In Love, Actually
Chapter Five: School
"This sucks so hard," said Benji as he stood outside the school building with his three best friends.
"I know," said Katie. "I can't believe the summer is over already."
"I can't believe I had toskate all the wayhere!" said Chris. "Mom still refuses to get me a car and let Wyatt take his with him to L.A.!"
"How mean of her to let Wyatt keep his own car," said Tom, rolling his eyes at the laziness of his friend.
"It was!" insisted Chris. "Mom said she was going to give me and Trish a lift but because I refused to get out of bed at Stupid O'Clock this morning, they left without me!"
"Oh yeah, I forgot Trish was starting here today," said Katie, "How does she feel about it?"
"It's all school to her," said Chris.
"Your influence," said Benji. "So when are we going to show her the ropes? You know the best excuses to get out of gym, how to skip class without noticing, excuses for not handing in homework, etc."
"Dude, she could teach you some tricks," said Chris, a certain amount of pride in his voice. "I mean seriously, the girl is good."
"I have the sudden urge to track her down," said Benji. "In fact she should come tonight, we can all swap our best material about."
"If I see her about, I'll invite her," said Chris, just as a teacher came up to them. "Christopher, Benjamin, Katherine, Thomas," he said, sternly,causing the four teenagers to visibly wince at the use of their full names. "Not getting off to the best start are you? Tardiness on the first day."
"What do you mean?" asked Chris, "The bell hasn't even . . ." He trailed off as the bell went. The teacher smirked at them before walking off and the four friends moaned.
"First day, and we're already late, this isn't a good start," said Tom, picking up his school bag from the grass and heading towards the entrance with his friends. "I have Maths first period with Death Breath Bradley. As if life couldn't get any worse, I have to spend my Monday mornings with the teacher from hell, who'll probably put me in the front row again this year so there's no hope of escaping the poisionus fumes that come from his mouth."
"Shit one," said Katie, "I'm free first thank God, what you got?" she asked Chris.
"Me and Benj have double Physics," he said and his friends let out a sympathetic groan. "At least I'll catch up on my sleep."
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"MISTER HALLIWELL!"
Chris awoke with a start at the sound of his teacher's booming voice. He looked up to find Mr. Smyth and Benji standing in front of him with extremely different expressions; Benji's being one of amusement and his teacher's being one of rage. He was red in the face and when he exhaled his moustache twitched a little, causing Chris to break out into a grin. Realising he was in trouble, he changed his expression to apologetic and stood up quickly.
"I think you will find that the bell rang several moments ago," said Mr. Smyth, his brow furrowed in anger.
'Thatdamned bell seems intent on getting me in trouble today,' thought Chris before searching his mind for an excuse. "Uh sorry Sir," said Chris. "I, um, was just checking the desk for scratches."
"With your eyes closed?"
"Yes Sir, it's a technique I've been working on for quite some time now Sir," said Chris, causing Benji's smile to widen as he stood behind the fuming man. Chris' over-politeness, especailly the overuse of the term 'Sir' always seemed to rub their Physics teacher the wrong way.
"How do you explain the drool?"
"Cleaning off some pen marks Sir," said Chris. "Saliva is full of the enzyme amylase, Sir,so I thought that it might help break down the ink on the desk Sir, allowing me to better remove it from the desk."
"If you payed as much attention in my class, Mr. Halliwell, as you seem to in Chemistry, then we wouldn't be having this conversation," said Mr. Smyth. "Then again you seem to be ignoring the fact that amylase only breaks down starch so maybe not. I'll see you after school for detention Mr. Halliwell, enjoy the rest of your day."
"You too Sir," said Chris, walking out with Benji. "Damn!" he said, banging the locker nearest to him.
"Already in detention before third period on the first day," said Benji almost admiringly. "That has to be a new record, even for you."
"It is," said Chris. "But I mean it's not like I asked him to ramble on about the magnetic field for an hour! Uh my mother, is going to kill me."
"You think you are in shit with mom?" came Patricia's voice, causing the two boys to turn round. "Try this on for size; first day of high school and I got detention during first period!"
"Wow, you're right, she is good," said Benji. "Better than you it seems."
"What did you do?" asked Chris, genuinely intrigued.
"I think it's more of a question of what did you do!" said Patricia. "Cause Mrs. Mc Cann seems to have some serious beef with you. When she realised I was your sister she gave me this big lecture about how I should quickly decide which brother I was going to take after during my time here and how she hoped for both my sake and hers that it was Wyatt! Then just because I was busy giving the girl beside me a manicure while she ranted on about the civil war and couldn't answer any of her questions she totally freaked out! Started on about how if I had decided I was following your path she would be sure to treat us the same and then gave me detention."
"Yeah, that doesn't really sound like my fault," said Chris. "If you'd done that in any teacher's class you would have been in trouble."
"Trouble yes," said Benji, "But you probably got detention because Chris here, let loose some locusts he had stolen from the Biology lab in her class last year. But she was never able to prove it was him so he managed to get away with it. She did know he had done itthough but because she couldn't punish him for it, she's punishing you."
"Well that's just great!" said Patricia, throwing her arms up in the air. "Any other teachers I better watch out for who have it in for you?"
"All of them?" suggested Benji.
"Fantastic!" said Patricia, "Thanks a lot," she said, storming off down the corridor.
"Hey Trish, wait a sec," Chris said, running after her. "If it helps you can tell everyone you are going to a sophmore's party tonight. Between that and detention on the first day your social status should be coming along nicely with the right crowd."
"I am?" asked Trish, increduously.
"Yeah, Benj is throwing a 'Back to Hell' bash tonight in honour of school starting up again and said to invite you, integrate you into life here," said Chris.
"Cool, but I doubt mom is going to let either of us out to a party on a Monday night," said Patricia. "Especially when we've both got detention after school."
"What she doesn't know, won't hurt her."
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Piper was at P3, doing inventory when the phone rang. "P3," she answered.
"Hi, is this Piper Halliwell? Christopher Halliwell's mother?"
"Yes," she said nervously.
"This is John Gilmore, principal."
"It's only the first day!" she exclaimed, practically shrieking down the phone at him. "What could Chris have possibly done on the first day!"
"Well, he got himself in detention for one thing for sleeping in Physics for one thing, but this is more of a general phone call of concern for the school year."
"What do you mean?" asked Piper, ignoring the detention, after all it was Physics and therefore forgiveable.
"Well, many of his teachers have expressed their concerns about Christopher's grades. Only his English, Chemistry and French teachers haven't came to me about him in the past year or so." Piper grinned at this, at once recognising the significance of these subjects. English, especially the poety aspect would help him with his spells, Chemistry with his potions and his whiteligher half meant that if someone spoke to him in any language he was immediately fluent at it. "What's so strange about this," the headmaster continued, "Is that in any aptitude or IQ tests we have carried out in school, he has scored very highly, I'm sure he'd have a perfect grade point average if he'd only apply himself!"
"Well Chris has some, uh, procrastination issues," said Piper, trying to think of the nicest way to put it, determined to defend her son to this man, even if she would rip his head off about it later, but that was different. She was his mother and therefore allowed to.
"So it would seem," said John Gilmore. "The main reason I'm calling you is about his physics, his teacher at this point is highy frustrated with him, falling asleep in his class today appears to be the final staw for Mr. Smyth, who wants your son to take part in the tutoring programme after school twice a week."
"A tutor?" asked Piper. "But you said it yourself, Chris is a smart boy, he just needs . . ."
"I explained that to him, which is why he says as long as Christopher at least passes every class test for the rest of the year, he will let it go. Otherwise, he will insist he gets a tutor."
"Ok, thank you Mr. Gilmore for calling me, I'll be sure to inform Chris he needs to sort himself out. Is there anything else?"
"Yes, Mr. Smyth was also hoping that you could have a word with your son about his attendance to Physics, seeing as during the last term of his junior year, Mr. Smyth only saw Christopher three times."
"Three times!"
"Yes."
"Well you can be assured that Chris and I will be having a very serious talk later on tonight," said Piper.
"I hope so Mrs Halliwell," said John Gilmore. "Oh thought I should let you know that your daughter will also be staying behind today for detention."
"Ok, thanks again," said Piper, hanging up the phone,her eyebrows down so her face was frowning."Why did I ever have kids?"
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"Mom, is it OK if I go around to Cheryl's house tonight?" asked Patricia, sweetly.
"Who's Cheryl?"
"Oh, a new friend I made today, she's in my History class."
"Isn't that the class you got detention in?" asked Piper.
"Yes, but I've already told you that was a complete misunderstanding!"
"Oh, I dont know . . ." said Piper.
"It was my fault," said Chris, coming to his little sister's rescue. They had decided to go with the Patricia making new friends thing to try and pull at Piper's heart strings, but it didn't seem to be working. "That teacher was holding an old grudge against me, found out Trish was my sister and took it out on her," he said.
"Oh," said Piper. "Well I guess that's all right then, as long as you are home for eleven," she warned.
"Thank you!" said Patricia. There was no point in arguing, she was going to take the three hours of fun that had been offered to her. Now, she was going to sit back and watch Chris try to get himself out of the house tonight.
"Um Patricia, would you mind going to watch TV for a while or something while I have a little chat with your brother?" Piper asked.
Apparently, she wasn't. "No problem," said Patricia getting up and leaving. This was bad, when Piper had a 'little chat' with Chris, he usuallyended upgrounded for a very long time.
"So what's up?" said Chris, giving her his best puppy dog eyes in a type of premtive strike.
"I became immune to those eyes two years ago," Piper reminded him.
"Sorry forgot," he said sheepishly.
"I got a call from your principal today," said Piper. "He was ringing on behalf of Mr. Smyth."
"Oh God," said Chris. "Mom, can't I just say in my defence of whatever the specifics of this conversation are, that you don't understand, just how boring Physics is!"
Piper couldn't help but laugh, a problem she had yet to overcome while trying to be mad with her youngest son. She told Chris what the phone call had been about and he was outraged. "Pass every test?" asked Chris. "Ugh, I am so getting a tutor."
"Not necessarily," said Piper, trying to console him. "If you just stopped procrastinating in class you'd be fine! Though I am warning you Christopher, if I hear so much as a whisper that you are skipping classes this year, I am going to ground you for so long that you will forget what colour the sky is. You will have so many chores you won't know what way to turn! It's for your own good really," she added, when she noticed that he was about to protest. "If you actually went to class every once in a while, passing the tests would be much easier."
"I'm doomed," said Chris. "I can't keep my eyes open long enough to actually learn anything that is going to come up in a test."
"Surely you must have leant something in Physics,"reasoned Piper.
"Mom, I have learnt exactly three things in that room over the past frew years," said Chris. "One, the earth orbits the sun, two light travels in straight lines and three, I can sleep with my eyes open."
"Then why didn't you do that today?" asked Piper. "Then you wouldn't have got detention ."
"The magnetic field melted my brain."
"Chris, I don't think the magnetic field can do that."
"Never under estimate the power of the magnetic field, the most boring field in exsistence."
"Look just try, OK?" asked Piper with a sigh."For me?"
"OK, but only for you," agreed Chris.
"Good boy."
"Mom?"
"What?"
"Would it be OK if I go around to Katie's later and keep her company? She's feeling a bit lonely since Wyatt left and both Tom and Benji are busy tonight," said Chris, a little too quickly.
"How convenient," said Piper. "What are they up to?" she asked, trying to catch him out.
"Benji is going out with his girlfriend and Tom got bogged down with homework," said Chris, who had already prepared himself for this question. Seeing his mother was still looking doubtful, he decided to go on, just to give the half lies some more depth. "His parents totally freak out if he gets anything below a 'B'. He's not too bad off though because he's in the year below us, he can just borrow all of Katie's assignments that she did last year and copy them." He didn't feel too bad asthese were only half lies, Benji's girlfriend would be at the party and Tom did have a lot of homework and pushy parents.
"Well, I really shouldn't but lucky for you I'm in a very giving mood so OK." said Piper. "But be home by half eleven, it is a school night after all."
"Thanks mom," said Chris, "I'm sure Wyatt would really appreciate this, after all he is one of the main reasons I'm doing this, I always have his best interests at heart."
"Don't push it Chris," said Piper.
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"So what are the kids up to tonight?" Phoebe asked Piper.
"Chris went to Katie's and Patricia went to one of her new friend's house," said Piper, going through the Book of Shadows. The three sisters were investigating the latest demon attack. "I hear she got detention," said Paige. "Another one of yours destined to take after one of us," she said, gesturing towards herself and Phoebe.
"Have you heard from Wyatt?" asked Phoebe.
"He called yesterday to say he would be orbing home for family dinner on Thursday, but that he probably wouldn't be able to stay long because of his work load at the moment."
"Which translates to 'I've ran out of clean clothes already and I'm orbing in to drop of my laundary,'" said Paige.
"Or," said Phoebe. "I can't eat another kebab without hurling and need a hot meal that has some identifiable food in it.'"
"It's probably a mixture of the two," said Paige. "Ah the college years, they were something special."
"What's so special about three years of studying?" asked Piper.
"So innocent, so untouched by life and frat boys," said Paige, smiling.
"What? It's not like I didn't have fun in college it's just that . . . "
"You didn't have as much fun as us."
"It depends on what your definition of fun is," said Piper. "Besides, I don't know what you are on about Pheebs, most of your college experience included missing classes to fight demons!"
"Say what you will, but my first year of college the first time aroundbefore I dropped out was awesome," said Phoebe.
"Then why did you drop out?"
"Shush! Now what about these demons?"
"Oh the usual," said Piper. "After the book like every other demons that come into the manner is these days. I think they were Jambini demons but I'm not sure, there's no picture. Just says the throw fire from their arms, which well, they did."
"I had that power once," said Phoebe absent mindedly.
"I know," said Paige, her eyes narrowed. "You used it on me."
"Oh yeah, sorry about that."
"Well there's nothing really special about them so wanna go kick the rest of their butt?" asked Piper.
"Sure, nothing better to do," said Paige, getting up and taking her sisters' hands.
"Should we see if Adam wants to come?" asked Phoebe.
"Nah," Paige said, "He's pretty tired, said he was going to have an early night."
The Charmed Ones orbed out of the manor and into the underworld, Paige sensing for the greatest concentration of Jambini demons and materialising there. "Yep, that's them," said Piper, flicking her wrists and happily blowing them up. A fight ensued as the twenty or so Jambini demons that were there faught for their lives as they tried to take on the infamous Charmed Ones. When there were only a couple left, Paige called for a rock and sent it towards one of their head's, knocking the demon out cold.
"What'd you do that for?" asked Piper, as she blew up the last one.
"Well we aren't any closer to finding out why all the demons are suddenly after the book, so I figured we might as well interrogate one just in case," said Paige.
"I'm not so sure anymore that there is a particular reason," said Phoebe, "I mean demons are after the book all the time."
"Yeah but it's usually one particular breed with a specific plan in mind," argued Paige.
"Paige is right Pheebs," said Piper. "We're getting nowhere with our seek and destroy way of doing things, it's about time we got some answers."
They orbed back to the manor attic and Paige dumped the demon on the floor. "Crystals! Circle!" she called, waving her hand and so entrapping the demon in the crystal cage. "Now we just wait until he wakes up."
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"I can't believe that you not only got out of the house, but got an extra hour out than me!" said Patricia. "And you had a phone call from the principal! All I got was a measly detention!"
"Ah, much to learn, you still have my young apprentice," said Chris, as they entered Benji's house.
"Whatever Yoda," she muttered as they both headed for the kitchen. The house was filled with people drinking, laughing and shouting over the loud music that was being blasted around the house but they all seemed to be having a good time.
"Hey guys," said Chris, spotting his friends in the corner.
"Hey Chris!" said Benji. "Trish, glad you could make it!"
"Thanks for the invite, the rest of my day was really sucky," she said.
"Yeah I heard about your run in with Mc Cann," said Tom, sympathetically. "How'd your mom take it?"
"Not too bad, seeing as I took most of the blame for it," said Chris, looking around him as though he expected to be knighted for his brave deed, or at the very least receive a pat or two on the back. "Which is good, seeing as it's mostly your fault," said Patricia, causing everyone to laugh.
A few hours and several drinks later, the usual gang had decided to play Truth or Dare. Having just announced to all of the guests that she was gay after a dare from Katie, Mary, Benji's girlfriend, spun the empty beer bottle and it landed on Chris. "Truth or dare?"
"Um . . . dare," Chris finally decided.
"OK," said Mary, thinking of a dare. "Oh I know, Chris I dare you to kiss Katie," she said, partly out of revenge for Katie's dare.
"WHAT!"
"For ten seconds," she chirped.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me," he said. "That's ridiculous, she's my best friend! She dates my brother!" he protested, seceretly reminding himself of all the reasons why this was a very bad idea. Wyatt would kill him for one thing, he would become even more awkward around Katie than he already was, he would . . . "Come on, you can't back out on us!" said Benji, interrupting his inner reasoning."You were the one who made me streak along the street last time we played."
"Yeah but that was mostly for his own personal pleasure," said Tom, wickedly.
Chris, looked over to Katie who'd been very quiet about this and was more than surprised to find her smiling. "Well we wouldn't want to make you forefit," she said. "Come, on we'll just get this over with, it's nothing really," she said, shuffling over to him. "OK guys, on my count," said Mary, looking at her watch. "Go!" Chris' heart was pumping so fast he thought he was going to pass out as he and Katie both tilted their heads and leaned in closer to each other, a moment which seemed to last a lifetime before their lips finally met. "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six!" counted their friends around them, but Chris barely noticed. He was kissing Katie. His best friend. His brother's girlfriend. This was soooo bad. "Two, one!"
Chris quickly pulled away and shifted away from her as much as he could, his cheeks going a deep red and he was sure that the heat radiating off them could melt icebergs. Much to Chris' horror, Katie started laughing, had it been that bad, he wondered. He'd never had any complaints before. He gave her a strange look and she grinned, "Oh I was just thinking about how you really are the 'love them then leave them' type," she explained. "Hey, don't worry, it's only a game!" she said, upon noticing how fiercely he was blushing.
"I know," he said, taking a deep swig of his beer, unable to look at her again.
"Your turn to spin," Tom reminded him.
"I'm going to the toilet," said Chris, getting up and leaving them.
"What was that about?" asked Benji.
"Oh he's just embarrased," said Katie with a dismissive hand gesture. "He'll get over it."
"I'll spin," said Benji, leaning forward into the circle and spinning the bottle, the neck of which pointed at Tom. "Truth or dare?"
"Uh, truth," said Tom, after deciding it was the safer option, after all he didn't want to end up kissing Katie. "OK, truthfullyandquickly while Chris is out of the room, tell us what exactly is going on between you and his little sister." 'I should've picked dare,' he thought, squriming in his place. "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Wrong answer!" said Katie. "You picked the truth, so either tell it or you forefit."
"She's cool to talk to, that's all," said Tom after a few moments of awkward silence.
"It's so more than that dude," said Benji. "I saw you gazing after her in the hallway all gooey eyed!"
"Yeah and anytime anyone mentioned her today, you suddenly found your feet very interesting," remarked Katie.
"OK, OK, so I like her!" admitted Tom reluctantly, finally cracking under the pressure of his friends ganging up on him and grinning at him with their knowing smiles.
"Like her? Or like her, like her?"
"I like her, like her, so what? Is that a crime now?" he asked, now a similar colour as to what Chris had been when he had left the room.
"Is what a crime?" asked Chris, rejoining the circle, looking an altogether better colour.
"NOTHING!" said Tom quickly.
"OK then," said Chris, slightly confused. "I just ran into Harry Stewart who was busy chatting up my sister, how gross is that?"
"It's not that gross," said Katie, taking pity on Tom who was once again intently studying the pattern on his shoelaces.
"It is! That guy is a total spaz!" said Chris. "What's he even doing here?"
"He's a friend of one of my friends," said Mary, half apologetically.
"Oh whatever, the point is I sent her home," said Chris. "Or she would have missed her curfew. Plus I think she'd been drinking after I specifically told her not to."
"You know she actually might have listened to you if you hadn't have been holding a beer in your hand when you said it," said Benji.
"It's not the point, she should've done what I said, not what I did."
"You sound so much like my mom," said Mary.
"Come to think of it," said Chris, "I sound a lot like my mom as well, that can't be a good sign. The point is she shouldn't have been drinking because now mom is going to know she lied to her about going around to her friend's."
"Hey! Am I not her friend?" asked Benji, with mock hurt.
"Of course you are," said Chris, "But you know what I mean."
"Don't sweat it," said Katie. "I don't even think she was drinking."
"Yeah right," said Chris, "Have you met my sister?"
"Yes, I was talking to her about twenty minutes ago and she seemed perfectly sober."
"Really?"
"Yep."
"Wow, just when you think you know a person."
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"Hey I'm home!" said Patricia as she entered her house.
"Hey Trish," said Jason who was sitting in the living room.
"Where's mom?"
"In the attic with your aunts," said Jason.
"OK, thanks," she said and she climbed the stairs to the third story of the house. "Hey mom."
"Hey sweetie, did you have a good time?"
"A great time," she said, smiling. "I'm really wrecked though so I'm going to hit the sack."
"OK, night night," said Piper as did Paige and Phoebe.
"It's good that she's making friends," said Phoebe. "Especially on the first day, means she won't be stuck with out someone to sit with at lunch or anything."
"Oh look, he's waking up," said Paige.
"Where am I?" he asked, after shocking himself on the cage.
"I think you'll find that we're asking the questions here, thanks all the same," said Piper. "Now why did you attack us today?"
"I don't know what you mean."
Paige rolled her eyes. "You see, there are two ways we can do this, the easy way," she said. "Or the hard way." She moved one of the crystals before quickly putting it back in it's place, causing a surge in current which shocked the demon.
"Your choice."
"We wanted the book," said the demon, reluctantly.
"We know that," said Paige, moving the crystal again. "But why are you after the book?"
"Why has every other demon came after the book before us?" the demon asked.
"I told you, we are asking the qeustions," said Piper, as Paige moved the crystal in and out of its place once again.
"It was rhetorical!" protested the demon, who was by now looking altogether a little singed. "We wanted it so we could use it against other demons, make our mark on the Underworld."
"It has to be more than that," said Phoebe. "Surely every demon in the Underworld didn't decide they wanted to make their mark at the same time."
"How would I know? What other demons do is not my concern."
"Perhaps not," said Paige. "But I think you are still not telling us everything and when I feel like people aren't telling me everything I just have to . . ." The demon let out a yell of pain as the moved crystal triggered the cage to let out another electric shock.
"That's it," said the demon, "You are going to kill me anyway and I'm not going to tell you what you want so I might as well die on my own terms." With that he sent flames from his arms hurtling towards the cage, where it quickly rebounded and hit him square in the chest, causing him to explode in flames and leave nothing but a scorch mark.
"A fat lot of good that did us," said Phoebe, picking up the crystals and putting them back into their box.
"Not necessarily," said Piper. "He said he wasn't going to tell us what we wanted, proving there was more to tell, there must be a bigger plan in play here as we thought. We'll just have to keep at this with every demon attack. Eventually we'll have to capture a demon who cracks and tells us what we want to know."
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"Chris if you don't get up now mom is going to leave without you again."
"Go away!" he muttered, rolling over on his bed and shoving his head under his pillows. "And turn off the lights!"
"Chris, that's sunshine," said Patricia. "Trust me if I could have power over the weather I would but I don't so tough, now get up!"
Chris let out a moan of protest as his bed covers were wripped off him and flung on the floor. "That was so not cool," he said, trying his best to glare at his sister and squint at the same time, attempting to minimise the amount of light that managed to reach his eyes. "Here," said Patricia, handing him a glass of orange juice and two painkillers. "Take these, get washed, dressed and downstairs quickly before mom gets suspicious. By some miracle, you got away with everything last night but if you . . ."
"OK, OK, " said Chris, "I get it now leave me to attend to my wounds and get ready in peace."
"Your wounds?" asked Patricia.
"A particularly nasty incident during some mattress surfing down the stairs," explained Chris, wincing as he stood up.
"Isn't there a bookcase at the bottom of Benji's stairs?"
"Exactly."
"Ouch," sympathised Patricia.
"Exactly."
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A/N: Yet another reminder/apology that I don't have spell check and that no matter how many times I read through it I'm probably going to miss some typos so please alert me to any so I can fix them.
And yes I know this was another filler chapter but things start to kick off another little bit in the next chapter (fingers crossed) :S Then the middle of the story is quite plotty but then it settles back down to being quite relationshippy, but that's because of the plot. If you followed that you deserve an award cuz it's entirely possible I'm just rambling just for the sake of it. It's just that there are some smaller plotlines that need to be set up and it requires stupid chapters like this to do it. Ugh, I'm really not happy with this chapter so I am posting it quickly before I delete it and make a fresh attempt at it. So review only if you want, I won't take it personally.
Kia- Kawaii Princess: What do you mean I switched their personalities? Gah! (panics) It wasn't intentional! When and how did I make Wyatt 'cool' and Chris 'uncool'! Quick, tell me how to fix it! Thanks for the review and please do it again so I can fix it! Please help! This is exactly what I mean when I say that i hate this story cuz of it's annoyingness for not being up to its prequels standards.
Flephanie: Damn straight two reviews was the way to go! (Thanks) Well the Trish/Tom thing wasn't just your imagination as you can see, there will be more of that in the next chappie and well I am saving the Katie finding out thing for later on, but I didn't have her almost find out here just to mess with everyones minds, there is a reason but it's only going to become apparent like in the very last couple of chapters, you will just have to wait for that.
Thanks to CharmedClover, ilovedrew88, hazza123, icantthinkofafnick, Samanth and Sparkling Cherries for reviewing, I very much appreciated it.