Hi!

This is my second story I've posted on here, so please read it and tell me what you think!

WARNING!: I'm a big slash and femslash fan, so you'll be seeing lots of it in this story.

The couples so far are:

EmberxJazz(Duh)

DannyxVlad/Sam(Poor confused Danny. I'll probably have a vote on this one)

ValeriexDani

Tuckerx...(Okay, this needs a vote, too. Straight or slash.)

Onesided! PaulinaxStar (Poor Star. ;_;)

And there might be others if I can think of more.

DISCLAIMER: Be glad I don't own Danny Phantom. If I did...Well, they wouldn't even air it.

~~ExJ~~

Jazz Fenton had come to a conclusion one afternoon in the school bathroom: Ember Mclain was a downright, unbearable bitch.

The irritated red-head unsuccessfully tried to get the remaining bits of spaghetti out of her hair. It was all that delequent's fault! Starting a food fight during lunch period! Jazz tried to be understanding(because after all, she did pride herself into becoming a future psychologist, and that required being patient with hard-to-handle people), but that girl was unbelievable! She broke all school rules, disrupted the class(if she even bothered to show up), and didn't care one bit about other's feelings. In the back of her mind, Jazz remebered the time that Ember broke up with her boyfriend infront of everybody. If that wasn't embarassing enough for the poor guy, the girl ranted about 'how he always sucked at kissing, and don't even get her started of how he was in bed-ugh!'

Jazz sighed and gave up on trying to make her appearance any better. She would just have to jump in the shower as soon as she got home. Washing her hands for the final time-darn that small OCD of her's-she picked up her bag and left the bathroom. Venturing her way down the hallway, she ran into one of her teachers.

"Oh, hello there, Jasmine." Mrs. Cordell always had a soft spot for her, but that's understandable when it comes to one of the only students who actually paid attention, got good grades, and had respect for the school and its staff.

The lady took one glance at Jazz and her smile turn into a grimace, "Got caught up in that...'event' in the cafeteria?"

Jazz nodded but remembered it was more polite to say, "Yes, ma'am. It's not too bad, though. Some of the other kids got it way worse."

The brunette woman chuckled, wrinkles around her eyes and mouth showing. Even though the teacher was growing older, she still had that natural beauty that seem to get even better with age.

"Jasmine, I hate to ask you of this, but I'm in need of a big favor." Mrs. Cordell's question brought Jazz to immediate attention.

"Anything for you, ma'am." She replied.

The woman looked a little guilty, "I'm in charge of the detention this week, but there's a lot of papers I have to grade, and I would really appreciate the extra help. Would you be willing to stay after school tomorrow and help me grade papers while I'm giving detention? You're the only student I'd trust to ask. It'll be extra credit."

The words 'extra credit' sealed the deal for Jazz, "Of course, I would be glad to help you."

"Thank you so much, dear! Just come to my classroom when school's over tomorrow." Mrs. Cordell then continued to walk past the teen, heading to wherever she needed to be.

Jazz looked after her for a moment before deciding to go home. Her parents would understand if she called and told them what happened.

~~ExJ~~

When Jazz entered the office, she walked up the lady at the desk, "I need to call home, please."

The woman quickly glanced over her food covered body and curtly nodded. Jazz picked up the phone and dialed home. After a few rings, she heard the booming voice of her father,

"FENTON RESIDENCE! Got any ghosts that need to be taken care of?"

Ghosts. That is what her family business was about. Jazz personally didn't believe in anything as ridiculous as ghosts, but it would hurt her parents' feelings if they knew, so she kept her thoughts to herself.

"Dad, it's me."

"Jazzy! What's wrong, Hun? Is it a ghost attack?!"

"*sigh* NO, Dad. There was a food fight and I'm covered with spaghetti and stuff which I don't even know the name of. Can you or Mom come pick me up?"

"Sure, Sweetie! We'll be there soon!"

After that, she heard a click, which meant her dad hung up the phone. Jazz suddenly wished it was her mom who answered instead. It was a possibility that her dad would forget. He had the memory equivalent to a goldfish.

Her shoulders slumped. She jumped, though, when she heard an obnoxious laugh behind her. Turning around, she almost groaned aloud when she saw the all-too-familiar figure.

Pale white skin that Jazz was sure was unhealthy, dyed blue hair set in a ponytail, makeup that could belong to a wanna-be Kiss fan, and an outfit that had to be inappropriate for school- Ember Mclain sat there in a chair in an unladylike like way, which would normally be intimidating ..if it weren't for the squashed food that practically decorated her.

"That joke of a father of your's giving you problems, sweet cheeks?" Ember smirked at her.

Jazz felt anger swell up inside of her. Yes, she knew her father was obnoxious. Anyone with a brain could see that. But that didn't give this jerk the right to insult him. Jazz would never admit it out loud, but she loved her family more than anything. Her annoying father, her clueless mother, and her clumsy brother-she would sacrifice anything for them. So it was understandable why she would get so worked up over anyone ever saying something bad about any of them.

She gave the coldest glare she could muster. No matter how mad she was, she couldn't get in a physical fight for multiple reasons. Mainly it was because it could go on her permanent record. Yeah, that was it. It's not like she was scared since it was obvious Ember could beat the crap out of her. Nope. Not at all.

"Oooh, that's such a scary look! I'm shivering in my boots." The sarcasm dripped from the rebel's lips. It was clear that she found Jazz's non-verbal threat amusing.

Said girl merely decided to ignore her, and sat at the farthest seat from Ember. She would simply just have to put up with her taunts until her parents arrived.

After a few minutes, there was a rustle of clothing and-

...

Oh. My. God. Did she just- Jazz turned her head. She did.

Ember had sensed the bookworm's discomfort and had actually moved seats to where she sat right next Jazz just to irritate her further. The dysfunctional teen only rested her elbow on the arm of the chair, settled her head on her hand and smirked at her in that all-knowing way.

"Soooooo-..." Ember started.

"UGH!" Jazz rubbed between her eyes. This girl gave her such a headache!

Ember only laughed again, "You are such a riot!"

"I'm glad you find my pain amusing."

"Seriously, stiff people like you need more fun in their life!"

Jazz gave her an offended look, "I am not stiff! Just because I'm not an animal like you doesn't mean I don't know how to have fun!"

Ember narrowed her eyes, "I'm an animal huh? I guess I can't disagree with that, but at least I'm not some brainless follower who needs every adult's approval of her."

"Funny how you say I'm brainless. Remind me again, who was the one who failed two years in a row?"

Ember growled at her, but before she argue any more, the office door busted open. Jack Fenton proudly presented himself.

"JAZZY!" He yelled before he ran over to her and trapped her in one of his bear hugs. It was like he didn't care about the food that got on him. She heard Ember chuckling next to her.

"Let's get you home!"

"Dad, you have to sign me out first." The suffocated girl managed to say.

"Oh, right!"

After her father checked her out at the sign-out sheet, he grabbed her hand and dragged her out the office. Before they got out the door, Jazz managed to look back at Ember whose eyes were trained on her. They gave off a belittling stare, like she thought Jazz would be never worth her time. Jazz was able to give the same stare right back at her. Like she would ever waste her time on someone like that. Future psychologist or not.

The door shut, and the heated stare ended.

~~ExJ~~

A/N: Okay, so what did you guys think? I really like this couple, and I hope this gives other people ideas for these two.

Please review and give criticism if you can! I want to improve on my writing!