"Ya huh." I smirked remembering their conversation. "So why did you set Jazz on fire?" She grinned, "And how did you manage to get expelled? And how do you know her?!" Sam gave me a crazy look and took off across the soccer field. "Only if you catch me!" She sang.
"So, Sam?" I started.
"What do you want?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound innocent while trying to figure out why.
"That's what you said when you were trying to figure out what Paulina did to me in third grade." Sam answered.
"Fine. Anyway, now I want to know how you knew Jazz."
"Well . . ." Sam started.
It was a warm day in the park. Eight-year-old Sam was telling off a boy for eating a meat sandwhich.
"You shouldn't do that." Said ten-year-old Jazz. She had long red hair and a teal dress on. She was carrying a thick book.
"Why not?" Sam asked, her eyes narrowing.
"Everyone is open to their own opinions." Jazz stated, sounding smart even then.
"Not if it's the wrong one." Sam said in a high sing-song voice.
"There is no wrong opinion." Jazz rebuttled.
"What about Hitler?" Sam threw back. Jazz was backed into a corner.
"He must have thought what he was doing was right." Jazz stammered.
"Yet, somewhere along the line, he must have seen what he was doing, what he had become. Came to terms with how wrong he was at the time of his death." Sam threw back.
"You're too smart." Jazz critsized.
"Not at all," Sam shrugged modestly, "You're just to stupid." The little girl ran away before Jazz could kill her for what she had said.
"No way!" I laughed. "You called Jazz Fenton stupid?"
"She didn't know who I was at the time, which is why she doesn't hate me, but yes. She ranted to me three years ago about 'a stupid little kid thinking she was stupid.'"
I laughed harder. "My hero." I managed to spit out between laughs and gasps for air.
"Damn right." Sam answered.
So, there you go, the Jazz story. The stuff in italics is where it was mentioned. Blah blah blah. Review if you want too, especially if you liked Pointless, which has now been finished! Huzzah!
I have some Danny Phantom summaries that I'm willing to hand out if anyone needs something to write. Just pm me. Ideas are appreciated, you'll get your credit. Complaints ignored unless it's in the form of constructive criticism. Reviews motivate me. Don't own. I hope some of you will check out my other fics.
Goodnight, Goodnight, Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say goodnight, till it be morrow.
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