Chris was yawning as he watched the Kenyan sun set in the horizon. The work he was doing here was good, so good, but it certainly made him tired.

He was nearing the close of his first week in Africa, and it all seemed surreal. He'd done much, met so many people- in fact, a pretty girl- younger than me but still definitely older than Anya- lingered to my left. She noticed him looking and gave him a smile. "New here?"

"What gave me away?"

"You still have that overwhelmed look. How long have you been volunteering?"

"Just this week."

She smiled and nodded. "I barely even remember my first week here. I was kind of in a haze."

"What about you? You look a bit young to be a doctor, but you talk like an old pro."

"Doctor? Nah. I'm kind of a drifter; you know, just a helping hand wherever I'm needed. I came right out of high school."

"Oh. I'm with Doctors Without Borders. What brought you here?"

"You could say that high school was a... bit of a rough time for me."

"Isn't it always?"

"Yeah, well, I had some pretty hard times. It was nice to get away from it all and get my life back on track. A second chance, you know?"

"Must be nice. I kind of made a mess by leaving."

"Family?"

"Girl."

"Ah. Been there, done that. But there's a lot of distance between Kenya and Canada. I got over my boyfriend within the month."

"But this girl was... hung up on me, to say the least."

"I understand. My ex-boyfriend and I went through a lot together. I was really guilty at first, but there's something kind of magical about doing something so important in such a special place. You're kept busy and before you know it, when you look back, all you can do is think about how much you've learned about life."

"Not to be rude, but you sound like a self-help book."

She grinned. "Maybe. But if you don't find yourself here, you won't find yourself anywhere."

"I hope so," he sighed as he watched the last of the light drain from the sky. She rolled her eyes and finally closed the distance between them. She sat on the ground and patted the dirt next to her, gesturing for him to sit next to her. He did.

"Okay. What's the drama?"

"What?"

"You're so gloomy. Don't you trust me?"

"Maybe it worked for you, but you came here looking for a fresh start. What if I can't leave my past behind?"

"What could be so bad?"

Should he tell her? They'd just met, but they'd sort of connected, right? "I'm twenty-six. I met this really great girl, but she was only seventeen."

"Yikes. Did you get caught? Did her parents press charges?"

"Well, we decided to wait the two months until she turned eighteen and then start a relationship."

"That doesn't sound too bad."

"I made her wait two months, then I dropped the news that I was leaving the continent. On her birthday!"

Her mouth twisted into a sad half-smile. "She'll move on. She was still in high school- she's barely lived yet."

These words finally stuck with him. "I guess you're right. She'll find someone new. She's going to Toronto University, or, or... she could still find a nice guy at Degrassi."

The girl did a double take at this. "Degrassi? That's where she goes?"

"Yeah, is that a problem?"

"No, it's just that I went there too!"

"No kidding? You didn't know a girl named Anya Macpherson by any chance?"

"No, I don't think so. Did she ever mention a Darcy Edwards?"

"No..."

"Oh. Shame."

A/N: Yeah, I know they probably wouldn't meet, but I thought it was kind of funny that Degrassi's using Kenya as a dumping ground for their unwanted characters XD. The point is that you can always find a brighter future, but sometimes the past crops up in unexpected ways. Review!