((I do love watch guys get twisted round the fingers of girls, it makes me laugh, although maybe that's because I'm single, Oh Well! on with the show!))

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The sky was bright that night, unusually bright, as Alex lay on the roof and gazed out at the constellations among the stars, he often came up here, normally when he just wanted to be alone to think, he could see hundreds of different patterns and shapes as his imagination joined the dots with the stars, he looked out over the city, he could see the bright lights from all of the cinema's, late night shops and anything else that happened to be open and 10:30 in the evening, he had heard at school that there was predicted to be a meteor shower at the weekend, maybe he could convince mum to take a day of work, and maybe, just maybe, they could go up on the hill and watch it together, just the two of them, as a family. He looked back at the sky as a cold breeze made him shudder, then he saw a flash, not a bright flash, and not very big, but small enough that you would have been having to pay attention to see it, he blinked and rubbed his eyes.

"Must be tired" he said allowed, not caring if anyone could here, after all, who else would be on the roof of a block of flats at this time at night,

"Really?" came a surprising reply from just above him, Alex turned, fearing the worst,

"Mum?, is that you?" he asked tentatively

"Alex, do I really sound like you're mother???" It was Courtnie, she was sitting in-front of one of the vent's that dotted the top of the flats, the heat being vented out was blowing a warm breeze across her, her gingery-copper hair was untied, and hung down partially obscuring her face from view, he looked up at the stars.

"Don't they look beautiful tonight?" she asked Alex, shifting closer to him, it was then that he realised that she was only in her pyjamas, which seemed to be made of some kind of blue silk, with more Kirby on it, 'What is her obsession with Kirby' he thought, whilst his mouth said "Aren't you cold up here?"

"Not really" she replied "For some reason I don't feel the cold that well"

"That makes two of us then"

She moved a little closer and Alex caught a whiff of perfume, his breathing quickened slightly as he glanced at her quickly before he turned away, blushing deeply, she turned, seeming to notice that he kept glancing at her,

"Alex?" her voice quavered slightly, she was holding something back

"Huh?"

"Do you like me?"

An awkward silence hung in the air, Alex could hear his heart beating, "What do I say?" his head said, then he peered over the edge, he saw and heard the familiar noise of his mum's car driving into the parking lot, a few stories below them,

"Uhhhhh…, I gotta go Courtnie, that's my mum down there, and If she's me up here, with you", he pulled his hand across his throat, showing just how much trouble he would be in, before getting up and running over, and with a glance back at her, ran back down the stairs to his level.

Courtnie waited until she heard his door slam, before she got up and began making her way towards the stairs, "Oh well" she said softly to herself, "I'll get him eventually", she made her way back home, and began planning what she would do tomorrow. (Muhahaha, I'm so evil, you honestly thought something would happen this early, no chance, you'll have to wait for that)

------------------------------------------------------ In The Morning -----------------------------------------------------------

Alex woke with a start, he blinked at the sunlight pouring through the window, someone must have opened his curtains, and he glanced at his clock, and jumped out of bed with a start, "WHAT!, half past 8, that's impossible I set my alarm for 6:30" he thought, then he noticed that his alarm button was set to off, "That's just weird!, I'm a hundred percent sure that I turned it on, I know I did, because I did it right after I shut my Curtains" he said talking mainly to his bookshelf. Then he noticed that someone had re-arranged his book, instead of being in a general muddle, they were all nice and orderly, running in series, alphabetically, "Ok, Now I'm dreaming" he said, and just to make sure, he pinched himself, hard, leaving a red mark on the back of his hand, then he noticed that that strange mark on his hand was still there, he had almost forgotten it, especially after last night, he shuddered, but he pushed that aside and got undressed, before getting into the shower.

The hot water coursed down him as it cleared the fog of sleep from his head, he leaned against the wall, trying to keep himself steady, he felt a bit giddy as he washed his hair and rinsed it, although he didn't really care how his hair looked, he took great paints in washing it, he must have got it from his mother, then he pulled his towels of the radiator and dried himself, before getting changed into his clothes, he put on his black jeans and his red T-Shirt with 'Liberty or Death' scrawled on it in big black letters, it had been a gift from his dad's parents, but they didn't speak to them very often, only on his birthday, and even then they didn't speak much, it was more of a "Hello", "Thank-You", "Good-Bye".

He sighed deeply, he wished things would just go back to normal, but there was a better chance of the sun exploding, than there was a chance of him uniting the shattered remnants of his family. He picked up his school bag and walked out of the door, slamming it behind him.

His usual route to the train station was interrupted by road-works, which seemed to be everywhere at the moment, so he skirted around the station and decided that he would go in the back-way, he managed to find the way in, paid his fare and got on the next train, then he got off at his stop, and began the trek to school, he passed through the park, and crossed over the bridge, and finally entered the school grounds, I twas a dreary place, a number of small, grey Buildings, surrounding a gothic-style 3-story building, that looked about as out of place as a Bride Groom among penguins, he sighed again, and start trudging toward the block that had History written on it in purple letters.

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"What do you mean that I'm Special?, I'm not anything, I'm just a normal person", [Imagine Alex in the Head Teachers office with his mother, getting in trouble]

"I won't let you hurt her, so back off" [Imagine Alex, standing protectively over Courtnie, facing off against an Ogremon] (Scary!)

All this comng up next time up next time on Digimon, Time of Reunion