We're back! Well Psyche's back, Pepsi's at home, probably sleeping. Or watching TV or doing whatever the heck she wants to do! Wow, you guys, it's been way too long *tears up a bit* but I had to update because I just finished Immortal War (I waited a year because I didn't want to admit it was over) which means there will be no more Vampirates books so fan fiction is kind of the only thing us fans have now. Anyhow, this may not be funny, because we lost our funny about two years ago when we stopped updating! By the way, who else almost cried a bunch of times during Immortal War? Or was it just me? On with the chapter!

AP Statistics (Worst class ever, trust me, don't take it!)

Grace: I think. . . I think that rainbows can't take it when y = x + a – 7525

Connor: Yeah, I think that doesn't make any sense! Are you okay?

Grace: Oh course! *gets all glassy eyed* a residual is the deviation of one set of observations or numbers from the mean of the set (A/N: Math lesson! Are you taking notes?)

Connor: Yes, that's very good *pats Grace on the head, pulls hand away quickly when she tries to bite him* Holy crap! Lorcan, did you break her?

Lorcan: She tried studying for the Stats test last night, but it seems she tried too hard to remember everything, and now she can't remember anything except math! And we have a date tonight! *pulls water gun out of back pocket* Shoot me now, Connor, just shoot. Me. Now.

Grace: If you take the slope of the least squares regression line then you end up with 27 times the square root of lemonade, but only if you divide by the number of times you've heard Connor singing that new No Doubt song in the shower *bangs her head against her desk*

Lorcan: You like No Doubt? Wtf dude, you told me you were a One Direction fan like hard-core, you even introduced me to the fan club! *proudly shows off his fancy One Direction fan club button*

Connor: Shut up I did not! One Direction is terrible!

Grace: Grace thinks that if you multiply the number of times Connor has denied his obsession with OD by the amount of thumb tacks in Siberia you'd end up with Darcy Flotsam.

Lorcan: *turns toward Grace* How do YOU know Darcy Flotsam?

Grace: *grins sloppily* Biscuits

Connor: Maybe we should take her to the nurse

So how's that for a comeback, eh? *dodges tomatoes* Okay I'm sorry I know it's terrible don't make me feel any worse about it! Hey, you remember how at the end of every chapter Pepsi and I used to beg you all to review this story? Well I know that not all of you still write Vampirates fiction or use the site but if you were to come back and review this story I'll tell Pepsi and we'll jump around like happy maniacs and sing! And probably write some more! So bleed for a sinner (Anyone know about The Devil's Carnival enough to get that reference?) and review. Please!