AN- Aloha everyone! I'm glad I got some positive feedback on chapter 1! Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Here's chapter 2! R&R please!

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Collins looked around; so many familiar people roamed the halls. He knew Ricky was waiting for him, but he had to find one of his friends…Mark…Roger…anyone! Then he spotted the familiar blonde. "Mark!" Collins called out, and walked over to Mark.

"Hey man, how'd everything go with Satan?" Mark asked, adjusting his glasses.

"Uh fine…but I need you to tell me something." Collins said, curtly.

"What?"

"Ok…I'm gay right?" Collins asked.

"Flaming and fabulous." Mark grinned.

"Ok good. Ricky is my boyfriend."

"This is news, how?" Mark was slightly confused.

"Can I confide in you?" Collins asked.

"Of course…what's up?" Mark took a step towards Collins.

"I don't think I belong here. I've already graduated college…and I live in New York City…with you and Roger…" Collins explained. "You had a girlfriend, Maureen, and she cheated on you with another woman…and I have a boyfriend, Angel, who looks exactly like Ricky…"

"Yeah…ok…Tom…you need to stop smoking the herb." Mark said slowly. "Seriously man, it's fucking with your mind."

"It's not the pot!" Tom said quickly.

"Plus, Maureen and I are really happy together…she would never cheat on me…" Mark said smiling. A thin brunette came up behind Mark and kissed his neck.

"Hi baby." She said, glancing up at Collins. "Hello Thomas. What's up with you? You seem…more stoned than usual."

"You guys are no help…" Collins walked off, heading outside. He saw Ricky and walked over to him. "Hey Ricky…"

"Hey honey." Ricky gave Collins an air-kiss. "Come on, sit down."

Collins sat down on the soft grass, and Ricky immediately sat down in his lap. Angel always sat in my lap.

"Ricky...not in school…" Collins whispered, nudging Ricky off his lap. Ricky protested slightly, before sitting down next to him.

"Tom since when do you like to hide your sexuality?" Ricky mumbled, crossing his arms.

"Sorry…I'm just not feeling like myself…" Tom sighed.

"Are you ok? You aren't sick are you?" Ricky felt Tom's forehead.

"No no…not that…it's just…I'm not supposed to be here…I'm from the future…I'm not in high school…" Tom adjusted his beanie hat.

Ricky gave him a quizzical look. "What?"

"I was taking a nap in my bed in my boyfriend's apartment…and I woke up in Evans' class…" He said shaking his head. "I'm so confused…"

"Let me assure you…you aren't the only one." Ricky nodded. "You aren't acting like this because of the whole HIV thing are you?" He asked lowering his voice of an almost inaudible whisper.

"Ok…so you already gave it to me…" He thought aloud. "So that means…"

"That was kind of rude…" Ricky folded his arms. "I'm getting so sick and tired of you're goddamn attitude…I've put up with it for to long…"

"Ricky…calm down…I was just thinking…trying to remember what comes next…"

"Seriously…don't start with me. I hate to do this Tom but…"

The dreaded breakup…that's what's next…

"I think its best we broke up. It's not that you aren't a great guy Tom…but I can't put up with you're bull shit anymore." Ricky got up and sashayed back to the school.

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"Tom! Wake up honey, I'm home!" Angel shook Tom awake.

"Wha…what the hell?" Collins sat up quickly. "Angel!" Collins jumped up and hugged her.

"What a nice hello." Angel giggled she squirmed playfully in his arms.

"I had the craziest dream…" Collins said sitting back down on the bed. Angel instinctively sat down on his lap.

"Tell mama all about it." Angel shifted so she was looking at Tom.

"I was back in high school…Mark was there…and so wasn't someone else…someone I dated in high school…" Collins said slowly. Angel frowned. "It didn't work out…he didn't like my attitude so he broke up with me…"

"What was his name?" Angel asked eagerly.

"Ricky…Ricky Dumott." Collins froze. Angel stared at him.

"Ricky?" She knew the name. She knew it well. "What high school did you go to?"

"Upper Scarsdale Tech…class of 1984." Collins said. "Why?"

"I attended that school honey." Angel said softly.

"You did! How ironic is this?" Collins laughed and kissed Angel on the cheek.

"Collins…you don't get it."

"Get what?" Collins scrunched his eyebrows.

"I was Ricky Dumott. I changed my name when I got to the city. Dumott is my middle name now…"