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Holly flew down towards the massive brick building, intent on finding room 156, where Artemis was apparently having social studies class.

She would have normally visited him actually at home, but this was an exception, as she had to be home before long, so it would be a short visit. They would perhaps go out to the courtyard, while Holly shielded and Artemis talked to her while holding his cell phone up to his ear.

They were very good at thinking up these creative ways to talk. They were doing a lot of talking as of late via fairy communicator.

Holly hadn't actually seen Artemis in over a year and a half. She had been busy with missions for the LEP, and Artemis was seventeen and attempting to live a normal life.

That wasn't to say he was succeeding, but Holly knew that he wasn't completely failing at it. She could hardly wait to talk to him face to face, instead of just through fairy communicators.

Holly checked to see if her shield was still intact, and landed on the sidewalk outside of Artemis's school. Walking up the steps to the door, she threw open the door (with difficulty) and walked inside, hoping that no one had seen the door seemingly open on its own.

Traipsing down the hall, Holly noted the room numbers she was passing and used them to judge where she should go to find room 156. She got tired of walking however, and decided to fly instead. Why walk when you could fly?

When she finally came to the right room, she was relieved to find the door open. She floated into the room. Looking behind her, she noticed a multicolored mural of rainbow-splattered paint. Oddly enough, when she stopped flying and stayed suspended against the painting, it appeared as though the paint was shifting and shimmering.

Glancing around the classroom, she didn't recognize anyone that could be Artemis. Was she in the right room?

She checked her hand where she had scribbled the room number in pen. The numbers had run a little but the numbers '156' were still clearly visible.

Holly decided that she should just relax. She would find Artemis eventually.

Tuning in on the conversation, Holly noticed they were talking about Ancient Roman epics. She took out her Neutrino to polish it.

While she polished her Neutrino, she listened to the conversation. The teacher was explaining the story of Paris and Helen, commonly associated with the city of Troy.

All of a sudden, a voice interrupted the teacher. "But, who're Helen and Paris? I thought the main character of Troy was Troy!"

Another student spoke up. "No, man, that was the movie! You're supposed to be thinking of the musical high school. Now that guy was Troy."

"No!" The teacher piped up. "This is not a class on movies!"

Seeing that no one was about to start listening to the teacher, the class broke out into whispers as people stopped paying attention.

The teacher then, in a sudden fit of delirium, screeched, "EVERYONE SHUT UP!"

They all pretty much shut up. Except that one kid who kept talking about Troy from High School Musical.

Holly rolled her eyes. If Artemis were in this class, he would've spoken up by now. Holly guessed that Artemis was cutting. Artemis, cutting class? Strangely enough, it didn't seem like such an abstract idea.

"This isn't a class on imbecilic Disney Channel movies. It's about ancient Latin and Roman culture. Paris and Helen were star-crossed lovers on opposing sides of a war they themselves caused. If you really wanted to know, which from judging by your apparent lack of comprehension of anything more complex than a children's movie, I'd guess you wouldn't really care."

Holly, while cleaning her Neutrino, tuned in on the last few words of this student's speech-like monologue. Glancing up slowly, she looked for the person who had talked; who she was absolutely positive was Artemis. However, none of them looked like Artemis did after delivering a speech like that. None of them had the same self-satisfied smirk that Holly had grown so accustomed to…

But who was that in the back left corner, one seat up from being in the last row? He seemed like he was wearing the trademark Artemis smirk… But this couldn't be Artemis.

Then, the bell rang. Dissatisfied that she had been unable to find Artemis, Holly stored away her Neutrino again and flew out the door before the students could get through.

Racing through the hallways to get outside before students flooded the hallways, Holly fled into an alcove right below the ceiling. She waited till the hall was completely devoid of students before flying out into the courtyard. She could only hope that Artemis came out here at some point in his day.

Unlikely, as he wasn't really one for the outdoors, but Holly couldn't stand being inside on a gorgeous day like today.

She had planned on going and sitting under the huge oak tree, but to her surprise there was already someone sitting there.

Moving closer, Holly noted that the boy looked to be in his late teens and was wearing a plain white tee shirt and normal dark wash blue jeans. He had black short hair and a chinstrap beard. He was the last student that had spoken in the social studies class Artemis was supposed to have been in.

The one with Artemis smirk.

Holly was staring at this boy, wondering, wondering… when suddenly he looked up, revealing two brilliant blue eyes and the trademark Artemis smirk. What was more, the boy was looking straight at her.

Holly looked down at herself in a panic. Had her shield come off, allowing this random human to see her? No, she was still shielded. So how did this boy know she was there…?

Unless, of course it was Artemis…

Holly gasped slightly as the boy lifted a hand and crooked his forefinger in her direction, in the universal gesture for 'come here, you.'

Holly, in a daze, floated over to the human, who she was almost positive, was Artemis.

When she was right next to him, he looked at her and smiled widely. "Hello, Holly."

Holly gaped openly. She grabbed his shirt and half-hauled him to the other side of the oak tree, hiding them from view. It was much harder to haul him now that he was seventeen…

Un-shielding, Holly incredulously stared at him.

"Artemis?" She inquired. Of course it was him, as how else would he know it was she, except she couldn't really accept it just yet. This kid didn't really look like how she'd remembered Artemis.

The teen had the trademark Fowl eyes, the brilliant sapphires (both of them had started wearing colored contacts in their switched eye so as to avoid unwanted questions). He had the black hair, and the same tallness and thinness. That was where the similarities ended.

The boy was wearing casual wear. Tee and jeans. Nothing the Artemis Holly knew would be caught dead in. The prominent, gorgeous cheekbones that were not there two years ago. The straight nose that had always had some curve to it. The angular face with the intense features definitely was not what Holly remembered.

And then, there it was.

The main reason that Holly hadn't recognized him.

The chinstrap.

For whatever reason, Artemis had decided to grow a thin chinstrap beard along his jaw and chin.

That was so NOT an Artemis thing to do.

Normally, chinstraps DO NOT work, Holly thought to herself, eyeing it. But his just… works.

And it did. It looked very good on Artemis.

Artemis raised his eyebrows at the growing silence between them, the one in which Holly was at a loss for words, staring at Artemis.

When Holly finally found her voice, the only thing she could say was, "A chinstrap, Artemis? Really?"

He laughed. "Angeline wanted me to grow one. She thinks it's very 'teen'. Who am I to deprive of her of her little pleasures after everything I've done to her and everything she's done for me, even if I look like an idiot in the process?"

Holly shook her head very fast. "No, you don't look like an idiot! You look-"

Realizing that she was about to say "hot", Holly caught herself just in time, blushing. Artemis looked at her strangely.

"Fetching," she finished lamely. He chuckled.

"Thanks."

"And the clothes?" Holly asked.

"They're comfortable!" He protested, laughing. Holly smiled.

"You laugh a lot more now. It's nice," She remarked.

"Blame it on the twins. They're seven now!"

Holly could barely wait to see them again, too. And looking at Artemis's smiling, chin strapped face; she had a feeling things would change. But for the better…. Much better!

Lol, I know, cheesy ending. I rock at those. :D another thing, I didn't feel like trying to remember how much older Artemis is than Miles and Beckett, so the ages are probably messed up but who gives a crap? Not me! :)

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