NOTE TO READERS: Hey, I did another chapter YAY. Its 3:30am, but I'm in a writing mood and insomnia has overcome me, so I will be continue the next chapter right after updating this one. Enjoy!

A week past by for the McGuire's, but still Lizzie and Sam hadn't exchange a single word. By the time Lizzie would wake in the morning, Sam was already at work and when he arrived home, from working late every night, he would rush to the computer and continue working until he went to bed. After Sam's scene on the stairs Lizzie gave him the space he needed, by remaining upstairs, in bed all day and night.

Although Lizzie was upset by the situation with her own father, Matt seemed to hurt more inside. He would completely deny that Sam was even in the picture. If the name "Sam" was even mention, Matt would respond with a sneer and stomp away.

Jo soon realized the distress within her own family and although she usually was the one to resolve the problems, she didn't have the answers to this one. Everyday she would wake up, see Matt off to school and Sam off to work, and then spend the day questioning whether to talk to Lizzie or not, but she never did.

School wasn't a safe place for Lizzie anymore and Jo sensed it, but she wasn't sure Lizzie's room was secure either. The endless sobs started in Lizzie's room, but ended in Jo's heart. It killed her inside to think of her little girl spending her days and nights crying her eyes out, and hurt more than ever to know that there was nothing she could do about it. Finally, Jo decided that, although she could not provide right decisions on Lizzie's life circumstances, she would help Lizzie's education and hire a tutor. This way she would be able to get a high school diploma without the hassle of others' mocking voices and questioning looks.

On Tuesday Lizzie sat on the couch in the living room, awaiting her unknown tutor. After her mother had a talk with Principal Sulivan, he agreed to send over, as he put it "One of my top students who are willing to give up their free time to help those who need it, for a small fee of course." After negotiations on a pricing plan were established, the tutor was hired. Lizzie still did not know the identity of this student because Principal Sulivan had not decided on a final decision until that morning.

At three o'clock, on the dot, the doorbell rang. Jo answered it, once seeing the tense look lying on her daughter's face. She thought this might have been a bad idea, especially since the teacher would be one of Lizzie's fellow students that probably had teased Lizzie previously for her predicament.

Jo sighed while placing her hand on the cold doorknob, wondering if she should keep it closed and rush to the living room to comfort Lizzie. Quickly she thought against it, knowing that with the baby coming Lizzie would need at least a high school degree in order to provide a life for the little one. She turned the knob slowly, taking deep breaths as she proceeded. Finally she opened the door and stared in shock at the person who had rung the doorbell.

Lizzie perched over the couch, trying to see towards the door, but couldn't see the mystery tutor. She gave up and returned to the television program that had grabbed her attention earlier.

"Elizabeth," Jo cleared her throat and said Lizzie's first name as if to impress company. To show that even though bad things were happening to her family, they hadn't lost their class or politeness. Lizzie thought it was her mother's way of hiding. It was ironic, Lizzie thought, that Jo hid just like her daughter. Except Jo hid to protect her family, while Lizzie hid to better herself.

Lizzie stood up, staring at the floor. She was too nervous to see whom Principal Sulivan had sent. The, still mystery to Lizzie, tutor held their hand towards Lizzie and she could see it shaking slightly. After gathering up enough courage to place her hand in the one before her, she looked into the eyes of the person standing before her and was overcome by shock, becoming even tenser than before.

"Hello."

Lizzie gulped and responded, shaky, "Umm...Hi...Larry."

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