"I know that I have three children that need to be in school in about an hour!" Calleigh called upstairs. Three simultaneous groans answered her. "And I know that I have a wonderful husband that should be getting up for work!" A thud answered her. Calleigh sighed and walked back into the kitchen, waiting for the four laziest people in the world to come in. How was she the only morning person in her family? Calleigh finally heard the shower start, wondering whom it was that finally dragged themselves out of bed, or off the floor in Tim's case.

"Morning." Nicky mumbled, his black hair sticking up in odd places.

"Morning honey. Ready for school?" Calleigh smiled brightly. "Oh God, run a brush through that hair."

"Maybe later and no I'm not ready for school."

A grouchy Jen strode into the kitchen next.

"What's wrong?" Calleigh asked.

"One, school starts up again today. First day of high school. And two, Miss Princess won't get out of the shower." Jen replied. "Can't you tell her to get out?"

"You can take a shower in my bathroom." Calleigh replied.

"Dad's still sleeping."

"Dad's right there." Nicky corrected, seeing his father stumble into the kitchen.

"How many times have I told you to keep those toys off the stairs?" Tim asked. Nicky grinned sheepishly. "One of these days Nicholas..."

"We're all in such a happy mood this morning." Calleigh mumbled as Tim leaned down and kissed her quickly. "Jen, you can go use my shower."

She nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

"What's bugging her?" Tim asked.

"High school."

"Oh."

"Good morning." Abbie smiled, walking in. Nicky stared at her.

"You're happy about going back to school?"

"Yeah."

"Weirdo." Nicky mumbled under his breath, earning a whack across the back of his head from his father.

"Take a leaf out of your sister's book." Tim suggested. "School's fun."

"Yeah." Abbie nodded. "Do you do good in everything?"

"No." Nicky shook his head. "I'm not good at math."

"Well I could help you with that."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Abbie stood on her tippy toes to get into the cabinet. She frowned when she saw her water bottle all the way in the back. Reaching into the cabinet for it, Abbie knocked over a few plastic cups, hitting Tim in the head.

"Ow." he muttered, picking them up.

"Dad, are you mad?" Abbie asked worriedly. Everything in the kitchen stopped, well except Nicky. He kept on swallowing his Fruit Loops. Calleigh looked up at Tim, who had a dazed look on his face. That had been the first time in the past three weeks that Abbie had addressed either of them as 'Mom' or 'Dad.'

"What?" Tim snapped out of his reverie. "No. No, I couldn't mad at you for tossing a cup at me."

"Actually they fell." Abbie said sheepishly.

S/C------

Jen stared down at her schedule and then back into the classroom. This wasn't possible.

"Young lady, are you going to take a seat?" the teacher asked. Jen looked around and saw her sister chatting in the back of the room. This was really wrong. Abbie was a junior and she was freshman.

"I think I'm in the wrong class." Jen said stupidly.

"Freshman." a boy in the front smirked. The teacher glared at him and beckoned Jen further into the classroom.

"Let me see your schedule." she ordered gently. Jen gladly handed it over and the teacher, Ms. Andrews, looked it over. Ms. Andrews glanced down at her roster and nodded. "This is where you're supposed to be Jennifer so sit down."

"No... no you don't understand. I'm not a junior." Jen stammered. "I'm just a freshman."

"Well for now, take a seat."

"But..."

"Jenny!" Abbie hissed.

"Oh you know Abbie." Ms. Andrews had a fond tone in her voice as she stared at the blonde. "She'll help you out."

"I don't need her help." Jen muttered as she went to go sit next to her. But for a minute, Jen did want her big sister to protect her.

S/C------

"Why is this happening to me?" Jen complained. "I never did anything wrong in my life!"

She and her friends slowly made their way through the crowded cafeteria.

"Maybe you were put in advanced classes?"

"I can barely add Melissa. How did I get in Advanced Algebra?" Jen snapped. "I can't eat! I'm going to the office."

"What do you think they'll do?"

"Get my schedule back to what it's supposed to be. And you know what the worst part of it all is?" Jen asked.

"What?"

"Abbie is in all of my classes and she's perfect! Every time I explain to one of my teachers that I'm not supposed to be in the class, she or he said, 'Oh go sit by Abbie. She'll help you.' I don't need her help!"

"Hey, at least you have a sibling in high school." Melissa said. "I'm all by my lonesome. And would you rather be stuck in a room full of juniors who you don't know or at least have your sister with you?"

Jen wouldn't admit it, but she was glad that Abbie was with her.

S/C-----

Tim glanced up as the door opened and Calleigh, Abbie, and Jen walked in.

"And she said that I have a really good chance of getting it if I work hard enough." Abbie was saying.

"I'm sure you'll get it." Calleigh smiled.

"Get what?" Tim asked.

"A scholarship. It's a writing contest. It doesn't have to be in for a few months but my English teacher said if I do a really good story then I have a chance of winning and get a scholarship to the college of my choice." Abbie explained.

"Wow. That's really great. What about you Jenny?"

"Huh?"

"How was the first day of high school?"

"Sucked." Jen replied.

"That's nice to know. What happened?"

"Well first, my schedule is all screwed up so I have all junior level classes instead of freshman classes. Second, Abbie is in every class of mine. Third, my teachers are horrible. Fourth, I don't understand anything they're talking about! I asked for my schedule to be changed and they said I'm going to have to wait a few days. I told my teachers and I still have to do all the work they assigned!"

"I'm sure Abbie can help you with it." Tim assured. "And I'm sure everything will be fine."