When I got upstairs, I walked slowly up the steps to my son's room. I knew he was awake and would be asking for me soon, but as I came closer I walked slower if only to let them be alone longer, to have that bonding moment, everyone talks about. I crept to the door frame, holding in my laughter as Pogue sticks his tongue out at E.J who immediately copies with a more childish edge. You wouldn't begin to believe that these are 50 and older year old vampires, and not a child and an adult making silly faces and having fun. This is where humanity and monsters hit a cross line, who in their right mind wouldn't find this adorable.

"Mommy!" E.J screamed as I let out my long held in laugh and gasped for air as I kept a straight face on. Pogue turned when he heard my sure but silent footsteps crossing the room to the 5 year old now undoubtly awake. Pogue turned his head down cast in shame.

"I'm over 100 years old, and I am acting like a child." He murmured. E.J shot up right with a determined expression.

"Hey I'm almost 50 years old; if anyone should be acting childish it's not me." Then he turned his head and very distinctively winked at me.

"Yah, and Tiana and I are 18 so I guess where too old to" I played along still not quite sure where this was going.

"No mommy, your okay, Pogue was acting very meanly" E.J smiled evilly and I saw his face take on many emotions at once. Evil, then sad than out of nowhere he blurted out.

"Pogue is the coolest." Then turned to glare at Pogue who was rather enjoying this. Then I caught on, and understood, briefly. I turned to Pogue with a motherly expression clear on my face.

"Did you just brain wash my son?" Pogue immediately stepped behind Tiana, who was visibly shaking with laughter. I looked past them to the window where there was a hole the size of a baseball that goes right threw. Glass shards were in a pile to the corner where Tiana had laid the broom to the wall. Well this was obviously the noise I heard downstairs. Tiana followed my gaze then laughed nervously.

"Yah I was trying to show E.J something cool, and I forgot the window was closed, don't worry, about the door or the window I'll send you a check again, remember the yard incident, good times." If good times were referring to the time Tiana wanted to install a swimming pool in the back yard, but dug in the wrong spot and hit a water pipe. The damages cost roughly around 800 dollars.

Pogue looked at his watch before looking sorrowfully at Tiana who nodded and went over to E.J with her arms open for a hug. Tiana picked him up and swung him around, I hated it when she had to leave I think we all did. Even Pogue was starting to like it here if not rather enjoy the madness that surely follows with every visit.

E.J hugged Tiana with dear life almost threatening to never let go, I don't think either would mind too much, but Tiana and Pogue's band Bloodsuckers was on a tour and scheduled for a show in Paris tonight, which meant our visit was to be cut short. Tiana put him back on his Power ranger bed and 

turned to give him a kiss on the forehead before leaving. Pogue smiled apologetically, ruffled E.J's hair and followed her out the door. E.J's gaze held there motion as they walked down the steps, he waited before the door clicked shut before he turned to me with disappointment clear on his face.

"Awww baby, it's ok, you know there coming to spend the week, here after Paris, it's only a few days." I walked up to him and took him in my arms. E.J was attached to people by the hip, he knew only so many people, but saying goodbye was never easy for him, especially from his God mother and Pogue. The rare occasions they visit you can see the stars in his eyes, when they leave it's like he's shut down until further notice, or until something else catches his attention.

I walked over to his closet, which was overflowing with toys, randomly shoved in there; I pulled out a pair of Jeans and a Thomas the Train T shirt, before closing the door roughly and walking back over to the bed. I laid the clothes down and left the room, watching as E.J slowly and sadly pulled off his nightshirt before, picking up the one I laid out. I left the room to mine, where I changed into black jeans with a Hollister shirt that was all black with red writing that said "I bite". When I was finished I walked down to the kitchen and made some waffles, not soon after I placed it on the table, did E.J come downstairs, sitting down and with a silent "thanks" before picking up his fork and very slowly eating.

"Mom, are we going today?" he asked me after a few minutes. I figured we could go to the part but after moving here there was still one minor detail I'd forgotten to get done.

"Well actually I need to sign you up for kindergarten, unless of course you want to skip to 1rst grade?" I knew there was no real need for Kindergarten when he's already done it 6 times, and 1st grade 7 times, posing as a genius. But this was Forks and word would travel fast, if I didn't get him in quick enough.

"I like Kindergarten a little better; I get to paint with my fingers." E.J beamed at me and I smiled in return, if anything he was a artist, he love to paint, my biggest regret will always be the fact that he'll never be able to grow into an artist that can one day be published in magazines, and is famous. sometimes it all seems so unfair, how he got sick, how no one could save him, but at the expense of his dreams, above everything else, why must he lose the one thing he can truly understands, why must everyone I love suffer.

I took his plate and placed it in the sink before grabbing my keys and walking outside, to my car, E.J in hand, I opened the back door as he got in a buckled himself up. When I was in the care pulling out, did it dawn on me the déjà vu feeling I had, I just hope E.J has better luck in school than I did, Forks is one experience you'll likely never forget.

The kindergarden was a mini youth center, with flyers for PTO meetings and bake sales, it was more like a daycare than anything else, I picked E.J up, and walked into the building. There were four signs, the one that stood out the most was pointing to the north, and it said OFFICE. In big bold letters. I shrugged it off and walked up the aisle, when I got to the front a man around the age or 25 looked up at me. After a few moments of silence, he recovered.



"Can I help you?" he asked peacefully while watching my every move closely. I smiled kindly before asking to sign up my son, for the class. He didn't hide his disappointment in the word son probably hoping he was just my nephew or something. I filled out the papers at a humans pace and left the Building in a rush before I considered homeschooling. I walked back to my car but stopped in my tracks when I saw someone familiar watching me from across the street.