Chapter 8: Jazz
Jazz Fenton made her way throught the Waiting room and fast walked towards Danny's hospital bedroom. She put her hand over her mouth when she saw him. She looked around the hospital room. It seemed like somebody was watching her. She galnced around. I'm just scaring myself, she thought. She grabbed the white rolly chair and pulled it away from Danny's bed, sat down and hummed. She was kind of nervous. Not knowing what to say or how to react. Pull your self together, Jazz, she thought, you do theapry sessions with kids that have emotional issues all the time. Your souposed to know how to react, how to feel, and what tosay. The red haired girl went over sessions in her mind. She talkedto herself as a thepary student. She gave herself a session. What's your name? Jazz FentonHow do you feel now? Bad enough to blame myself. You just need to open up! What? To who? Calm down, calm down. Close your eyes. Um...okay. Now look at your brother. I can't do it. I just cant. In all she was sort of stunned that this all happened, to her brother for that matter! She scratched her head thinking about the situation. And the feel of the room.Like everybody else she thought this whole thing didn't belong…except she knew his secret.
Jazz's POV:
I coved my mouth just in case I didn't breath and cause any more of a disease. The nurse closed the door and left me alone. "Don't worry, Danny that ghost was stupid!" I say out loud.
I pause and put my hand on Danny's forehead. He is sweating like crazy. I tell him to stop sweating, like if I said it out loud, he might hear me. He moans again. I quickly cover my ears. This is making me to emotional. My poor baby brother. I always wondered what happened the night of the accident. I just remember Danny coming up stairs rubbing his head. He was freaked. I heard him in his room that night. All sorts of crashes and bangs. Oh, I thought, that's why I saw him one second and then he disapeared another. I rubbed my head. Did it really take me that long to figure out? HA! The night of the accident, I couldn't sleep. I admit, I was worried about him. But I thought, maybe, possibly, he was going through physiological conditions. That's why later I asked for Ms. Spectra to come to the school. That was a big huge mistake.
Well, at least I know now where the crashes were coming from.
And not to mention Danny's odd behavior.
But as I looked at my brother, then, I was ashamed to think that I shouldn't have told anybody about his powers. Maybe I should tell somebody now. Then they would know what really happened to poor Danny. I slowly made a list of good and bad things that would come out of telling people Danny's secret. Then, I decide against it. Danny had hidden it for a reason. And I was going to be as responsible as I can get not to tell anybody about this. I sighed. This wasn't even supposed to happen. How could this happen? I felt as if it was my fault. No. I told myself out loud. He would not want you to say anything. Danny moans.
Dreams. It's amazing how we have them. The nurse said that Danny's dreams were probably about what happened. Did he remember being pushed off that building? I finger cords attached to Danny's arms. This seemed wrong. I wanted to pull the cords off of his body. But I knew I shouldn't. Jazz, I thought to myself, get a grip okay?
I look at Danny. "I'm sorry." I said. Then I started babbling. Which I have to admit, is sometimes what I do best. "You're going to be okay, okay?" There were piles of cards stacked on Danny's end table by the bed. I pick one up. This one is from mom and dad. They were allowed to come in here before anybody. It's cute, if it weren't for Dad's drawing. Jack Fenton, I thought to myself, your odd. It was a drawing of him standing on a ghost. Underneath it my dad wrote. Danny, I'll get that ghost.
At least Dad's still Dad. That makes me think happier. Then there were chocolates. Those were from mom. The rest of the cards were from some people I didn't know. I spotted one card on the table. Kwan wrote Danny a card?
Kwan, I remember him. He hangs around Dash. Dash isn't very kind to Danny from what I've seen. Take the time he was having a party for instence. He was mean to my brother and then asked me out. How pathetic. Danny went to the party though, I think he came home early though. I wonder what went on there. He didn;t seem to happy that night. I think back to the night Danny was zapped by the ghost portal. At school a few weeks later, I remember a ghost comming to our school, sort of. This all explained why Danny's grades were slipping, why he was getting in so much trouble, and why he can see right through people (Ha! That was a joke. But not entirely untrue. Danny had good judgement on people.) But I still don't know what he has out for Vlad. Besides the fact that the guy trys to hit on mom and doesn't forgive Dad about something that happeded years past, he seemed okay. Danny's moaning snapped me to the real world and the hospital room in front of me.
"It's sick in here!" I said. "Why is it so dark too?" I noticed the light was on, but it was dimmed. So the room was a gold color. Now everything didn't mix.
For a while I stand there holding Danny's hand. "I never knew being a ghost was all that hard." "What?" I saw Sam jump up from the couch pointing at me. "What did you just say?"
Candy- Please tell me if you think Sam should fin out that Jazz knows Danny is a ghost by reviewing. Thanks! Oh and thanks you guys for reviewing so far! I hope you enjoyed this cahpter. The next chapter is going to be the rest of Jazz with Danny and her talking to Sam. Then I'm going to do I think what's happening in the waiting room. Please please review, thanks!