After dinner I made Beth take a shower and I tucked her into bed. I hadn't talked to her in days, and I knew she needed me. "Ok Beth, hop into bed." I said to her tucking her in. She pulled me down to lie next to her.

"Jenny, what's going on?" She whispered.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"Your acting weird, is mom not coming back soon?"

"What gave you that idea?" I held her hand. She was breaking my heart.

"Well you haven't left your room in days. And when I asked Haley if we were going to see momma, she told me no. Then I asked her why and she told me cause you couldn't yet. Then I asked why and she said because you didn't want to see momma for a while." She took a long breath.

"No, it's not that. Jake is my dad." I told her.

"REALLY?" She said excitedly. "Wow! Is he my dad too?"

"No. Your dad is not around."

"Oh. Are you going to go live with him?"

"I don't know."

"Are you going to miss me?"

"I'm not going to leave you." I told her. She kissed my cheek and said the most adult thing that has ever come out of the nine year olds mouth. "Jenny, do what you need to do. Stop worrying about me, I love Haley and Nathan." She rolled over and fell asleep. I lay there for a few hours, until Haley stuck her head in the room and told me I had a phone call.

I left Beth's room and went to my room before I picked the phone up to see who it was. "Hello?" I asked picking up the phone.

"Jenny?" A little girls voice came over the line.

"Yea, who is this?"

"It's Kaylee."

"Um, it's kind of late Kaylee. Shouldn't you be in bed?" I was confused why she was calling me.

"Yes, don't tell dad and mom ok?"

"Ok…"

"I need your help."

"Help with what?"

"Look I have a report due at school. I did it on my older sister and my dad's quest to find her."

"Kaylee, I'm not really comfortable…"

"Please, just hear me out."

"Go ahead."

"So I did the report a few weeks before dad found out that you were, well you. Now our teacher wants us to bring something in, a picture or anything that reminds us of the person. I was going to take the last picture of you, but can you please come? I'll get an A for sure if you come."

"No. Take a picture of me."

"Please. Listen mom and dad would kill me if they knew I was failing English. If I get an A on this project, then the teacher said I can get a C for the class."

"Kalyee, why are you failing?"

"I just am, please."

"No…I can't."

"I knew it, but JR said that you were really kind at heart. DO me a favor, stay out of this family, we don't need your drama." She said into the phone and then slammed it down. I looked at the phone shocked. I was lost, I sat on my bed. I felt horrible telling her no, but I felt horrible thinking that I was part of that family. I glanced at the floor, and saw the photo album that Jake dropped off. I picked up the old album and pulled open the front cover.

In calligraphy, written across the front page was, "Jennifer." Turning the page I saw a drawn picture of Jake and me, I couldn't have been more than a year. I began quickly turning the pages, looking at my baby pictures.

One caught my eye; it was a picture of Jake and Peyton. She was holding me, but holding her hand out to the camera, she was wearing an engagement ring. Written underneath was 'a new family'. I closed the book, couldn't take anymore. I lay down and the tears came quickly.

The next morning I woke up, on my way to school I took a detour to the middle school. I found the fifth grade classroom that I was looking for and tapped on the door. A teacher poked her head out. "Can I help you dear?" She asked kindly.

"Hi. I'm Kaylee's older sister. She needs me for her report." I smiled and the teacher confused by this intrusion pulled the door open wider. I caught Kaylee's eyes and she grinned at me.

"Mrs. Harper, can I do my report now? My sister has to go to her own classes soon."

Still confused the teacher answered, "Sure dear." I smiled and took a seat on the stool that the teacher pulled out for me.

"Um…Ok so I guess I'll read you my report. My father as you all know is a big time basketball player for Orlando. You've all met him, but I'm going to tell you about another man, or should I say boy. This boy, like any other guy, grew up in a small town and fell in love with a girl he thought he couldn't live without. They thought their love was unlike any other love and the wanted to share that love. They made the biggest mistake of their lives sharing this love, but in the end it turned into of the best surprises this boy was ever given. This girl came up pregnant, and the boy and girl decided to raise this baby together, but the girl ran away after graduation. She wanted her life back, because she thought this baby was too much work. The boy took on all the responsibility of the baby, and it almost killed him but he was the happiest boy in the world, because of this baby. He soon fell in love once again and had the too greatest gifts in the world, his baby and his love. But the girl came back into the picture and ruined the two lovers lives, the boy got worried for his baby, and went into hiding. But the love of his life and he couldn't stay apart, their love was too much. He decided it would be best to come out of hiding, best for the baby. But then the unthinkable happened, the girl came back and ripped the baby from his arms, not literally, but she did steal the baby. The boy searched long and hard for the baby, never stopping but to marry his love. She soon became pregnant but it didn't stop the search for the baby. The boy is my father and the baby is my older sister Jenny. But the best thing happened, she showed up unknowingly and no matter how much time passed we still loved her and hoped that she would come home everyday. So that's it, any questions?"

A little boy raised his hand, "Jenny, what happened to you all those years." I smiled, knowing that I would get that question.

"Well, my mom had me. We moved all over the world, I've lived everywhere. The last time we moved was here, and the cops caught up to her, see she had embezzled a lot of money, and is now in jail. I was shocked to learn that my mother was a thief and father was the basketball player that I admired most in the world. He and his family turned into mine over night, and none of you could ever imagine that feeling."

Another student spoke up, "Were you happy? I think I would be happy."

"No, darling I was not happy. I was hurt, by everyone and everything." All the kids sat there and stared at me. But I was being honest; Kaylee grabbed my hand and squeezed it, silently thanking me. The teacher stood and shook my hand.

"Thank you Jenny, I know this must have been very difficult. Kaylee very good, you get an A." I stood and left.