A/N: I know, it's been awhile. School! Blame it! LoL! Cause it's keeping me from writing and it's being mean! LOL sorry, but here it is and it's dedicated DeeLee because I was wrong when I thought they forgot about me! Thank you much for not forgetting about me! Oh and thanx for all the other reviews D But they didn't so hip hip hooray for me! Anyway, I don't own anything, so you can't sue me, I do tho own my story plot, don't take it! Now, I hope everyone likes this chapter! I know some people should P

-Kate-

Lunch was over and Jack was just about to depart from her. She wanted to hang out with him longer and there was no way she was about to skip class. There was only one thing to do.

"Jack!" She called out. He was further away from her than she remembered. Still, the shout made it to his ears. He turned with a smile.

"Yes?" He asked, wondering what exactly she was goin to tell him.

"I was just . . . I uh, maybe you wanted to meet me after school and do homework or something," She invited. She had to talk to him more, get to know him on better terms. And when he nodded, Kate felt the most relieved she had felt in awhile.

"I'll meet you at your locker after the bell," He smiled. For once something was going right and he didn't have the stress of anything else to worry about.

"See you then," She grinned and turned to walk away. She was happy that he had agreed, but what exactly where they going to talk about? Now there was another issue to worry about. She was going to try to impress him. No! Wait, exactly why would she want to do that? Great, even more to worry about. She was going to get through this, she was.

-Boone-

The bell had rung and he was on his way out the door. When he spotted Shannon, he was determined to talk to her. So before she could disappear into the mass of teens, He ran over to her.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a sec?" He asked.

She looked around at all her friends around her. "Can't you see I'm taking, dillweed?" She asked angrily.

"It will only take a second," He reassured her.

"Fine," She gave in. She turned to her friends, "Meet me at the stop sign at the end of the street." They nodded and set off, not turning to watch her.

"What the hell do you want?" She asked him.

"It's about Sayid."

"What about the jerk?"

"You see, he . . . wait. What?"

"Listen bro, you're a little slow on the uptake. We had an argument today. I'm probably going to break up with him tomorrow," She explained.

"Oh, well then-," he paused.

"What did you want to tell me anyway?"

"Nothing," he grinned. "Nothing at all."

Shannon rolled her eyes and walked back towards her friends, who hadn't managed to get too far. Boone watched in the shadows. Now he wasn't going to have to do anything. He would just get to sit back and watched.

-Sayid-

He watched as Boone approached Shannon. He knew what Boone had been up to. He was trying to break them up, but it wasn't going to happen. Not any time soon, not if he could help it. His hopes quickly dissolved when he heard Shannon say something about breaking up with him tomorrow. Now he knew that Boone had lied, He told Shannon a lie. Now he was going to 'talk' to Boone. He didn't go around telling lies to break people up, neither should Boone. So one way or another he was to cause Boone pain. Mentally, maybe even physically.

-Jack-

The bell rang and he didn't think he had ever been as nervous as he was now. He wasn't expecting Kate to invite him over, but nor was he expecting to even be friends with her by now. If that's what they wanted to call it anyway. Kate was a fragile girl, Jack could tell and he wasn't about to break her. This was what scared him. Screwing up and doing something unforgivable, like he usually did when he tried these things.

But when he saw Kate at her locker, all he could think about was her. It didn't matter, he would take it step by step and eventually it would turn out ok; Or so he hoped. As he approached her she smiled and started walking towards him.

"You ready?" She asked.

"Yeah, are you?"

"Yeah, I just have to grab my book," She grinned.

Jack nodded and waited. They soon walked out of the school together and they were on their way. Jack didn't care what happened as long as he got through today.

-James-

He walked out of the school. All he could think about was her and their argument at the lunch table. He didn't want it to happen that way and it was all his fault. Well, at least his dumb habit of pushing matters. Now he would probably get suspended, and if that did in fact happen, he was going to drop out. He never really cared for school in the first place. Though, at the same time, he felt as if he wanted to go to school for some strange reason. It could be because he didn't much like his foster parents, or maybe because it just gave him something to do. It didn't matter now, he wouldn't have a chance for much longer because no matter how much he studied, he never really understood anything. He needed it explained, he needed . . . a tutor. As much as he hated to admit it, he needed her, way more than she would ever need him.

He sighed as he reached his front doorstep. He moved swiftly through the door and straight into his room, ignoring his 'mother' and all her little faking comments, only reason she was doing it was to get a few bucks off him from the child services. He rolled his eyes in spite. He threw his backpack onto his bed as he plunged his body with it. He stared straight at the ceiling with tired eyes. He closed his eyes and rested without another disturbance . . . at least for awhile.

-Charlie-

Lunch had gone way better than expected for him. He still couldn't even believe she actually sat with him at lunch. It was almost as if he was walking on clouds for the rest of the day. Even more surprisingly she talked to him in his fourth class period. And wanted to know more about him. He never thought that it would actually work out, but it did. Now it was the end of the day, he would have to do something so she didn't wake up tomorrow and realize he was just the weird kid in the class that was just another rabid rock fan.

He walked up to her silently, stalking in the shadows, unsure of exactly what he was going to say, but as he approached his head became more and more scattered.

"Hey, Claire," He smiled gently.

"Charlie, I didn't see you there," She beamed back.

"Yeah, I just wanted to maybe ask you a question."

"Oh? And exactly what would that question be?" She grinned, knowing that she was going to get her wish.

"Maybe do you want to uh, . . . maybe you would like to, maybe . . . Um, Claire, would you like me to walk you home?" He stuttered.

"I think uh, maybe I would like that," She giggled sweetly.

Charlie grinned as he took Claire's hand, softly. He thought that maybe, just maybe, something would go good for once.

-Eko-

He sighed and held his head in his hands. He really didn't have the time for this. He was regretting having any contact with Ana Lucia at all. It's not like he didn't want someone to talk to, but he just wasn't going to be able to be there if he needed her. What happened to his plan? The one about leaving all alone so he could get out of this place faster? Going to college, not worrying about leaving anyone behind? And just getting to be himself? Now it was all ruined.

Though, he did kind of like having someone to talk to. The only person to have contact with him since his first year. He had someone that he could now say something to without them giving him an odd look or being ignored completely. So whether this was a good mistake or a bad one, he was kinda glad he made it.

-Ana-

She paced back and forth down the hall. Everyone was gone, out of the school by now. She was going to follow what Eko had said. She was going to wait it out, but how long? She rubbed her temples slowly with her back against the wall. She did regret doing that to James, but she had to blow up at someone, it just shouldn't have been him.

She lingered down the hall, spotting the exit at the end. She ran her fingers in her hair. She knew that whatever happened it would probably end up bad. And as she was out the school doors she panicked but started to run. Running seemed to be the only thing keeping her mind straight lately, so she hoped in her time of need it would still work. Ana knew exactly where he lived in fact it was just down the street from her grandmother's old house, which wasn't too far away from school.

And as she slowed down when he saw his house from a small distance, once again she began to panic. Thoughts raced through her head on what she would say. What if she got the wrong house? What if he was still mad? What if she made a fool of herself?

She reached his front porch and took a deep breath, calming herself. It was the moment of truth. She reached up and pressed the small round button before her. She breathed heavily out of her nerves and waited.

The door opened but she saw no one. She was puzzled until she heard a voice.

"Can I help you?" A small voice asked. Ana looked down at a small girl. She had brown hair and green eyes, totally opposite of James, so they couldn't be related. Maybe she had the wrong house.

"Yeah, uh, is James there?" She questioned, still in unbelief that she was doing this.

"Hold on," She rolled her eyes. "James!" She yelled loudly. There was no reply. The girl sighed. "Hold on, I'll go get him, he's probably listening to his music. You can come in if you want.

"That's okay, I'll wait out here."

The girl shrugged and walked into the house. Ana sat down on the porch step and waited. She had no idea what exactly she was going to say, but it would have to be something that didn't let her guard down, but still made him forgive her. She was going to have to-

"You come here often, muchacha?" He said cooly.

"No," she tried her best not to smile.

"Yeah, I didn't figure so," He left his spot from the doorway and joined her on the step.

"Yeah, well I just kind of came by to apologize about earlier, I shouldn't have taken it out on you. It's just-."

"Hey, don't sweat it, xena," He told her.

"Thanks, but I just want to know if you want me to still be your tutor, I don't want things to get awkward or anything," She laughed. There was silence for a second, almost as if he was weighing the outcome of the situation. She nudged him.

"Only if you want to," He grinned.

"Hey, it's good for my permanent record, that's cool with me," She laughed.

"Yeah, I'm sure that's the reason," He laughed back.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She raised her eyebrow.

"Nothing really, chica, you're just avoiding the fact that you like me," He beamed playfully.

"Oh yeah, exactly," She rolled her eyes. He laughed at her sarcasm. She stood.

"I better be going, I gotta do me homework," She made up an excuse.

For some reason, James could never say exactly why, but he did. "Wait," he said calmly as he pulled her wrist, spinning her around. They were face-to-face now. She stared him straight in the eyes, sapphire, like an ocean mist. He started to lean forward, gently placing a kiss on her lips, it became more and more passionate with each passing moment.

"James, Mom says-," The little girl came through the door, but stopped. They broke apart.

"Hallie, I'll be in, in a minute," He turned to her and said. And when he turned back around, she was gone, already running down the street. He couldn't bring himself to follow her. He just wouldn't move.

A/N: Okay, tell me if it's bad, I've never done one of those scenes before, so tell me what you think. I know, It's not the best, but I have to get back into the habit of writing. And sorry if it was a bit rushed. If it was, just tell me and I'll delete the chapter and start over! Thanx for staying with me to read this. Updates will hopefully start to be sooner! And please, PLEASE review! I need to know how this went . . .