63 months, 273 weeks, 1,917 days, 46,021 hours, 2,761,290 minutes, 165,677,400 seconds, five years and three months. For some this is plenty of time to accomplish things if you knew what you were trying to accomplish but that doesn't mean there weren't struggles. One graduation class brought two teen parents and a man that was willing to get married on a whim, another brought a former student council president with many opportunities turned into a recovering drug and alcohol addict, a chef with a rebellious nature, and a guitar teacher, another brought a struggling reporter, a sick celebrity, an elementary school teacher, a movie star, a mechanic, a cop, and one unsure. In a way it would be a miracle considering that any of them could remain friends, some did, but others were washed away but that doesn't mean they can never come back to the shore.

Randy Orton looked around quickly before heading into a school, he looked around at the small kids trying to not hit them as he walked past until he arrived in a classroom,

"Hey Randy," Torrie greeted him, "I'm glad you came."

"Lets make this quick Tor," Randy responded as he closed the classroom door and locked it, "I have to be at work in twenty minutes."

Torrie rolled her eyes, "Randy I have students that are waiting in the hall, including Paul and Stephanie's child, I really don't want to risk anyone finding out."

"That is the last thing I want Torrie, but I just needed to see if you were alright." Randy told her.

"I'm fine Randy I love that you check up on me like this and I'm glad you still care, I'm not over it Randy but I've come to terms with it." Torrie stated.

"Alright just call me if you need me." Randy said.

"Oh wait Randy, I do need you to take me on a ride, I love police cars." Torrie replied.

Randy smirked, "You got it, what are friends for?"

Torrie smiled, "Great, what time are you off work?"

"Five, so I guess I'll pick you up around six?" Randy asked.

Torrie grinned, "Don't be late.

"You lose your head, you lose your he-art
Fall apart, fall apart."

"That was great Maria," Victoria Varon, Maria's agent, told her.

"You think so?" Maria asked, "To be honest I wasn't that sure about it."

"Maria, this musical is supposed to be the next big thing," Victoria reminded her, "the character you are playing-"

"Is a witch named Alice, who is supposedly a sucker for love, I know Victoria you've told me everyday since I got the part." Maria pointed out.

"Maria you need to get out of the kiddie shows that you do now if you ever want to be considered a real actress," Victoria flipped her hair behind her back, "and after this movie is over I've got you in line to audition for a pilot."

"Victoria after the movie is over with I have to start planning." Maria stated.

"I can't believe I forgot about that!" Victoria blinked before turning back to Maria, "Don't let anything stop you from your plans."

"Really?" Maria asked.

"Really." Victoria agreed.

"So I can take a month off from acting after the movie?" Maria asked.

"Of course you can Maria, after all your wedding is supposed to be the happiest day of your life."

Trish walked into her apartment, well Lita and Adam's apartment, she had been staying in their guest room for a few days, while her place was being cleaned.

"Hey Trish," Adam greeted her as he paused the movie he had been watching.

"Hey Adam," Trish sighed as she took a place next to him, "I didn't get that job."

"Well if it makes you feel any better I got a lead in a movie." Adam said.

"Why would that make me feel any better?" Trish asked.

Adam shrugged, "I did something good."

"Well Adam why don't you go and tell Lita?" Trish asked.

"Because she's working at that stupid café with stupid Alex." Adam stated.

"Someone's jealous!" Trish teased him.

Adam rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of alcohol, "Want some?"

Trish stared at the bottle, she did want it, but she couldn't go out of control with it again, but one glass wouldn't hurt, would it? "Sure."

Jeff stared blankly at a computer, he had recently became a reporter for the popular magazine Crona D! and it was an opportunity of a lifetime but he was stuck.

"You got anything done dude?" Jeff's best friend and roommate Gregory Holms asked.

"No, but it isn't helping that you keep talking." Jeff growled.

"Fine, can I watch television?" Gregory asked.

"Fine." Jeff said.

Gregory smiled and turned on the television, "Hey that Popper Parton show is on!"

"Isn't that some kiddie tv show?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah but the main girl is hot, her name is Maria Kanellis." Gregory said.

Jeff spun his chair around, "What?"

"Yeah, she's our age, what I wouldn't do to get a piece of-"

"Shut up!" Jeff interrupted him, "I know her."

"You know her?" Gregory asked, "Could you hook us up?"

"I haven't talked to her since my high school graduation." Jeff told him.

"What did you say?" Gregory asked.

Jeff didn't say anything as he placed his lips on Maria's and gave her a soft kiss, "I'm sorry I had to do that."

"Don't be." Maria told him.

"I needed to to have my first kiss with you because it is the perfect way to say goodbye." Jeff stated.

"Goodbye?" Maria asked.

"Yeah, goodbye." Jeff repeated.

"Please don't go Jeff, don't say goodbye, not now." Maria begged.

"I'm sorry, goodbye."

"Nothing important."

Shawn walked inside an office building and walked up to the information desk, "Hello I'm looking for Mrs. Hot shot."

"Can you be more specific?" The lady asked.

"Her name is Stephanie McMahon." Shawn told the woman as he tapped his fingers across the desk.

"Hold on a minute." the lady replied.

Shawn rolled his eyes, why was it so complicated to talk to his best pal's wife? "Can you hurry up, I was supposed to meet her-"

"Shawn!" Stephanie called as she came up to him, "Come on we have to go!"

"Okay." Shawn replied as he followed Stephanie.

"What took you so long?" Stephanie asked.

Shawn looked back at the information desk lady, "Lets just say it was some really rude person's fault."

Stephanie rolled her eyes, "People are mean life's a bitch."

"Thanks for the ever so kind words Steph." Shawn responded sarcastically.

"Sorry, but I have a lot on my plate, I have a company to run, a husband who is a football coach, so basically he gets like no money, so I have to support us and our seven year old daughter." Stephanie said as she stepped into Shawn's car.

"Well don't be a bitch about it." Shawn told her.

"Fine." Stephanie replied.

Lita laughed as she switched a sign from opened to closed, "How much did we make today Alex?"

"Five hundred," Alex, "not the best day not the worst day."

"That's good I guess." Lita sighed as she sat down in one of the booths at the restaurant.

"What's wrong?" Alex asked as he joined her in the booth.

"I forgot to tell Adam about Trish's problems, if she has even one glass-"

"She won't be able to stop, I know, I was kind of there when we went to visit her in rehab." Alex said.

"I know but Trish has to be my main priority because if she goes falls of the wagon she loses control of herself, I've seen it before and it is not pretty." Lita stated.

"She isn't your child Lita, your not responsible for her." Alex replied.

Lita glared at Alex, "Trish is my best friend, she has been there for me through every bad thing that I have ever done, what kind of friend am I if I can't be there for her?"

"The kind of friend who has her own life." Alex told her.

"But-"

"Go home, talk to Adam, talk to Trish, just stop worrying." Alex interrupted her.

"Fine," Lita walked out the door, this was not going to e good.

"Glad to see you showed up stranger." Torrie said.

Randy shrugged, "What are friends for?"

Torrie smiled, "Ready to take that ride?"

"Yeah just let me clean up a bit," Randy began to gather up papers that were scattered throughout his car.

"Hey you dropped this." Torrie bent down and picked up the item he had dropped, "Seriously Randy?"

"I forgot to through that out." Randy replied.

"Randy you and Mickie broke up three years ago." Torrie stated.

"I know and I honestly meant to throw that picture out." Randy responded.

"Did you ever figure out why she left?" Torrie asked.

"I thought this was about getting your mind off of what happened today five years ago." Randy told her.

Torrie nodded, "Yeah, lets go."

"Alright."

Maria opened up the door to her apartment and sat on her couch.

"Hey roomie, you finally get away from Victorabitch?" Mickie asked.

"You know she just wants what's best fro my career." Maria stated.

Mickie rolled her eyes, "More like she wants what's best for her career."

"Micks." Maria pouted.

"No pouting, you will never believe what I just found." Mickie said before pulling out 'To Kill A Mockingbird' "I remember you used to love this book."

Maria smiled as she took the book, "Yeah, Jeff gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday." Maria flipped the book open, "It still has what he wrote in it perfectly."

"What did he write?" Mickie asked.

"Dear Maria, happy birthday, remember don't give in to what they want you to be, you're good enough on your own, you're the mockingbird."

"I don't know if that is incredibly lame, stupid, or-"

"I always thought it was sweet." Maria interrupted, "I can't believe he became reporter though."

"He became a reporter?" Mickie asked.

"Yeah." Maria replied, "Let me guess after you left Randy you lost touch with Jeff too."

"You know why I had to leave." Mickie said.

"Yeah, I'm sorry." Maria apologized.

"Its okay." Mickie replied.

A/N So this is the sequel, Thoughts? Why do you think Mickie and Randy broke up? Who is Maria's fiancé? Will Trish be alright? Also a certain in line in this chapter was said by Nathan Scott off of One Tree Hill, so I don't own that.