A/N: I just posted "Marian's" poem as a separate story, for those of you who are interested.

This chapter might be a little disjointed. I'm trying to get all the characters accounted for, so bear with me.


Marian closed her laptop and gave Much her full attention.

"Well?"

He started to speak several times, but could find the right words.

"Have you ever seen 90210?" he finally asked.

Marian groaned.

"Much! You just revealed to me that Robin's some kind of orphan and all you've got to say is 'have you ever seen 90210'?"

"It's relevant!" he argued.

"Please, enlighten me."

"Well, you know how on the show Dylan like lived on his own and had a trust fund?"

"His dad was in prison, if I recall the Soap Net reruns correctly," Marian replied.

"Okay, well Robin's dad isn't in prison. Although he should be. See, he's hiding out in Europe. Wanted for tax evasion or something."

"Tax evasion?"

Much nodded.

"All right," Marian said, giving Much the benefit of the doubt, "so his father is an outlaw. What about his mother?"

"No idea. My guess was that she went a little crazy," he whispered.

"Oh, come on. Now you're just being ridiculous."

"I am not! I swear. I mean, maybe that's just speculation about his mom, but it's true about his dad."

"Well then he does actually have parents," Marian concluded. "They're just not…around."

"But he might as well be on his own. That's why he's reckless. He thinks nobody loves him," Much said as though he had spent a lot of time pondering it.

"Everybody loves him," Marian countered.

Much shrugged. "He doesn't see it that way."


"You two look cozy," John commented as he passed Djaq and Will in the student center.

Djaq smiled bashfully.

"Where are you headed?" Will asked.

"I'm printing out my last college paper ever. It's a good day."

"You're a senior?" the couple said in unison.

"Yes," John responded a little miffed. "What did you think?"

"I don't know. I thought you were just old for your age," Will replied.

"Old? Where do you get old?"

"You're big," Djaq tried to explain.

"Big," John grunted, shaking his head and walking away.

Will and Djaq looked at each other.

They were both thinking the same thing.

Djaq said, "Does that mean he's…"

"Graduating?" Will finished. "Yeah, I guess so."


"Gisbourne!" Vasey shouted.

Guy trudged into his room.

"What?" he asked unenthusiastically.

"I told you to steal the Physics 15 exam."

"I did."

"You useless lint-brain, this is the Physics 16 exam!" he yelled, throwing the pile of papers at Guy.

"What's the difference," Guy mumbled.

"What? What's the difference? It's a completely different class, you retard!"

"Why don't you just study like normal people?" Guy offered.

"Normal people. Normal people?" Vasey drawled. "Why don't you take your normal-people-ass back to the Science building and bring me back the right exam! "