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Chapter 2; Thank You

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Jazz could honestly say that university was exhausting. The workload in high school didn't hold a candle to what she had to churn out these days. Back then, a B+ would have seen her reduced to tears, but now a passing mark would make her day. And let's not forget the job at the local Starbucks she had taken up to try and ease the pressure from her budget. Her parents had agreed to handle everything school-related, but that left her paying for everything else and anything extra that she wanted to buy.

More often than not, Jazz found her thoughts wondering back to her little brother. She wanted to stay with him longer, he was going through such a rough time, but Yale University was threatening to give her spot to another candidate. They had already reduced her full-ride scholarship by half because she had delayed leaving by six months. Yale had very limited spaces open and they were picky about who they chose to accept. In the end, Danny himself had to practically shove her out the door and tell her to stop worrying and that he'll be fine to get her to leave.

She tried really hard to talk with Danny every week, but university is incredibly demanding. No matter how much Jazz cared about her little brother, she had a tight schedule and her own education to worry about. In fact, Danny's call hadn't come in two weeks. Maybe he's handling things on his own and hadn't needed her help. She hoped so anyway.

Until she found an envelope, sitting innocuously on her desk.

The words on the front had quite clearly been written by her little brother,

Thank You Jazz

It was with caution and a strange dread boiling deep in her gut that she peeled opened the envelope.

Dear Jazz,

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I know I call you every week, but we never seem to talk like we used to. You're always rushing around, all I hear from you these days is;

Can we keep it quick, Danny? I've got a lecture in five minutes!

Listen, I really gotta go. Love ya, bye!

Is this important? I've got a paper I need to finish by tomorrow, so I'm really not in the mood.

I miss the talks we used to have. The days when we'd grin at each other behind mom and dad's backs whenever you show them some newspaper about Phantom's Daily Heroics. Those times we sat down together and I'd pretend I thought it was gross how you'd kiss me at the top of my head even though I knew you knew that I was pretending. Hell, I even miss those times you trapped me in the Fenton Thermos. You were there and you were doing your best to help. That should have been enough for me, but what did I do in thanks? I shouted at you in front of the entire school and got both of us in trouble with Plasmius.

I guess what they say is true. You don't know what you had 'till it's gone. And as bossy, overbearing, and annoying as you are, I knew you'd always be in my corner. That if I ever need anyone to talk to or confide in or spend time with, I only needed to ask. I didn't realize that I had taken you for granted until after you've left.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not blaming anything on you. I totally get that you need to leave this crazy ghost-obsessed family and find your own person … build your own life. And I get that you already put off the day long enough on the account of Sam and my break up. And I'm not trying to make you feel guilty … though you probably are feeling guilty by now... sorry. But please don't! It's not your fault! I pushed out out the door myself didn't I? i'm just too much of a baby to deal with my own problems and I guess I just really miss you and-

Ugh.

I should probably just start over, but I already scrapped, like, a bazillion notes.

Look, Jazz, what I'm trying to say is that I didn't realize how awesome of a sister you've been until now. And that I never even thanked you or anything. Sure, Tucker and Sam were always by my side. Tucker is so much better of a friend to me than I am to him and I am so lucky to have him at my side. And Sam? Sam's special... at least … I thought she was. And I've thanked those two so many times that they told me to stop.

But you? I honestly can't think of a single time I've said thank you to you. I hope this isn't too little too late and I hope you can forgive me for not coming to find you and telling you all this in person. It's just, my schedule is really busy too and it took a lot of finagling before I was able to fly over to your campus to deliver this.

So thank you. Thank you for keeping my secret. Thank you for always finding the time for me. Thank you for covering for me whenever I needed it. And most of all, thank you for being an amazing older sister.

Well, other than saying a long overdue thanks, I also have some requests. See, since Amity's ghost problem is dying down, I feel like I'm not as needed as I was before. I mean, what's the point of being a hero when there's no big bad ghosts to protect against? And to make matters worse, my obsession's going kind of wonky and it's hard keeping an image up for the public. So I'm asking you, please, I'm asking you to take care of Dani, if you ever find her. She's my twin sister, I guess you could say, and she's family to me. I already asked Valerie to do that but I'm not even sure if she'll read my note before tossing it. And I'm also asking you to have a talk with Mom and Dad. Don't let what I'm about to do break our family apart, you hear me? You're the only one I trust to keep this family together.

And keep an eye on Sam and Tucker too, if you get the chance. Don't let them blame themselves. I don't. And don't blame yourself either.

You're the mature one here, Jazz, I trust you to do what you need to.

Thank you for being someone I can rely on,

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Danny

Jazz pondered for a moment, wondering why the letter sounded so odd. She's never heard of Dani before in her life. Why didn't Danny tell her about someone he considers family? And why tell her now, of all times? Then it it her. Danny was saying good bye.

"Oh, little brother," Jazz stared at the handwritten letter, hoping, oh hoping with all her heart, that it wasn't the last message she'd ever get from Danny, "what have you gotten yourself into this time?"

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Monocheshaa; Ah, hehe, can't really say much without giving away the ending. *Whispers* Your computer screen is so doomed.

Edited: August 6th 2016, 5:17am (yup, still at it)