Deticated to Cheerin4Danny because she's always inqiring after me, half to see if I'm still alive, half to see if I'm going to write more. :hug: Thanx hon.


Jazz went to school the next day feeling worried, overwhelmed and almost totally unsure of herself. She hadn't felt like this since her first day of high school...and then it had only lasted a few hours at the most. Many of her friends inquired after her, but what could she tell them? She was filling in for her little brother who happened to be a super hero? She had suddenly turned into a half ghost? Maybe if this would have happened to her personally she would have told some of her closer friends...but if she told them now, she'd eventually end up telling them about Danny...and the last thing she wanted to do was expose "Inviso-bill".

"Hey Marta," Jazz tapped her friend on the shoulder, "I need some time alone today, so I'm going outside." The dark haired girl nodded worriedly, but didn't pursue the matter. Considering the fact that she already had asked earlier that morning, she knew Jazz would tell her when she felt like it. "Thanks," Jazz said with a smile, and walked out of the cafeteria doors, not noticing Sam and Tucker looking after her.

"Is it just me, or is this the most depressed she's ever been?" Tucker asked Sam.

Sam sighed. "Yeah. I'm just glad it isn't spirit week again. She would have fit right in."

"If it has something to do with Danny, maybe we can help," Tucker suggested. Sam nodded and they followed the red-haired 16-year-old to one of the few tables set up outside the school.

"Hey Jazz," Sam started uncertainly.

"Hi," she answered without turning to meet them. Tucker stepped forward to say something, but Jazz stood up before he could. The two teens stepped back at her sudden movement, and she looked over her shoulder at them. "Follow me." She said the words with her normal authority, but an unusual pleading tone crept its way into the phrase, surprising the other two even more. She turned and walked towards the side of the school without another word, and, with a shrug, the Goth girl and techo-geek followed.

She turned down an enclosed alley and out of view. When they reached the same point, she turned and faced them with folded arms. "Stand there please," she nodded at the two. They stopped in their tracks, unknowingly blocking the entrance from any prying eyes..

"I stopped by your house last night," Sam said carefully.

Tucker piped up. "Me too. What–"

"Let me show you what happened," in a very un-Jazz like manner, she interrupted the dark skinned boy. The two stared at her, unsure of what to make of her sudden change of personality. Those looks quickly melted into absolute shock as two blue rings appeared around her waist, and separated to leave a blue-haired ghost standing in front of them. "Yeah," Jazz sighed, her voice echoing slightly. "That was our reaction too." She changed back as her brothers friends continued to gape and blink at her. Finally she stood before them as a normal person, but they continued to stand there with their jaws hanging open, until Tucker suddenly fell forward.

"Tucker! What happened?" Jazz asked worriedly.

"Oh," Sam managed to say through her own utter surprise. "He probably fainted."

"So," Sam and Tucker had followed Jazz back to the table, where she sat dejectedly with her head in her hands. Tucker happily finished the lunch she vowed she didn't want, while Sam summed up the situation. "That machine just gave you his powers?"

Jazz sighed. "And a few personality traits."

"That explains a lot," Tucker said around a mouthful of food.

"And," Sam continued, "we need to find out if it's going to continue to hurt him, but you don't want us to talk to your parents in case they get suspicious."

Jazz nodded. "It's still his secret. I can't simply give it away until I know that he's not going to get them back."

"I'm sure I can get ahold of another expert," Sam tapped her chin thoughtfully.

"Great," the older teen already looked relieved. "Call me as soon as you have anything."

"Right," the Goth grinned. "I'll go start right now." Sam nodded with a smile.

"What about me?" Tucker asked.

Sam turned and looked over her shoulder. "I'm gonna need your PDA and your help." She rolled her eyes as if to say "DUH". "Make sure you have your cell phone, Jazz. I'll call you ASAP."

"Thanks guys," Jazz said with a smile touching her lips.

"That's more like the Jazz we know," Sam smiled back and dragged Tucker (still eating fries) into the school behind her.


Think it took me long enough? Let me tell you though, reviews do help. I had a lot of homework this week...sigh

ChineseIsGreek2Me: Don't worry, I plan on finishing this one, and at least three others in this series alone.

Kraven the Hunter: Bad in a big way...oh yes. Yes indeed. Still not for about two chapters...gotta build up the suspense, right? ;)

A lotof you are finding connections from the hints I'm dropping, and I love it! Please, keep guessing! Many of you are on the right track!