AN: So.. I'm putting off my algebra homework. Anyone want a gmail account? Oh. Chapter's named after "In This Life" by Chantal Kreviazuk.

Chapter Three

"Do we really have to go to this thing?" Scott asked Grace as the two walked up to their hotel room.

"Yeah," Grace told him.

"But I thought you hated highschool," he protested.

"Some of it. That doesn't mean I don't want to see my friends again. If you have a problem with that, then don't go."

"I was just asking. I mean, it's a high school reunion Grace. Those things never go right."

"Oh like you know. You've never been to one you big wimp. You've just watched them on TV."

"That doesn't make me a wimp. I had 30 friends in high school. I wouldn't have anyone to talk to if I actually went to one," he whined. Grace stopped walking and turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow.

"I had three. That's reason enough for me to go. All you do is go sit in a badly lit gym for a few hours and talk to people," she told him, unlocking the hotel room door. "Get changed, it starts in an hour."

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"Alright, looks like we're done here. Good work people," Brian told the group of past students that had helped set up. "I'll see you all back here tonight."

"You're still coming tonight, aren't you?" Joan asked her brother as she grabbed her bag.

"Do I have a choice?" Joan shook her head.

"No. You need to get your life back. You can't waste away in that house of yours. You have to get out and do something, and this stupid reunion is the perfect place to start," she responded.

"I do get out," Luke protested. Joan raised an eyebrow.

"Before today, when was the last time you left the house? Buying food and going to the lab don't count." He gave his sister a blank look.

"Uh.." he started. Joan nodded.

"I thought so," she said, smirking at him as they left the building. "I wonder if Adam's back yet," she said to herself, pulling her cell phone out. Luke shook his head.

"Why haven't you two gotten married yet?" he asked.

"Because we haven't dated since freshman year of college. The only reason that he proposed to me is because I was pregnant. We're better off just being friends."

"Right, of course," Luke said, not believing a word.

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"Hey Tim," Adam called to his co-worker, entering the large art studio he had been working at for the past year.

"Adam, man, the wife keeps calling," Tim told him as he worked to hang a painting level on the wall.

"Jane isn't my wife Tim," Adam told him. Tim nodded.

"I know man. Not legally. Yet. She kept asking about a union?" Tim said, grabbing a cup of coffee off a nearby table.

"The reunion?" Adam supplied.

"That's it!" Tim exclaimed, pointing at Adam with his coffee cup and grinning. "She wanted to know if you were going to the union and what you had to pick up in Baltimore. I told her you'd call her back when you got in. She told me she was calling from her cell phone." Adam nodded slightly, wondering how many cups of coffee Tim had downed while he had been gone, and pulled out his phone, walking towards the back of the studio.

AN: And for my next trick, the reunion!