Authors Note: Decided to try a new idea, something in the M category. If you guys like how it turns out I'll think of some more. If not, well it was unique and I got to try a new pairing that might have worked out.

Thanks guys, enjoy the story.

Phantom of the Asylum

-Chapter 1-

Jazz Fenton awoke from her sleep. She was thrilled about today, she was going to job shadow the school's newest faculty member, Penelope Spectra. Miss Spectra was the new therapist for Casper High, her job was to assist the "troubled teens" there and increase overall morale. Her records seemed perfect for such a young looking lady.

It was like a dream come true for the sixteen year old redhead. Jazz had aspired to be a psychologist ever since she was young. Now was her chance to see just what exactly her future would consist of.

Jazz looked through her closet...not much to really pick from. Anything daring seemed out...a pant suit or something like that might work. She wanted to dress to impress, but not appear that her looks were the only thing she cared about. It seemed that the simplest choices in her life even relied on psychology of some sort.

Dressed in her usual attire she set off to Casper High about a half hour early. After a short drive she arrived on school grounds and entered the building, heading towards Miss Spectra's office. Jazz had figured if she was early, it would make a good first impression and perhaps get a little one-on-one time with the therapist herself to ask a few questions she had.

Little did Jazz know there were a few facts about Miss Spectra that she never would have even guessed. Like the fact she was a spirit who thrived on misery of teens, knew that her bother was a halfa, and as she would soon learn the psychologist was actually bisexual and interested in her.

Penelope came to the school to feed off of teen misery, it was always like a spa treatment for her. But shortly after arriving she was informed a young junior by the name of Jazmine Fenton wanted to pursue a career in psychology and a job shadowing for a week might give her a lot of experience. She agreed, but secretly wanted to see what the teen looked like. A quick look through a yearbook in the office gave her the answer she wanted...young, thin, pretty, redheaded, and with a look of sheer innocence.

Spectra knew Jazz would have numerous questions about the career field, she had a few of her own for the girl. Maybe this week would prove to be interesting...

She knocked on the door and was a bit surprised to see a short old man telling her to come in.

"Have a seat Jazz. That's all for now Bertrand. I'd like to speak with Miss Fenton alone, come back when the bell rings." With that the strange man left.

Miss Spectra looked very professional. She wore a red jacket and matching skirt, her red hair was styled to be put up in two points. She also wore sunglasses, a bit odd but perhaps the lighting of the school gave her a headache.

"I'm guessing you have a few questions for me," she said. Jazz went on about where Miss Spectra went to college, was psychology her first career choice, whether or not it was a rewarding career field, more or less a predictable list of questions. She answered them all politely, keeping a few things in mind to ask Jazz.

"Alright Jazz, now I'll ask you a few questions. Why do you want to pursue psychology?"

"My family always had this thing with ghosts. I never got wrapped up in their work, trying to be the level headed one. I would read numerous books about how the human mind worked in an attempt to see why they were so fascinated by ghosts. Over time I started thinking things through a bit more and saw psychology as a way to continue finding out just why people do certain things and maybe even help people."

"I see. Now it might seem a bit personal, but are you in a relationship currently? If we're going to work together for a week we might as well get to know each other."

"Well, no. A few guys have tried to ask me out, but I always say no. If you don't mind me asking, was that your husband or assistant in here earlier?"

"Assistant. He always hits on me...ugh, men. A one track mind it seems once they're in their teens."

"Agreed. Sometimes even I wonder where my brother Danny's head is sometimes. He's head over heels in love with this girl named Paulina, but his childhood friend Sam really likes him. Most men are obsessed with just looks I guess."

'Hm...she seems to have a mild dislike of men herself. I wonder how deep this runs,' Penelope thought. She was going to make Jazz hers soon enough...

"Well Jazz we have some appointments today. Mr. Lancer wants us to cover his freshman English class. But we can talk after school if you like."

"That sounds great Miss Spectra."

As if on cue, the bell rang and Bertrand returned. He just stood there mostly letting students in and out.

The day went by fast. Penelope and Jazz saw quite a few familiar faces, including Danny and his friends. After the final bell, Jazz retuned to the office. She noticed Bertrand leaving.

"Hello Miss Spectra. Today was great, I think I learned quite a bit today. Did you see what I meant by Danny being oblivious to Sam just to go after Paulina?"

"Please Jazz, we're out of school now and two mature adults. Call me Penelope. And have a seat on my desk here next to me. No reason to be quite so formal now that we're just speaking person to person," she said and moved to sit on her desk crossed legged. She noticed Jazz staring at her legs, her eyes seemed to go up and down Penelope's body.

"Um...ok Penelope," Jazz said and took a seat next to her.

"And yes I did. Paulina seems quite...shallow though so Danny's hopes will probably be shattered and Sam might be there to pick up the pieces. Or Danny will learn a lesson that Sam won't always be there for him."

"I agree. Every time I try to ask him why he won't ask Sam out he goes on about how it's none of my business. I just don't want him to get hurt."

"Jazz, you're a sweet girl for protecting your brother like that, but people just have to learn some things the hard way. Some people can become aware of a situation and make a choice that may not seem right, but is the better option. In this case, your brother forgetting about Paulina and going with Sam," she said while putting her arm around Jazz's shoulders. Both in an attempt to comfort the girl and make physical contact. She slowly pulled Jazz over to rest her head on her breast.

"I know. Danny just irritates me sometimes..."

"I can understand that. Jazz, is there anyone around the school you like?"

"No. The guys around here are either brain dead jocks or intelligent nerds. Neither are my type. But...I've had some...feelings lately. I really don't know how to say it."

"I'm a professional psychologist Jazz, keeping your mind clear is my job. I'm trained to handle all situations. Just say whatever you're feeling."

"Well I think I'm bisexual. I'm attracted to guys and girls. But people aren't understanding with matters like this, my parents might even reject me because of it."

"Tell me, when did these feelings start to surface?"

"About a year ago, when Danny started chasing Paulina. I looked at her and thought she was as beautiful as Danny saw her. I really didn't understand it. My parents had "the talk" with me before, but things under lesbian encounters weren't included. I had to look it up online. That's whenever I discovered my feelings might be normal. I never had anyone to speak to about this."

"In all honesty I know exactly what you mean. Remember how I said becoming aware of a situation early on? That's what I did. Back whenever I was in high school I went out with this guy who said he loved me. When I said no to having sex with him one night, he left me. The same thing happened twice more before I went to college. There my dorm mate was a bisexual herself and felt no shame in it. I told her about my past and irritation with men. She informed me of everything and how colleges were much more understanding with these sort of matters. One night though I asked her what it all was like to be, I was still a virgin in general. That night I realized just how caring and understanding other women can be, and that while I still was attracted to men in terms of physical looks, I am more into women."

Jazz turned her full attention to the woman who just gave her this information, just staring deeply into her eyes. She was speechless. Her mentor seemed so normal today, no different then her mother even. But now, she was a lesbian? Well, bisexual, but that didn't make a difference really. Someone who understood her, it was incredible. She decided to do something bold, perhaps even a mistake...

She kissed Penelope. At first Spectra had no idea what was going on, but quickly realized Jazz was seeing if it felt right. The two's small kissed turned into a fully passionate make out session. To Jazz, it was heaven.

"Mmm...Jazz, that was great. It's getting a bit late today and I don't want your parents to worry about you. We can pick this up again tomorrow at my place. Tell them I asked you to assist me with some paperwork."

"Ok. But I'm still a bit nervous."

"So was I during my first time. Finding someone you trust is a step in the right direction, especially someone who felt the same way. I would never do anything to hurt you."

"I trust you Penelope."

"Great! Then take a night to clear your head, come back here tomorrow, and we can have some true fun."

-End Chapter 1-

Jazz and Spectra? Yeah I thought it seemed weird at first too. Then thinking about it, the two were into psychology (Jazz understanding the human mind and Spectra to depress people). Penelope hates men and Jazz never was with someone who she wasn't trying to only psychoanalyze. So I saw some compatibility.

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