Kane sat in science with Josh, waiting for Coach Bolten, AKA Josh's grandpa, to get in. The big, old, man walked in and looked at his new students. He had aged with dignity, his hair had a grey streak though it and his wrinkles made him look more wise than old. He smiled at Josh and Kane before going to his desk.

"Welcome to Physical science. Your first of many science classes in your high school career." Jack smiled. "You can call me Coach Bolton. I expect to see some of you," His eyes settled on Josh and Kane, "At the basketball tryouts." Kane smiled and nodded at Coach, but Josh gave a feeble smile and went about doodling in his notebook. Jack frowned for a moment before going back to the class. "Anyway, I'll pass out the class syllabus and we'll talk about what you're going to need in this class.

After that class Josh hurried out before his grandfather could say anything to him and nearly ran head on into Alyssa Danforth.

"Jeez Josh, trying to kill someone?" She asked with a playful smile.

"Was thinking about it." Josh nodded, jokingly of course. He walked to his locker and waited for Jeremy, they had their next class together and had agreed to meet before going.

"Hey Josh." Jeremy smiled, walking over.

"Why's everyone smiling today?" He asked.

"Because it's a great day. I've yet to get beaten and I like my teachers and we have drama." Jeremy shrugged as they walked.

"Yeah but we're back in school." Josh wrinkled his nose. "I don't like that. Now I have to deal with Grandpa."

"Oh yeah, sorry about that man." Jeremy patted Josh's back as they walked in the room and took seats near the front. They talked for a little while before the door opened and a woman with a walking stick walked in. She grinned meanly at Jeremy and walked over, stopping in front of him.

"Mr. Evans I presume." Jeremy looked up with wide eyes.

"How did you... Molly and Liam." He realized, remembering they had this room for homeroom.

"Exactly. Let's hope you don't get off on the same start as they did. I'm Ms. Darbus." She said to the class. "You shall not call me anything but Ms. Darbus, not Miss, Mrs or Darby, as one of my aunt's students apparently called her."

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"CJ sit down." Miss Annie said to Chad Jr, who was trying to go back to the toys.

"But I wanna play." CJ whined.

"CJ sit down! It's sing time." Danica Cross ordered. CJ pouted but sat, as Danica was his best friend.

"Very good." Miss Annie smiled. "Okay Children, what do we want to sing first?"

"Wheels on the bus!" A little girl cried and they began singing. CJ stayed silent, he hated singing, but he liked to listen to it. He swayed back and forth with the music, looking longingly at the basketball goal in the corner of the room. CJ was every bit his dad's son. And as Chad's only son he was always playing basketball with his dad and Janey. He looked up when Miss Annie's assitant, Miss Lily, taped him on the shoulder.

"Sing CJ." She whispered. CJ sighed and began singing.

"The babies on the bus go wah wah wah, wah wah wah, wah wah wah." He stopped as soon as Miss Lily moved on. He was hoping his dad would hurry up and come get him to take him home. He hated Kindergarten, they were making him learn to write, which he didn't want to learn. His mom taught him to write CJ and he figured that was all he needed to know. Danica nudged him and he started singing just as the song ended.

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Patrick sat in his desk, waiting for class to end. it was so close he could feel it.

"Patrick." Mr. Doole said for te umpteenth time. "Would you please keep your mind in class?" He asked.

"Uhh... sorry." Patrick apologizing, looking at the front of the classroom. Mr. Doole shook his head but finished what he was saying before the bell rang. Patrick jumped up, grabbed his back pack and went to wait for his mom. He sat on a stone bench and pulled out a comic book. He was obsessed with comics, reading them and, more recently, drawing them.

"Look it's Bolton." Patrick froze and looked behind him and frowned. It was Chuck Lyle, AKA the bully that had been picking on Patrick since the first grade.

"Leave me alone." Patrick said, looking down at his comic.

"What if I don't?" Check asked, walking closer.

"Just go away." Patrick said, keepig his eyes on his comic. "come on mom." he whispered.

"What's this?" Chuck yanked the comic from Patrick's hands. "Loserman huh?" He looked at the cover.

"Give it back." Patrick looked for one of the watchers, but one was busy with the younger kids and the other two were dealing with other kids.

"No." Chuck held it up over his head with a grin. "Get it." He said. Patrick jumped for it, but missed.

"Too short." Chuck's minion Joe laughed.

"Give it!" Patrick repeated, jumping again.

"Too short." Joe repeated. There was a car honking and Josh's head stuck out of a window.

"Come on- What's going on?" He opened the door and stepped out.

"Nothing, just, playing." Chuck handed patrick the comic book. Alaura honked the horn.

"I don't have all day." She said. Patrick grabbed his backpack again and hurried to the car.

"Where's mom?" He asked, settling in between Kane and Josh.

"She had something or another and asked me to pick you up." Alaura answered, driving towards home.

"So Pat, what was up with that kid?" Josh asked.

"Nothing, just playing, like he said." Patrick shrugged, willing Alaura to go faster with his mind.

"Whatever." Josh shrugged, giving Patrick a suspicious look.

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Lydia walked into the house and dropped her keys on the table by the door.

"Marshall I'm home." she called. Lydia and Marshall had started dating their senior year of high school. They'd moved in together when they'd gone to college, much to the dismay of Chad.

"Good, it's about time to go." Marshal walked into the front room of the apartment and kissed Lydia on the cheek. Lydia had agreed to going to a family dinner, which she now sort of regretted. She loved her family to death, but college was hard, and she just wanted to get dinner and go to bed.

"Okay." Lydia nodded, turning. They couple headed down the hall to the elevator. They were in love with the apartment they managed to get. It was the second floor, corner apartment, two bedrooms. Perfect size for them. Lydia got into the passenger seat and Marshall drove the ten minute drive to the Danforth house and they got out and knocked on the door of the brick house. Lydia closed her eyes and remembered. She remembered being six years old and playing in the front yard with her dad. She remembered a few years later, babysitting Alyssa and Janey. She was seventeen years old before CJ was born, but she loved bringing the baby outside and playing with him.

It had never been hidden from her that she was adopted, nor did they lie about her parent's deaths. She was always told what happened.

"Lydia." Taylor smiled, hugging her eldest daughter.

"Hey mom." Lydia hugged back.

"Marshall, how are you?" Taylor asked, she always liked him. Thought that could have been because he was planning on becoming a doctor.

"Pretty good, Working hard." Marshal nodded.

"Well come in, dinner's almost ready." Taylor ushered the two in and almost as soon as they were in the door Alyssa, Janey and CJ were on them

"Lydia!" Janey cried "School was sooooo boring!"

"Shut up Janey, Lydia doesn't want to hear about your day." Alyssa snapped. "I think Gary may actually like me." She smiled.

"Miss Lily made me sing." CJ pouted.

"Okay, hang ong, hang on." Lydia laughed, no longer regretting coming. "Let us sit down, then Aly, you go first, then Janey, then CJ you can tell me about Miss Lily." She and Marshall sat down and were bombarded by the three kids.

Taylor stood at the door, she loved how much the kids adored Lydia. She went to the kitchen to finish dinner and set it on the dining room table.

"So Marshall." Chad said, as they ate. "What kind of a doctor is it you want to be?" He asked, even though he already knew.

"Pediatrition." Marshall answered. "Mrs. Danforth, this spighetti is delicious." he complimented, taking a huge bite.

"Thank you Marshall." Taylore smiled.

"When are you going to Marry Lydia?" Janey asked. Taylor, Chad and Lydia all choked on their food. Marshall calmly used his napkin to wipe his mouth and looked at Janey.

"When I think we're both ready for it. Right now we're too busy with school and work. I want to wait until we can dedicate our time to each other." Janey nodded, satisfied with the answer. Lydia looked at him with a grin.

"Good answer." Taylor laughed. Chad simply glared at the man, shoving a huge bit of pasta in his mouth.

A/N ooooh Chad's not happy. So do you all preferr it in first person or third? I'm not sure which I like more. Review!