A/N: Thank you soo much for the reviews! You guys just inspire me to write more and more! I know the suspense is killing you guys for when Jack and Rose are going to meet! Sooooo you will just have to keep reading! Hahaha ;)... But seriously I LOVE that you guys give me positive feed back! ANYWAYS I am talking too much and here is the next chapter!

I woke up the next morning with the sun shining through my curtains and into my unsuspecting eyes. I groan and groggily open my eyes. I look at my wall clock, and it says it is 6 o'clock. I think sarcastically, wow what a fantastic night's sleep. I went to bed at about one so I got about five hours of sleep last night.

I start to remember last night and how I am grounded for three weeks. Maddie is going to be so mad at me! I start to feel a little anger and resentment towards my mother, but I keep in mind, I said a lot of shitty things to her which makes me feel horrible. I am going to dread seeing her this morning. Most likely she is still angry at me and I can't shake the guilty feeling for what I said. I guess I will just have to be a wonderful child for her today and be super nice. I also think of Jack, which reminds me of last night. Did that really happen? It feels like it was all just a dream but I know it wasn't. I get an excited feeling at the thought of seeing him again. But it is weird to think that I will have to call him Mr. D at school. Mr. D? God it still confuses me.

I hear my mom yell, "Josephine are you up yet?" I wince. Oh great! She sounds angry! I have to put on my happy mood for her. Whenever I used to do it, she would always go easy on me. It worked more when I was five though, now it's kind of just very strange. So I always try to add some comedy in there to make her laugh. But hopefully she will un-ground me and I can go visit Maddie and tell her everything about school. But I highly doubt it. Before I can answer her, my door opens and she is standing in the door way. Her hair was pinned up with some loose spiral curls hanging out in the front and back and she is wearing a medium length pale yellow and white dress. I never really notice how beautiful my Mother really is. No wonder, my father fell for her. I start to think of ways to butter her up.

I sit up and sweetly smile at her. I bat my eyelashes and say in the most sugar-coated voice, "Good morning Mommy. Did I ever tell you how beautiful you look in that dress?"

My mother's eyes widen, and her face was taken back by my nice voice. She examines me strangely and she crosses her arms. After a minute of some uncomfortable silence Mom, who is still staring at me like I'm crazy, nods slowly. I start to smile again but then I touch my cheeks. I exclaim, "Ow! God, I need to stop smiling like that for so long!" I start to rub my cheeks and continue, "How do people do this all the time! It is painful!" I look hopefully over at my mother, hoping that some of my immature behavior will make her laugh. I got a half-smile, but not a laugh.

I sigh, slowly loosing my smile and lean back against my pillows, closing my eyes again. My mother wags her finger at me and exclaims, "Oh, no Josephine! You have to get up and get ready for school!"

I groan loudly and pull myself out of bed. As I walk toward the bathroom, I groan every time I take a step. Once I pass my mother and go into my bathroom. I become silent and pop my head back in the room to see if I made her smile. I see my mother's serious expression and I frown. Nothing!

Rose P.O.V

For some odd reason I could not get that man I saw last night out of my head! It looked so much like Jack; it scared me. Before I went to bed last night, I regretted not running out there, just to make sure. But then I told my inner self I was being ridiculous and that Jack is dead. But I start to day dream about if it was really him.

My daughter, God bless her soul, is trying to make me go easy on her. She always has done this, from the moment she first got into trouble. I also think she feels a little guilty for last night. Sometimes it is so difficult. I want to give into her but she had me worried sick last night and she isn't getting off the hook so easily. I walk out of her room and downstairs. I go into the kitchen and make some tea. I sigh and sit down at the dining room table. I sip my tea and rub my temples. It's times like these that I wish Jack was here. Here to help me with my crazy teenager. The man on the street pops into my head again and I shake the thought away. I was just angry and my mind was playing tricks on me. It wasn't Jack. My thoughts were interrupted by my daughter trudging down the stairs.

She has a dress on that I got for her last year. I found it at a second-hand store and it had been pretty cheap. It was a baby blue that had white buttons and collar. I thought it was a nice dress but she claimed it to be too childish. Which just painfully reminded she wasn't my little baby girl anymore; she was growing up. I remembered when my mother forced me to wear awful things so I never forced her to wear it. But she only wears it when she wants something and I know she wants me to forgive her and un-ground her. She had her bag slumped on her right shoulder but then she quickly drops it on the hardwood floor.

She twirls around the room and gleefully exclaims, "I never realized how beautiful this dress was," I snort and roll my eyes at her. She notices this and comes over to me. She places a huge kiss on my cheek, "Thank you Mommy."

I can't help but smile. She sits across from me and gives me a dazzling smile; Jack's smile. Memories of that smile come flooding back to me and I quickly think of something else to distract me.

Josephine P.O.V

Since the happy mood didn't affect her, it was time for business. I brought out the dress. I hated this dress with a passion; it made me look like a 5-year-old. The collar suffocates me and it's really itchy. But my Mom bought it for me and I always feel bad because I never wear it. So usually when I am in a situation like I am in now, I bring out the blue monster. I did my twirl and kiss on the cheek for her. Now she just needs to respond. But all I get is a blank stare and thoughtful, earnest eyes. I know that look. She is thinking about Dad.

I cough and smile, asking. "Uh, Momma?"

She breaks out of her trance and says not all the way there, "Huh?"

"You okay?" I ask concerned as I pull the collar away from my neck so I can breathe. She nods with a slight smile. "Yes I am fine," she continues with a smirk. "Go take it off Josie."

"Yes! Thank God!" I sigh. I go over to Mom and say again in a sweet tone, "Thank you Mommy-"

She cuts me off with her exclaiming in an irritated voice. "Josephine Dawson! I will change it and ground you for 2 weeks, but only if you cut the 'I love you Mommy' act. It's driving me insane." I shrug and grin at her. Hey 2 weeks is better than 3. I smile and hug her saying a lot more calmly. "Thanks Mom."

She laughs and hugs me back, exclaiming. "Much better!" I kneel on the floor next to her and ask quietly with a somber expression growing on my face, "And Mom?"

"Yeah?" she asks, taken back my my seriousness, while throwing me a puzzled look. I lick my lips and say shamefully, "I'm really sorry about last night. Not only about why I left but about what I said. I was-"

She places a finger to my lips, cutting me off. She shakes her head and says in her sweet, understanding voice. "No sweetie. I'm sorry, I know I should tell you about.. him. But it is just so hard for me to talk about it and-." I copy her action from a couple of seconds earlier and place my finger to her lips, "It's fine Mom."

I kiss her cheek and say, "Love you Mom."

She kisses my cheek back and says, "Love you too! Now go get ready!" I hurry up the steps and start to unbutton the blue monster.

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At lunch I am sitting with Ivy and Nico again. These two talk about the most random things, but they are so much fun. We are hysterically laughing over something Nico said about a sculpture he saw once. "Did it really look like that?" I ask shocked between laughs.

He nods his head with his body rolling with laughter. Ivy started to laugh while her milk that she was drinking squirt out her nose; which made Nico and I laugh even harder. Ivy wiped her nose and exclaimed, "Eww! That is so gross!"

We spend the rest of lunch teasing Ivy about it and we are disappointed when the bell rings. Nico turns to Ivy and I and asks, "Hey guys? Do you want to go to the park after school?" Ivy exclaims, "Sure!"

I want to go really bad but I remember I'm grounded. I sigh and tell them sadly, "Sorry but I can't. I got into trouble and I'm grounded for 2 weeks."

Ivy's eyes widened and said sincerely. "Oh I'm sorry! Maybe we can all get together in 2 weeks!" I grin and exclaim, "Of course!"

We all say goodbye to each other and go to class, while I angrily reflect on the fact I can't have any fun for the next two weeks.

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After school as I am walking out of my last class, I see Jack walking down the hall and I feel a gleeful smile appear on my face. I walk up to him exclaiming, "Hey Ja- I mean Mr. D!"

Jack chuckles and stops in his way to talk to me. He says smiling, "Hello Josephine. I hope your Mother didn't worry too much."

I snort and exclaim. "Yeah right! I was grounded for 3 weeks but then I sweet talked her into 2 weeks." Jack smiled sympathetically and said, "Well when you get home tell her that Mr. Daw- D said that you were perfectly safe."

Yeah if I told her I was out with you. It's not like I can go you to her and be like, 'Hey Mom! It's okay I was out past midnight! I was with my vice principal! Who happens to have the same name as my deceased father!' That is the most weirdest thing that has ever popped into my head. I subconsciously look at my watch and sigh. I turn to Jack and say half-joking half serious, "Well I got to be home soon or my mother will literally kill me. See you later Jac- Mr. D!"

He smiles at me and pats me on the shoulder, "Goodbye Josephine."

I smile at him and walk quickly to the elevator before it becomes too over crowded with students.

Jack P.O.V

I hope she didn't catch my slip up. Why am I even hiding the fact that both of out names are Dawson. Oh yeah that's right, I don't know! I sigh while my thoughts get all rambled up. I watch as all the students start shuffling into the elevator or down the stairs. I should probably get going. I start to turn away but something catches my eye on the floor. A piece of paper with a drawing on it, that I can't really make out from my view. I chuckle when I guess it's probably Josephine's. Wow Josephine looses things a lot doesn't she? I smile, bend down, and pick up the paper.

My breath gets caught in my throat and I swear to God my heart just stopped beating when I saw what was actually drawn on the paper. It was totally, no doubt about it.. Rose

A/N: Cliffhanger! God I know we all hate them, but I just couldn't help myself. Thank you so much for reading everyone! It really means so much to me! :)