazz sits in the far corner where she enjoys a large mochaccino and some chocolate cake while watching Gregor go at Sam like a mad dog through her phone. She had hidden one of her father’s recently made anti-ghost cameras that unsurprisingly also works like a regular camera.

“You really are an idiot”- Jazz said as she records the event.

To be continued.
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