Hey guys, I'm really pissed because I just lost my chapter to this story and now I have to start all over again! Oh my gosh! Sorry, I hate having to do the same story over again. Review please!!

Jazz and I were in the top room on the left. It was the room where we always slept, the one with the bunk beds. My sister slept on the top, because I always peed on the bed. Although, she could still smell the pee at night, which really pissed her off.

The only thing I didn't like about visiting Aunt Sally was hearing Jazz complain... again. It was like the continuation of the Blab Monster.

"I can't believe I have to stay with Aunt Sally. She treats me like a child," complained Jazz.

"I don't mind her treating me like a child," I said.

"That's because you're eleven. You are a child," glared Jazz.

"Whatever," I muttered.

Mom came into the room with that smile on her face that I could never understand. She always would come with that same smile. It was like a curse or something. Although, my friends say I have it too.

"Listen kids, you're gonna have to wake up in the morning and go with Aunt Sally to her job at the World Trade Center while your father and I go to Olive Garden," told Maddie.

"Mom, do we have to," whined Jazz, "Aunt Sally treats me like a child and I am so not a child."

"Jazz, I know Sally maybe strange, but she's your aunt and she isn't gonna live very long," told Maddie.

"But she's freakin' 48 years old, what'd make you think she'll live shorter. Most people die when their between their 80's or 90's and she never smokes nor has any cancer," said Jazz.

"Honey, just give her a chance, you might like it at the Twin Towers," told Maddie.

"Fine, I'll go, but I won't like it," grumped Jazz as I ignored her and played my Game Boy in Color. I don't believe you can find those anymore.

I was playing Donkey Kong, you know, the game where Donkey Kong kidnaps the princess and Mario has to save her. Every level is pretty much the same. You go through a round of barrals, walls, fish, and water and try to get the key to open the door before time runs out. You have three lives. I believe I was at the Tower Level at this time.

Mom left the room as Jazz glared, sighed, then looked at me with those complaining eyes.

"If I smell pee tonight, I'm blaming everything on you," said Jazz as I ignored her, playing my game.

That night, I dreamt about flying in outer space and going to a planet. I met some aliens and ate cheese.

My Aunt Sally woke Jazz and I up as if it was time for school with this weird song she always sung whenever it was time for us to wake up.

"It's time to wake up today, the clock is ticking away, no more prying in bed, wake up you sleepy head," sung Aunt Sally.

"Do you have to sing that stupid song every time?" Complained Jazz again.

"It's time to wake up, Jasmine. I've got oatmeal," smiled Aunt Sally.

"Ugh!" Moaned Jazz.

It was only a matter of time before my sister finally woke up. I think it was the smell of my pee or the fact I called her lazy bones. I really don't know.

Jazz and I ate oatmeal, which was Aunt Sally's favorite breakfast. I loved oatmeal too.

After we ate, we went into the car and Aunt Sally drove on her way to her job at the first Twin Tower that was hit by the plane.

I was playing with my Game Boy while Jazz was sitting there with a grumpy face like she always has whenever she goes to Aunt Sally's.

Jazz never liked seeing Aunt Sally for some reason. She was so embarrassed to even invite her friends to see her. She made excuses why they couldn't go to her house. I always invited Sam and Tucker to see Aunt Sally, but Jazz would rather eat bugs then have her friends see Aunt Sally.

"You're gonna love my new job, I have my own office, a great view, and . . ." said Aunt Sally with the biggest grin that reminded me of Dad's.

"Aunt Sally, I don't wanna hear about your 'new job' my life is already ruined because of Danny's peeing bath," glared Jazz.

"Be nice Jazz and you're gonna love it, you'll see," grinned Aunt Sally.

"Yeah right, the twin towers remind me of two Danny's," said Jazz.

"That'd be cool," I smiled.

"Jazz, just give this a try. You might find adventures," said Aunt Sally as Jazz sighed and I continued to play my Game Boy.

"Are we there yet?" I asked impatiently.

"Almost," grinned Aunt Sally.

We finally made it and Aunt Sally parked her car.

We all went inside the first Twin Towers.

The whole place was big, there were a lot of people in there if I can remember. It was like a mall or something. Only it was more fancy and it was like who knows how tall. For somebody who was eleven, this was the coolest thing in their lives.

"It's big," I said in amazement.

"You're a dork," glared Jazz.

"I need you kids to be nice. We're gonna go to my office job," told Aunt Sally as we went inside the elevator.

"There are a lot of floors," I said.

"This is a very tall building," explained Aunt Sally.

"Cool," I smiled as I could hear Jazz sigh.

We finally walked across the halls and saw the offices. There were computers everywhere and people talking on the phones.

Aunt Sally went to her section, which was her office. There was a computer, a picture of her and Dad when they were in collage, and Aunt Sally, Jazz, and I. I remember that picture and will keep it in my heart.

"There's Jazz and I!" I said excitedly.

"And me, you can keep this," told Aunt Sally as she gave the picture to me. It's probably the only picture of her I'll ever have.

"This is cool, I can see the whole city from here," I smiled, looking at the sights.

"I'm glad you like it, what about you Jazz?" Asked Aunt Sally.

"Whatever," glared Jazz as she sat on a chair with her arms crossed.

"I'll be right here if you need me," said Aunt Sally as I sat on a chair and spun myself around.

Jazz would never stop losing that grumpy mood of hers. I could never understand why she had to be so grumpy. The place was exciting and I could never get over the fact that I could see Aunt Sally's house from there.

Little did I know, this was the last time I would ever see this place again. It was 8:30, one hour and twenty-nine minutes before the crash. Jazz was tired and grumpy, I was playing with my game boy and turning the chair, and Aunt Sally was working on the computer.