A/N: What am I doing? Starting another story when I've got one more to finish? Anyways, Here's your diclaimer. This is the sequel to BODY LANGUAGE and THE ART OF LOSING. I recommend that you go read those before you read this. This story will make no sense if you don't.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Degrassi, believe me. But I don't. It's owned by Epitome Pictures, and all the characters I create, are owned by me. Don't steal. I bite.
Chapter 1- Who Will You Run To
It's not everyday you see someone after three and a half years. Especially after you've done the wrong thing and ran away from them.
It was that morning; I was trying to get my two four-year-olds out of bed.
"Norelle Paige McKenzie. Get up; I'm going to be late." She finally gets up and I move across the room to her brother. "Craig Michael McKenzie, I'm going to be late." As he's getting up, I run down the stairs and put my jacket as they run downstairs. They look so much like the both of us. Norelle got my features, the blue eyes and dark hair, but she got Craig's shy personality. Craig looks more like his namesake, but got my personality. That's a fucked up situation, I think.
"Hello?"
"Kelly! Hi." My babysitter comes in.
"Hi Ms. McKenzie." She flips her long blond hair.
I kiss both of my kids and say, "The phone numbers are where they usually are, and you know the rest. I'm off at three; I'll pay you when I get home."
"You know, you were really going places." I'm standing at the supermarket where I work, checking items, when I hear someone say that.
I look up.
"Jimmy?"