Don't own P and P or anything else I used in this short chappie:)

Hello all! Thanks a million to the...uhh...four reviews, awesome! *insert heavy sarcasm* I feel like this story is really taking off. I love ConstanceBoniful, msbookworm93, and Lily Draco for their lovely reviews. My heart leaps out of my chest and on to my computer whenever I see your names. Now, I would like to discuss the topic of Charles' death. First of all, I love killing people...I mean characters from my stories. I like to surprise people who don't like surprises. And also I am not sorry for this chappie.

The new months brought many friendships that would last forever, one heatwave, and so much love. I was still reeling from the news of Charles the good looking redhead's death, he was such a nice guy. Why did he have to die? I am serious, why? The dude was so damn cool and fun. But like the many stages of life, you have to get over it and move on. I guess it was easier for me since I hardly knew the guy.

The process of getting over this news and the heartache my sister must be going through involved a marathon of Downton Abbey with my roomies(Which made me cry even more) and so many calories. Jesus, I felt fat. Then my second step was jogging through Thailand in my limited amount of free time. And my last step was focusing on my amazing students.

In three months(After Charles' death) I formed a bond between my students that could be called unbreakable. I created new activities for my students and they learned the materials quickly. During lunch, John and I spent the hour with playing with the students. We were soon giving out free piggie back rides and arm swings to the students. It was such a joy seeing their cute faces light up when we finished our lunches and stepped through the gates to join them in their fun.

I reminded myself to never make one student feel left out from the others. I loved hearing them argue in English mixed in with a bit of Thai, it was quite comical and was like watching someone speak 'spanglish' All in all, my students were all very bright and sweet.

During one of my classes, one of my students came up to my desk while they were practicing their words and asked me if they could talk to one of my family members. I didn't know why, but I didn't want to say no to this sweet boy who always turned in his work on time and was so kind to the others.

"Alright, Niran." I said suspiciously then added, "I don't know what you all are planning but I will let you speak with one of my family members." I said raising my voice only to be responded by giggles and "Okays!"

I didn't know who to call. Should I call Will, wait a minute he wasn't family. That thought was quickly eliminated with a blush. Should I call mom or dad? Nope they would just tease me and ask how the weather was. Jane? Nope she wasn't talking to anyone yet. James! My baby brother, he is the good one who is awesome with kids.

So I called James and he picked up with a cheery and slightly confused "Hey Lizzie! Aren't you supposed to be teaching?" I quickly told him what the kids wanted to do and my confusion on their plan. With his okay, I put him on speakerphone.

"Hey everyone!" He said to the class. They all giggled and said their hellos.

Soon all of my kids lined up in a row and said what they liked about me. It was without a doubt the most heartwarming thing I have ever seen, and I am pretty sure I was crying big fat tears. I am pretty sure I cried more than that time my chihuahua died on my birthday. Most of the praise was due to my awesome arm swings(you know? When you take a kids hands in your own and swing them through the air in a circle) but most was how I never yelled at them and was nice. My heart swelled to the size of two houses when they engulfed me in hugs. Oh gosh, I cried and laughed. James was listening trough the whole scene and at the end he told the class how he loved me and "no you cant keep her in Thailand." I laughed at this and told my baby brother how much I wanted to hug him.

"Big sis, as much as I love your hugs, I don't want to be suffocated. I love you, but I have to get back to eating. Bye, I love you and tell the kids that I wish I were there to give them arm swings and piggie back rides too. Oh and Will says he adores you." James ended with a gagging sound. Wait, why is Will with my baby brother? I decided to call him as soon as I got home. Oh my dear Will. We have gotten closer over the months spent apart, we talked for hours about everything and nothing. Damn, I am so close to just falling for him and giving my heart to the cutie. He was just so damn adorable it was frustrating.

As soon as class ended with an arm swing for each of my amazing and kind students, I drove home with John and we sang along to the Russian music I had become so familiar with during our ride back to our Quarters. The artist was still the amazing Vitas but this time he had bought a CD. We sang along to my favorite song Opera #2 and when we tried to copy his amazingly high voice our voices cracked and we burst out in laughter.

"You almost did it! You almost did the high voice!" John said as he laughed.

"Don't tease Johnny! I am not an awesome Russian singer with the lungs of a god." I responded as I nudged him in the arm.

And soon we were swerving on the road and my stomach was lurching and all I could think about was kettle corn...

To be continued...see below for the reason of this evil cliffhanger...

I would now like to sweetly threaten my secret ninja readers who do not leave reviews. I would like to just say, this story will get more horrible and saddening if it only receives a small amount of reviews. This story lives off of the reviews. I am evil, and you will all bow down to me. Except for the aforementioned people above who I said I loved for leaving reviews, they are awesome and will rule the world along side me. Sorry for any grammar mistakes blahblahblah...heed my warnings.