Jazzy was sitting on the roof of the high school watching everyone move on with there own lives. She did not have very many friends so did not know what it was like to always have something to do. Usually she stayed home trying to raise her younger brothers since her mother and "sperm donor" do such a wonderful job at that. 

She wondered what she should do. Sitting there was not going to keep her from the lingering thoughts of her home life. She climbed down off the school and began wandering the streets. She was wondering if out here she could even find happiness for herself. She always saw things fail and crumble around her...but she never seen anything actually work out like they do in those fairy tails.