A/N: I must say that I'm disappointed. On my first chapter, I got seven great reviews, and than on my second, I only got two. Not that I'm ungrateful, but still, was it really that bad? Well, it's ok anyway. I plan on writing this all the way through. I hope to finish by April, but you never know how life will get in the way. Just so you all know, Katie isn't all that important. She's just Andrew's friend. This isn't going to be an Andrew/Katie centric fic. So don't worry about a Mary Sue. You can rest easy anyway, I hope you like this chapter!

P.S. For any of you curious, I got the name of this story from a line in the song Alive by Superchick. It's a really good, if not strange, song. You should check it out.

P.P.S There's this song by Skillet that fits Andrew's situation perfectly. Any fan of Chronicle should definitely check it out. It's called Open Wounds and it's amazing.

P.P.P.S And Last but not least, there's a video on YouTube by Ryan Higa called Movie In Minutes: Chronicle. It's freaking hilarious. If you haven't seen it, you absolutely have to! Go check it now! Before you even read this! I'm serious.

The rest of Andrew's day went a little better. Just a little. Katie had a few classes with him, and she persistently stuck around him whenever she could. He found her infuriating, but still kind. Just the fact that she was trying so hard to make sure he wasn't lonely meant something to him. He wasn't heartless. At least he thought he wasn't. For all he knew he could have been a serial killer just a few short weeks ago.

He saw Maxine and Kris a few times in the halls, but neither paid him any mind. They were too busy with their friends and what not to care how his day had been going.

As soon as his last class was over, he was out the school's front door in an instant. He couldn't get away fast enough.

His first day had been, in his personal opinion, an epic fail. The only 'friend' he made was slightly crazy and happened to have a few shady scars, everybody thought he was some kind of freak, and he was starting to agree with them. All throughout the day, strange things had happened. First there was the teacher's mug imploding, of course, but than other weird things kept happening to him too. It seemed as though freaky was just drawn to him. All day he'd had this headache that kept going and than coming back. It was a dull throbbing in the back of his brain, like someone was trying to communicate with him, as odd as it sounded. It never fully left. And than, in his last class, this kid had been grabbing his papers and crumbling them up, punching him in his arms, and spitting on his desk all throughout the period, and near the end, when the jerk had gotten particularly annoying, his desk had miraculously toppled over. He certainly had a laugh over it, but the happening still unnerved him.

That kind of stuff just doesn't happen. Not in real life. The lack of answers was starting to wear on him. He couldn't take not knowing about everything. If he could just remember his last name, he would be able to find his family, or at least someone who could clue him in a little.

His burn scars were healing at an alarming rate. Now, they were only these light pink splotches blemishing his skin. He hoped Viola wouldn't notice, and knowing her she wouldn't. Even if she did she wouldn't care.

Voila had told him to go home with Maxine and Kris, both of whom took the bus, but he didn't feel like being cooped up a smelly yellow metal monster, and he knew the way to Tyler's house, so he decided to walk. Viola probably wouldn't find out anyway.

From the schoolyard he started up the sidewalk, his hands jammed into his jean pockets as he tried to stay inconspicuous. He didn't want to attract attention, especially of the bullying type. He hoped his walk home would be nice and quiet, and time where he could think things through a little.

"Hey Andrew, wait up!" Katie called from behind him.

Andrew sighed in annoyance, determinedly keeping his fast pace away from Katie's general direction. He didn't need an escort home.

"So how was your first day?" She asked once she'd caught up with him.

"Just dandy." Andrew replied sarcastically.

Katie laughed bitterly, her eyebrows raised in amusement.

"That great, huh? Well that's pretty much what you could expect from a small town like this. We're not Texas, kid. People around here don't take well to newcomers. But you don't have to worry too much. They'll warm up to you eventually." Katie consoled.

"I don't really care if anyone 'warms up to me'. I don't plan on staying long. I just hate that I'm being forced to go to this stupid school and stay with Viola." He admitted to her, his voice laced with venom.

As they spoke they both walked together in the direction of Viola's house. Andrew's thoughts of the bizarre things that had occurred that day were pushed to the back of his mind.

"I've heard of Viola Tyler before. I pity you, having to stay with that woman. She's awful. Rumor has it that the only reason she's even allowed to foster kids is because she bribes the police so they don't report her. I'm not sure why she would do that though." Katie said, making a face.

"It's probably because she wants the money given to her to provide for us. She already told me that if I wanted to buy new clothes or anything else, I have to get a job." Andrew explained.

"Hmmm." Katie thrummed unconvinced.

"Why are you hanging out with me anyways? I'm pretty sure I made it quite clear that I'm not searching for any form of friendship." Andrew looked over at the girl beside him with narrowed eyes.

Katie sighed and clutched her backpack straps tightly.

"Because I kinda know what you're going through. I was the new kid here once, a long time ago, and no one ever tried to help me. I don't want that to happen to you. I don't know if you realize it, but you look kind of fragile." She said quietly.

Andrew scoffed.

"I do not." He spat at her.

"Yeah, you do. And it would be freaky if you didn't. I mean, come on! You have a severe case of amnesia, mysterious burn scars, and you're living with Viola Tyler. That's enough to cause anyone to have a nervous breakdown!" Katie exclaimed avidly.

"Whatever." Andrew rolled his eyes.

They came up to Viola's lavender, Victorian style house and stopped just outside. Katie shuffled her feet, not sure what to do.

"Well, this is my stop. Thanks, I guess, for walking me home." Andrew said slowly, trying to at least be a little nice.

Katie beamed at him. She jumped up on the tips of her toes and gave him quick hug.

"You're welcome. I'll see you tomorrow, Andrew." She said as she pulled away. She continued on down the sidewalk, waving at him when she turned the corner.

Andrew watched her leave uncertainly. He was glad she was gone, in a way. But at the same time it was nice knowing she was willing to go out of her way for him. He almost didn't want to see her leave. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, pushing his conflicting feelings aside. Katie Harris could be dealt with later.

He opened the front door to Viola's house and stepped inside. He dumped his backpack by the door and walked to the kitchen to get a drink. He wasn't surprised to see that everyone else, besides Viola, was already home. They'd taken the faster way.

"Where were you? I thought you were supposed to come home with Kris and I." Maxine questioned suspiciously from her spot at the dining table. She had her school books fanned out in front of her and she appeared to be doing her homework, but Andrew could see the Totallyhot Teen magazine hidden unsuccessfully under her thigh.

"I walked home. Why do you care? Nosy much?" He shot back, grabbing a water bottle and leaving for the living room.

"I could tell Viola!" She yelled after him.

"Like she'll care!" He yelled back.

He entered the living room and plopped down on the couch. He barely had time to take a swig of water before he was ambushed by a tiny bundle of pink. Curran jumped up on his lap, clad in all pink clothing, making her dark black hair even more prominent. Andrew chocked on the liquid, couching up a storm as he tried to keep the water from going down the wrong tube.

"Andrew!" The little Asian girl screamed happily. "You're home!"

"Yeah, I'm back." Andrew replied weakly, refusing to call the house home.

"I'm so glad! You're so much more interesting than all the others here they're boring. Guess what? Today in class we started learning our multiplication tables, and I'm doing really well! But than at lunch, Molly Holowitz stole my cookie and that ruined my whole day. She didn't even get caught. And on the bus ride home, Ricky Sol spilled his chocolate milk on my dress, so I had to change. But besides that, my day was ok. How was yours." Curran was speaking so fast Andrew had a hard time following her. Her sentences didn't make all that much sense and she slurred some of her words, but he got the gist of it.

"Uhhh," He was completely unable to reply. He hadn't expected to be jumped like this. Curran had seemed so shy when he first met her, but than he realized what this must be for her. She couldn't exactly tell Viola about anything, so she told the next best person, and at the moment, that was him. Maxine wouldn't care, Kris was horrible with kids, and Hank and Rebecca were younger than she was. "My day was… good."

"Yay!" She squealed. Curran was looking at him with wide, admiring eyes. He absently wondered if maybe she tried this with everyone, and his reaction was the first positive one she'd ever gotten.

Curran moved from his lap to his side, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV. He was about to get up, but she than snuggled up to his side, grabbing hold of his arm, and he couldn't bring himself to detach her. This actually kinda felt good. Like how family was supposed to feel like. Curran might have only been a little kid, but she had a big heart.

Andrew hunkered down for a little while, prepared to watch Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi until Curran decided to let him up. He could do that for her.

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"Man, I really missed how this feels!" Steve hollered at the top of his lungs, soaring high up in the clouds.

He and Matt were currently flying from town to town, looking for any sign of Andrew. Of course, they were only checking out the towns close to Seattle for now. Casey was back at her house, scouring the Internet for any information about a kid in his late teens either being found or taken to a hospital and no one knowing who he was. She was actually being quite helpful, Steve could admit. He hadn't expected that.

So far, they hadn't found anything though, and it was disheartening, to say the least. Steve really wanted Andrew back and safe with them.

He knew he should hate the kid, that he should really hate him, but he couldn't bring himself to. That night, the night Andrew had… killed him, he should have seen the signs that he was pushing his friends a little too far. He should have just flown back to down and dealt with him once he was on the ground again. Andrew had been an emotional wreck, and he couldn't blame him for that. The kid had been through hell. And with his mother's death… he couldn't bring himself to feel anything but pity for Andrew. Well, pity and a string bond of friendship. That had never been severed. He still considered Andrew to be his closest friend besides Matt.

Before the two of them, kids only ever befriended him for his popularity.

To be brutally honest, Steve was afraid of what would happen when they found Andrew. He wasn't sure of have much he would remember. When his body had healed, down in that casket, he'd been confused for days before he was able to put his life all together. His theory was that their brains took longer to heal than their bodies, so the memories came back later. What if Andrew didn't want to come back with them, what if he was happy where he was? What would they do than?

Steve knew what he would do. He would drag Andrew out of their kicking and screaming. He would grab is friend and fly him away until they where somewhere Andrew couldn't run away from them, somewhere he would be safe. With his friends. It was selfish, he knew that, but he also knew he would hesitate to do it if he had the chance.

He couldn't exactly go back to his old life. His parents still didn't know he was back, and he knew they wouldn't take it well. They didn't like anything abnormal. A word which described him perfectly. He was pretty sure, if he were to try and explain it all to them, they would disown him.

"Come on man, stay serious here." Matt shouted after him, but Steve could hear the smile in his voice. Matt was probably just as happy to be in the skies again as he was. The feeling was one that could never be replaced. It made it all the more special knowing they were the only ones ever to fully experience it, at least as far as they knew.

They were over Fort Lewis, near Tacoma, on their second day of searching. Andrew had been missing for four days. On their first day they'd travels to Everett, Marysville, and Arlington, but there had been not signs of Andrew anywhere. Casey was focusing her search on Oregon, Idaho, and Montana.

"Let's land, Steve. We'll search 'Lewis and than head home. It'll be getting dark by the time we're done." Matt said, pointing towards the ground.

He nodded and gave a thumbs up so he didn't have to yell over the wind, but internally his gut twisted. He didn't want to stop and Fort Lewis. They were just giving Andrew another day to get farther away. Not that he thought Andrew was running from them, he was pretty sure the kid would still have amnesia for a few more days at the least, but that didn't mean Andrew didn't keep moving because he didn't know what he was supposed to do.

As Steve headed for the ground, he could see the look of regret that flashed over Matt's face. After that he knew Matt wanted to find Andrew just as much as he did.

A/N: Well, I hope you all liked it. As you have probably noticed, Andrew happens to be my favorite character, so he's the center of attention. I know the whole thing with Curran might seem kind of stupid to you, but I wanted to give some of the other foster kid's character's a little life.

I need your help with something pretty important for this story. I've already asked a someone for their opinion, and they were quite helpful, but I want to know the popular vote as well. Should I have Matt and Steve find Andrew early on in the story, or towards the end? Because I have big plans for both plots, I just need to know what you think of it all. Please tell me what you think!