This is based on something that happened to me today. Of course, I added a little more awkward drama, but… you'll get it when you read it.

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12. Sweet revenge

It was a sunny Monday morning, pretty early for anyone to wake up. Jazz slept on her room deeply, she had fallen asleep reading a book at three am in the morning. It was five thirty and her mother, Maddie came to her room quietly. She called her name gently making Jazz open her eyes slowly.

She looked at the clock and yawned. "Mom? What's wrong?"

Maddie smiled and answered in barely a whisper. "Your dad got a new job offer yesterday and already left. I'm lonely and your brother would probably kick me out of his room at this hour." She saw Jazz smile faintly even though she was thinking the same thing. She was a little cranky. "I was wondering if you wanted to go to the living room with me."

Jazz shrugged as she sleepily made her way downstairs, tripping a few times. She looked outside the window, it was still dark. At least dark for another two hours of sleep. They sat on the couch and started talking when suddenly Maddie heard a soft bark from the kitchen. Jazz was a little confused, they didn't have a dog, at least that she knew of…

"Sweetie, I found this puppy on the front door earlier… she looked adorable so I bathed her and well, if you want you can keep it." Maddie saw the wide smile that spread across Jazz's face. "I know you and Danny always wanted a puppy."

The little puppy jumped to the couch and right into Jazz's lap. She licked her hands gently which captivated her heart. She scratched behind the little dog's ear softly. "Hmmm… you're a girl! I should call you… Alanis…?"

"Where did you hear that name dear? It's pretty!" Maddie said happily.

She shrugged. "A little girl from a movie. I liked the name!" Her mom smiled gently and petted Alanis' head.

They sat on the couch, well, Maddie did. Jazz laid down with the doggy on her arms brushing her fingers on her back. Without anyone noticing, she was asleep. In about an hour later she woke up to find the little dog close to fall of the sofa. She grabbed it quickly and waved a finger at it.

"Naughty dog… a cute one." She looked up to stare at her mom that was watching the movies. She was still a little sleepy so she didn't notice that she was daydreaming about collage or something like that. She was interrupted by Maddie. "What?"

"Go and brush your teeth. I think you're a little old to know that already." She said a little bitterly.

Jazz was surprised but went to the bathroom and came out minutes later. She sat beside her mom to talk some more but she glared at her. "Change your clothes! Do I have to tell you everything?"

Jazz immediately stood up and ran up the stairs, afraid of this outrage. She came down later with her ordinary day clothes; a black blouse with teal blue pants and headband. She sat down again and looked out the window. It was sunny, too sunny. The sun rays reflected on the window so she looked away quickly, it burned.

"You know what? You should buy some new clothes." Her mom said quietly, more to herself that to Jazz. Jazz felt weird, her mom never complained about this before.

"I like them but maybe I should." She sighed.

They stayed in silence for a while. Suddenly her mom picked the phone and dialed the vet's number. She passed the phone to Jazz waiting for her to talk.

"What? What do I do with this?" She looked at the phone confusedly.

"Talk to the secretary and make an appointment for next week; we're taking the dog there." She said placing the phone on her hands.

"Why don't you do it?" She asked looking at the phone.

She frowned a little. "I want you to learn to communicate through this." She picked back the phone and pressed a button to hang up. "You never talk to make appointments or anything formal, you should practice."

Jazz made an angry face. She hated when she was bossed around but took the phone and did what she was told. The little pooch barked happily beside her.

"I made you some coffee. It's in the kitchen." Her mom said pointing to it. "It's cold, heat it up."

"I know what to do when its cold." She muttered under her breath.

She came back with the hot cup on her hand and looked at Maddie sadly. "Mom, are you okay?"

"Yes dear." She said normally. "Why do you ask?"

"No reason." Jazz said casually too.

They talked for a while about Valerie, she had moved in a week ago and they just met yesterday. Suddenly Jazz got all sad. Her mom asked what was wrong but she said that it was nothing. Maddie insisted but Jazz said that she didn't know what she was talking about. After a few minutes of arguing, Jazz climbed the stairs angrily and closed the door behind her. She knew what was wrong, she was jealous. Jealous because she knew that Tucker, her brother's best friend liked her. Jazz was possessive and she had a crush on Tucker for what seemed to be years. A new girl shows up and steals her men? No, she won't let that happen.

She sits on the bed and looks at herself in the mirror. Tears start to fall unwillingly. Her self esteem probably fell lower than anyone could imagine. No one knew that she had started a diet about a week ago; she thought that she was fat. She hated her hair color, she wanted to be blond. Her eyes, she wanted to have them green. Her teeth weren't shinny enough.

Her fingernails where weak and broke over nothing. She had a small chest, and a big tummy. Her legs started fat as two hams and ended as two toothpicks. Her feet where a little big, blame Jack and it troubled her. There probably wasn't a single part of herself that she didn't hate, all because of some pants.

When she went to change earlier, she saw some black pants that used to fit her nicely. She loved to wear those pants with a blue blouse. She tried to put them on this morning but they didn't close properly. She freaked out. She was getting fatter! She sat on her bed and cried loudly, making both Danny and Maddie dash into her room.

"What's wrong!?" They yelled in unison worriedly.

Jazz sobbed. "I-I'm FAT!!!"

They looked at each other and Danny walked up to her. "What are you talking about? You're almost as skinny as Sam! And she's an ultra-recycle vegetarian!"

"Dear, why do you say that you're fat?" Maddie asked softly.

Jazz pointed to the pants in tears. "They don't… don't fit anymore. They're tighter than usual!"

They thought for a moment and Danny bursted in laughter when he realized something. "Jazz, my clothes are tighter too! I noticed that my shirt kept squeezing me to death."

Maddie smiled. "The jumpsuit I was going to wear today was too small too!"

Jazz was confused for a while. "Have we all gained weight?"

"No. The laundry must have shrunk the clothes dear." Maddie laughed while seeing her daughter's face relax.

"Since when do you care about being fat? Anyone special you want to look good to?" Danny teased.

"…Maybe…" She sighed making him smile.

"I'm going to the kitchen, be right back!" Maddie said as she walked to the door noticing that this might be a brother-sister moment.

"Who's the lucky fellow?" He asked smiling.

She sighed. "I can't tell you. You'll get mad or laugh at me."

"What? I would never laugh at you." She raised an eyebrow and Danny raised his hands. "Okay, at something like this."

He sat beside her and looked at her. She had been acting weird lately and well, she's been eating less and doing more exercise.

"You know him well." Was the only thing she said and Danny nodded. "He's… you're friend. Your best friend."

"You like… TUCKER!?" He asked surprised. She nodded and he let his mouth hang open. "Wow, those are news. I got to tell you something…"

"What?" She asked curiously.

"H-He likes you too." He said and walked out of the room leaving a confused but happy Jazz smiling.

"He likes me? He likes me!" She yelled while jumping on the bed.

She stopped when she fell head first to the hard floor. Beside her fell the horrible pants that ruined her morning. She smiled evilly as she looked for killer tools. In a minute or so she had everything she needed. She picked the pants up and ran down the stairs. With the scissors she cut them into little pieces and then burned them into ashes. Then she picked up an ecto-gun and fired until the pants where only a distant memory.

She smiled. "Sweet revenge."

The real thing was only the pant thing so... yeah... I gotta go fight mutant cows and pig ninjas in Chicago. Bye!