AN: Thanks for the reviews dudes. Go read "Under My Skin" and review. Please. For my sanity. And Hannah, don't go using the M word! I may have to attack you with a butter knife too. Chapter is named after "Roads" by Portishead.
Chapter Two
"So, let me get this straight," Grace said as Adam drove herself and Scott towards Arcadia. "You and Girardi have a daughter, you're best friends, you love each other, and yet, you're not together?"
"Well, I proposed when I found out she was pregnant, but she dumped me. We kept talking because of Anna, but then we decided it would be stupid to just hate each other."
"Makes sence I guess," Grace said. Adam nodded.
"That's what we thought," Adam told her.
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"Hello? Anyone in here?" Joan called down the halls of Arcadia High School. She turned and looked at Luke. "This place looks so werid. Why do they always fix up schools after we leave?"
"Because they get a better budget once we're gone? Is anyone even here?" Luke asked. As if on cue a voice from down the hall called out;
"Joan? Joan Girardi?" Joan looked around and saw Brian Beaumont heading towards her.
"Oh God," Joan muttered.
"Great, you're here! And you brough your brother. We're setting up in the gym. We need help pulling tables in from the luch room and hanging up decorations," he told them, then continued on his way down the hall. Joan and Luke looked at each other.
"You get the tables, I'll get the decorations," Joan told him. He nodded and headed off towards the lunch room while Joan made her way to the gym.
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"Welcome to Arcadia," Grace said, reading the road sign as Adam drove past it.
"So this is where you grew up?" Scott asked from the back seat.
"Yeah," she and Adam responded.
"Is it like a small town?" Scott asked them.
"Typical question from a city guy," Grace said. "It's not as big as Baltimore, but it's not a little hamlet where you can walk to everything and there's only one coffee shop." Adam looked at her.
"You can walk to everything. And Mocha Mike's is the only coffee shop," he pointed out, earning a glare from Grace.
"Shut it Rove."
"I've got to stop by the studio to lock up. Do you want me to drop you guys off at the hotel or the school?"
"Hotel. We've got to check in," Scott told Adam.
"Alright," Adam responded, driving towards the hotel.