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Two Weeks Later

Emma Nelson stepped onto the plane going to her hometown, that she hadn't been to in nearly 12 years. She held her carry-ons in her hands, and kept her eye on Jade and her daughter's friend, Lacie.

"Thanks again for letting me come, Emma" Lacie said.

Emma cracked a grin, "No problem, you're like family to us." She had been her daughter's best friend since they were five, and sometimes came on trips with them. Emma also needed a distraction for her daughter if her father was going to be there.

"Mom, these are our seats," said Jade, breaking Emma out of her thoughts. The girls sat down, buckled their seat belts, and waited for the plane to begin.

Manny, JT, Alanna, and James handed their tickets to the person, so they could board the plane. They were all tired, since it was three in the morning. Alanna yawned as she held Manny's hand, and James was asleep in JT's arms, sucking his thumb and grasping his blanket.

"Oh my gosh!" the ticket person exclaimed suddenly.

"What?" Manny asked stupidly.

"You're Manny Santos-York!" the ticket holder yelled. "And you're JT York!"

Manny and JT nodded absent-mindedly, not noticing how loudly the ticket holder had said his name. They did, however, notice when a large crowd formed around them, asking for their autographs.

James stayed asleep, since he was a very heavy sleeper, and Manny nudged Alanna, cueing her to cry, which was how they usually got out of situations like that. Alanna was so tired that she didn't notice Manny's nudge and just went on staring at the crazy people around her. Manny nudged her a little harder, and she still didn't cry.

Being tired and irritable, and really not wanting to miss her plane Manny screamed, "Everybody get out of the way, and get your autographs some other day!"

"Yeah!" added JT. Most people moved out of their way, but there were still a few people waving autograph books in their faces. They just passed the people by, shoving a particularly rude person out of the way.

Liberty Van-Zandt sat in the comfortable compartment on the train taking her back to her hometown. She hadn't been there in years, too many bad memories. That was where the shooting was, where she was teased and ridiculed many times, and where JT, her second and last boyfriend, broke her heart.

Flashback

Manny: Hey, Em, can I talk to you for a sec?

Emma: Yeah, what's wrong?

Manny: I might be pregnant.

Emma: Again?

Manny: Not helping, yes again.

Emma: Who?

Manny: Me.

Emma: No, I mean who's the guy?

Manny: Oh, um about that, well, JT.

Emma: You mean you…

Manny: Yes.

Emma: With JT?

Manny: Yes

Emma: Gross!

Manny: Emma!

Emma: Sorry, it's just kind of hard to fathom.

Manny: Well, will you go with me?

Emma: I guess so. Are you going to tell Liberty?

Liberty steps out from behind a wall: She already knows!

End Flashback

Liberty sighed, the thought of her boyfriend, the man she thought she loved, cheated on her like that. Needless to say, she hated Manny now. Of course she wasn't really pregnant, she couldn't be, the abortion operation messed up her reproducing.

She often wondered what might have happened if she'd never overheard that conversation. She and JT may have been married instead of her and that- that- skank! She may have kept the—no, she wouldn't think about that. Not now, she was putting the past behind her. Nevertheless, she always thought about it.

Paige Michaelchuck was sitting in her first class seat next to her best friend, Terri Latour. The only friend that hadn't disowned her. In front of her sat her daughter, Sophie, and her god son, Christophe.

"Arrete!" Paige heard from the seat in front of her. "Arrete!" Stop!

Paige chuckled, Sophie and Christophe bickered like real brothers and sisters. She heard an audible smack, from the front. "Sophie, ne dispute pas!" No fighting.

"Mais maman, il provoque moi!" Sophie argued. But mom, he provoked me!

"Ne dispute pas!" Paige reiterated. No fighting. Sophie turned around in a huff.

"Paige, you really should be easier on her," Terri said.

Paige rolled her eyes, Terri often gave her this speech.

"I mean, Christophe really does start it," Terri finished.

"Ter, if I want help on raising my daughter, I'll ask for it," Paige stated. "In the mean time, why don't you keep your son under control, so I don't have to yell at my daughter."

"You never change, Paige," Terri muttered, and closed her eyes to sleep on the rest of the way to Toronto.

"Are we there yet?" Hazel and Jimmy's kids Anthony and Stephanie chorused in the back seat of their Lincoln Navigator.

"No," Hazel and Jimmy said in unison for what seemed like the millionth time that day.

"I don't see why we couldn't fly to Toronto," Jimmy complained.

"Because we never take road trips, and I thought a nice car trip would be fun," Hazel answered.

"The kids don't seem to find it very fun," Jimmy countered. "We make enough money for a plane ride."

"Correction," Hazel said, "you make enough money, I am an underpaid kindergarten teacher."

"Hazel don't be that way," Jimmy said.

Hazel stayed silent.

"Hazel, come on," Jimmy nagged.

More silence.

"Are we there yet?"

Ashley sat in silence on her plane to Toronto, with her daughter on her lap. She was in first class, yet she remained unhappy. Some would say it was because her husband died only weeks before, and she gave up her right to be nobility.

It was neither of the aforementioned, actually, it was because she would be seeing Craig. The only man she ever really loved. Sure, she loved her late husband, but not nearly as much as she loved Craig. She pushed these thoughts to the back of her head, not wanting to show her true feelings.

She didn't want to love Craig ever again, but she came into her head almost daily since her husband died. She didn't want to see him at this reunion. In fact, she'd been praying those couple of weeks that he wouldn't show up at the reunion at all.

Now, Ashley did still care about him, she wondered what he was up to, if he was happy. Yeah, she cared about him, but in a brotherly way, or at least, that's what she allowed herself to think.

Grace stirred as she out her in the seat next to her so she could eat.

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Craig stared absentmindedly out of the window of his plane. He was thinking about a lot of things. About 9/11, about how much it cost him and Ellie to go to this reunion, about Ashley. No, wait, he wasn't thinking about her, he had a wonderful, beautiful fiancé sitting next to him.

Ellie was also staring absentmindedly into space. She, too, was thinking about someone other than her fiancé. She was thinking about the guy who knocked her up. Why'd she have to go to that damn party anyway? It was just a stupid thing! She'd been drinking, he'd been drinking, it was all an honest mistake.

Well maybe it wasn't as innocent as that, but it wasn't entirely her fault. He'd participated, too. Except he didn't have something to lose, he didn't have a wonderful, handsome, fiancé.

She loved him. Yes, she loved Craig. She did, she was sure of it. Well, maybe not entirely sure. Maybe she still loved the other guy a little bit, but she couldn't have him. She loved Craig.

"This is so exciting!" squealed Nicole.

"You said that already," said Sean, trying to focus more on the road instead of his girlfriend's constant squealing.

"Sorry," she apologized, "it's just I've never been to a high school reunion. I dropped out when I was sixteen, to follow my dream of becoming a model, and my mom dropped out when she was sixteen too, to have me, so I'm very excited."

"It's okay," Sean said, "just please try to keep the squealing down to a minimum.

"Okay," she answered. She could tell her boyfriend was getting annoyed by her, she'd have to do something to show him how great she was.

"I always got the feeling that no one there really knew me," said Heather, regarding the reunion.

"Of course they knew you sweets," answered Toby. "I sometimes got the feeling that Paige was even jealous of you."

"Please, she was always making fun of me," said Heather. "I mean no one knew the real me. They all knew my name, I could hear them talk about me, but it was like I wasn't really there."

"Just come with me," begged Toby.

"Why do you want to go to this thing anyway?" asked Heather.

"I want to see all my own friends," explained Toby. "I also want to show them that I made something of my life, that all my years of being 'a nerd' paid off."

"You were cute," said Heather.

"Then how come you never spoke to me?" asked Toby.

Instead of answering, Heather kissed him, and brought him to the couch

"Hello Gavin, you're early," a familiar voice said.

"Hi Mrs. Kwan," said Spinner.

"The reunion isn't until tomorrow," said Mrs. Kwan.

"I know, but I just wanted to see the halls of Degrassi before it was crowded with people," he explained.

"Not so eager to leave?" she teased.

"No, Mrs. Kwan," said Spinner, "not anymore."

"Call me Belle," said Mrs. Kwan, "it's a nickname, like Spinner."

"Okay, Belle," he said in a somewhat strained voice.

"Okay, Spinner," she said with a slight smile.

Jay Hogart sat in first class with his girlfriend, Ella. He didn't like first class very much, being in luxury made him a bit uneasy for some reason. He'd wanted coach, but Ella convinced him to get first class tickets.

"Why couldn't we fly with JT and Manny?" she complained.

"Because, babe, I didn't want to get up at two in the morning," explained Jay.

"Okay," she said. She reached for something, and something fell out of Jay's bag. Ella opened it and saw a beautiful white gold locket with gold trim around the heart. She let out a small squeal. "Oh, Jay is this for me?"

He was actually planning to give it to his mother. "Well," he began.

"I love it," interrupted Ella, fitting it around her neck, and kissing him.

Jay sighed and just kissed her back.

Marco fiddled with his buckle as he waited for the plane to take off. "Excuse me, ma'am?" he called to a flight attendant.

"Yes sir how may I help you?" she asked nicely. Flight attendants always creeped him out, but this one was pretty.

"Is there any way to make this buckle tighter?" he asked.

"No sir," she replied.

Marco sighed and watched her walk away. Maybe he wasn't gay after all. He didn't know right now, all he knew was that he wanted to see Ellie. She was his best friend in the whole wide world, now engaged to Craig, his other friend. He was trying to be happy for them, he really was, but it was kind of hard.

A/N Okay, I know that this was boring, the next chapter will actually be the reunion. I'm sorry it took so long to post, and please keep reviewing, whether it's flame or praise, I love all my reviewers.