A/N: In this chapter, Audrey has arrived in Angel Grove and her friends, still unsuccessful at getting their parents to agree refuse to give up.

Thank you to Lavonne Adams and serena4ever2006. There are some more old characters introduced in this chapter. I hope you like.

Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers or anything related.

Chapter Two: Meeting People

Evans Home, Angel Grove, CA

Audrey sighed as she unpacked her things in her new bedroom. As much as she hated to admit it, this was now home. She walked over to her window and looked out over the town. Tears filled her eyes. She walked over to her bed and picked up the stuffed dolphin Mallory and Alana gave her as a going away present. She sat on her bed, leaning against her pillow, clutching her dolphin tightly. Why did her parents have to move her here? Why did she have to leave all of her friends, everything she knew. She wiped her tears away as she stared straight ahead. She glanced down at her pink nails. They needed to be repainted. She walked out of her room and to her bathroom. She looked around, but she couldn't find any remover. "Mom!" She called. She must not have unpacked it, but maybe her mom knew where hers was.

"Yes, dear?" Alyssa Evans came to her daughter's bathroom. She looked just like an older version of her daughter. She had the same blonde hair and their facial features resembled one another so much.

"Do you know where your nail polish remover is?" She asked, wiping away another tear.

If Alyssa noticed her daughter had been crying, it didn't show. "Yes, I do." She walked away and returned a few minutes later with a bottle of remover. Audrey took it and walked back into her room. She picked up a bottle of pink nail polish off the dresser and walked over to her desk. She started crying more as she removed it. The last time her nails were painted, she was over at Mallory and Alana's house. They had all painted one another's nails. She let her nails dry, then began slowly painting them again. As the tears ran down her cheeks, she couldn't wipe them away.

Kimberly's Studio

Kimberly Hart sat in her office in her new studio. Somehow in the past three months she had managed to completely avoid Tommy Oliver. Maybe in addition to moving on, he moved away. She thought bitterly to herself. She sighed as she looked out the window. She had also not really run into anyone else yet. The one she wanted to see the most, yet dreaded all at the same time was Tommy. Her first love, her only love. She began making phone calls, trying to get equipment for her studio. As soon as she got equipment and a receptionist, she could begin classes, as long as she got students, that is.

While she made her phone calls, memories flooded her from years ago.

Tears ran down Kimberly's cheek as she wrote the letter. Why was she writing the letter? There wasn't anyone else and if Tommy really knew her, he would know that. Would this letter really make him happy? That was what she was going for. The sole reason for writing this letter was to allow him to move on, not tie him down to a girl all the way across the country. She was doing this for his happiness, not hers. It was that thought that drove her on. This was in no way making her happy. It was killing her. Would Tommy hate her? She decided, as she wrote the letter, she could never move back to Angel Grove. She could never see the hate in his eyes. She couldn't bear it. Along with this letter, Florida was becoming her home, for good.

Kimberly laughed ironically. If Florida was her home, what was she doing back here? You're here because Kat asked you to come. Kat had finished the transfer and returned to Australia. Kimberly was here alone and she felt it. She hadn't seen anyone from her past, but she was possibly avoiding them all at the same time. Possibly? No, she was. In her time there, she had avoided any place she might run into her old friends. Why was she so worried about running into them? Because she had lost contact with each of them. She missed them, that was for sure. All of them. Tommy, her love. Even after all of these years, her love for him still flourished. It was true that she hoped whereever he was, he was happy. She also just wanted to know he didn't hate her. Was it possible he didn't? Trini, her best friend. Trini had left before she had, but she had been her best friend through so many years. She was the one Kimberly told everything about her feelings for Tommy and eventually her relationship with him. Jason, her other best friend. He also left Angel Grove before she did. He was there for her in so many ways. In addition to Tommy, he was her strength. There were times she wanted to give up and Jason refused to let her. Zack, the final one to leave before her, he was the comedian. If you ever wanted a good laugh, you could count on Zack. Then there was Billy. The brains. She never understood what he had to say, but until Trini left, she was always able to translate. He was also a very loyal friend, though very shy. After Trini, Jason and Zack left, she met three new friends, also very wonderful friends. Aisha replaced Trini as her confidant, but they lacked some of the oldness of the Trini and Kimberly friendship. Rocky and Adam were Jason and Zack's replacements respectively. She wasn't as close to either of them as she was to Jason or Zack, but she still valued their frienships. The last one was Kat. Kat was her own replacement. Their time together in Angel Grove was short and Kat had been against her, but in the end, they became close. Kat was actually the only one Kimberly kept contact with. She knew that Kat and Tommy dated, but she also knew they broke up. Beyond that, she didn't know what happened to Tommy, but she followed Kat's story back to Australia and eventually back to Angel Grove for a short time. She felt like she didn't belong. Kimberly thought to herself. The same feeling I'm getting.

She sighed as she continued getting busy signals. She hung up the phone and walked out of her office. She needed a break, desperately. She walked over to a few chairs she had assembled in the main room and picked up her guitar and began playing. That was another passion of hers that she never gave up. She was a gymnast, but she also loved music. She strummed a soothing tune on her guitar and began singing random lyrics to it.

Evans Home

Audrey lay on her bed looking over a map of Angel Grove. Was it really possible this place didn't have a gymnastics studio anywhere? She would have to go to LA for that then. That would, of course, provide complications. Her only source of transportation was her parents cars and they spent way too much time at the office. She couldn't expect it to be any different here. She heard her cell phone go off and walked over to her desk to pick it up. She glanced at the number. Mallory and Alana! The thought excitedly. "Hey!" She said, forcing a little happiness to her tone. She was glad to hear from them, but she hated being here.

"Hey Aud." Mallory said. "How's it going?"

"Horribly." Audrey sighed, sitting on her bed.

"I figured as much." Alana said. It seemed they had her on speakerphone again.

"Yeah..." She said, thoughtfully. "I really wish I could go back, you guys."

"We wish you could too!" Mallory said. "We miss you so much."

"I miss you guys too, more than you know." At least Mallory and Alana still had everything familiar to them. The only thing they were lacking was her. She lacked everything.

"I'm sure." Alana said. She understood this had to be much harder for Audrey than her or her sister.

"We want you home so so much!" Mallory exclaimed.

"I want to be home just as much as you want me home." Audrey said, sadly. Or possibly more. She thought. She didn't want her friends to know how miserable she felt here.

The three talked on the phone for a couple more minutes before the sisters had to go.

Audrey ended the call and grabbed her gym bag, slipping her cell phone inside.

She walked through town, hoping to find someplace to at least do some floor excersizes.

Kimberly's Studio

Kimberly sat there a little longer after finishing her song, then slowly set her guitar down. She walked out of the studio and began walking through town. She really didn't want to run into anyone, but she needed fresh air. She had thus far succeeded in avoiding her old friends, however, memories were a little harder to avoid. They were equally as hard to stomach. Everywhere she went held memories of her and Tommy. Her love as strong as ever, she ached to be in his arms again.

Tommy used to call her Beautiful. It was a nickname that she had come to love. She longed to hear him call her that name again. She longed to be his Beautiful once more.

"Kim?" She was torn from her thoughts by a voice. She looked at the girl.

"Audrey Evans?" She asked, not quite sure if she was seeing things.

"The one and the same." Audrey answered, completely shocked. "What are you doing here?"

"I live here." Kimberly answered, feeling bad once again for leaving her students without a word. She looked away slightly. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Audrey asked her, confused.

"For leaving the school. For leaving you." Kimberly answered. Audrey had been her starlet. She was going to be something one day and Kimberly was determined to get her there. That was, of course, until she left.

Audrey shrugged. "It's alright. I went to the school with bad news that day anyway."

Kimberly looked at her shocked. "You didn't quit did you?"

Audrey shook her head and laughed. "Me? Quit? No. I found out the night before that I was moving here." She waved her hand around at her new 'home'. "Closing on the house was today and we just finished moving everything in."

Kimberly stood there in shock. Audrey moved here? She could still teach her. She's in danger. Kimberly thought. Now wasn't the time to tell Audrey though. "Well, I'm opening a studio here in town, if you're interested."

Audrey smiled. "Really? Here? You? Yes!" She was unable to form a complete thought, but studying under Kimberly again was going to be great.

Kimberly smiled. Her first student, one of her own former students. Not only that, but her best former student. "Great, the equipment isn't in yet, but I'll go ahead and get you a form. In the meantime, you might check the youth center."

"For classes?" Audrey asked, not understanding.

"For equipment to practice on." Kimberly answered.

"Oh, alright. I'll check it out." Audrey said, happy to have found not only a place to practice, but also a place to take classes, and her former instructor at that.

Youth Center

Audrey was doing a difficult part of the routine Kimberly had taught her right before she had left Orlando. When Kim left, Audrey had decided she was going to perfect the entire routine and show it to Kim if she ever came to visit. She sort of slacked when she found out she was moving, but now that she was under Ms. Hart's training again, she was determined to succeed. At a stopping point, she toward the juice bar and caught someone's eye. She smiled at him, then proceeded to finish the routine.

He smiled and as she finished and walked over to her and extended his hand "Hi I am Tommy Oliver by your routine, I would guess you know Kim."

Audrey nodded. "Hello, Mr. Oliver." She said politely. "I'm Audrey Evans, and as a matter of fact I do." She said. "She was my instructor in Orlando."

"Yeah, I knew it. I watched her practice it over and over a long time ago. Well sorry to bother you." He walked back up to his table and sat down.

"You knew Kim a long time ago?" Audrey asked him. "Like before she went to Pan Global?"

"Yeah. Wow she never talked about me. That hurts, I thought we were really close." He smiled and looked down.

"Are you kidding?" Audrey asked. "In class?" She shook her head. "She talked about nothing but gymnastics. I wouldn't take it personally." Audrey had actually heard nothing about Kim's past... ever.

He smiled at her and scratched his head. "Yeah, you got a point anyway..."

Audrey smiled. "I'm sure if she talked about anyone, she would talk about you. I mean... who wouldn't?"

"Well are you going to the high school? If you are I might be teaching one of your classes." He smiled and stood up.

Audrey nodded. "I'm a senior. Really? What do you teach?"

"All the science classes and a little history." He put on his jacket. "Too bad your not a little older, or I would have asked you to dinner. Well, I am gonna have to get going see you in class." He smiled and started walking out.

"Alright." Audrey said. "Seeya." As she walked back over to the balance beam she wondered why she never had any gorgeous teachers in Orlando.

Tommy smiled walking to his car. He opened the door and sat in the driver's seat and smiled. "Maybe it wasnt a good idea for me to leave my number for one of my students, no matter how cute they are. She will probably think I am some wierd old man." he laughed and shut his car door and closed his eyes seeing him put a piece of paper on her back with his number on it.

After finishing her practice and changing, Audrey was packing her work out clothes away and a piece of paper fell to the floor. She picked it up, it was a number. To where though?

He pulled in his drive way and leans back in his car and sighed. "What was I doing? Maybe she wont see my name on it so she won't call or maybe she will not see it all together." He smiled an opened up his door.

Audrey looked at the paper, she was curious now. Then she saw the name. Tommy Oliver? When did he slip that to her? She debated calling the number, but she wasn't sure if she should. She didn't want to look like a boycrazy high school student, nevermind the fact she was a high school student.

He looked at his cell phone and smiled. "I want you to ring and I dont want you to." He laughed a little and got out of his car.

Parker Sisters' Home, Orlando, FL

Alana walked into the apartment she shared with her sister and sighed. "That went well." She said dryly.

"We're close." Mallory said. "I can feel it."

Alana sighed. Her hopes were dashed. There would be no way her parents would consent to her going to Orlando. Mallory was free to go, as long as Alana moved back in with them. She wanted to go with Mallory and she had stated she wasn't leaving without her sister anyway. "We're no closer than we were three months ago." She whoned at her sister as she fell back onto the couch.

"No, we're close." Mallory said. There were things Alana didn't know. Like when the Parkers pulled Mallory to the back room today.

"Mallory, come here for a second." Mrs. Parker said to her oldest daugther.

"What is it, mother?" Mallory asked, annoyed that her parents were still refusing to let Alana go.

"We want to show you something." Mr. Parker said.

"My wedding dress. You'll fit into it one day." Mrs. Parker confirmed with a smile.

"I'm not even dating anyone right now, mom." Mallory protested, but they pulled her to the back anyway.

Once in the back room, Mrs. Parker closed the door. "You'll take care of her?" She said to her daughter.

"You should already know I am." Mallory said, not catching on.

Mr. Parker smiled. "It's different across the country. Away from your parents. How do we know you'll still take care of her the same way?"

That was when Mallory caught on. Her parents who were set on the decision to force their youngest daughter to stay in Orlando were actually considering this? "Of course I will!" She said, trying not to sound too excited.

"We'll see about that." Mrs. Parker said, before opening the door. "See, I told you, it'll fit you perfectly." She said, now that Alana could hear once again.

"It's really beautiful mom, but I'm still single." Mallory said, playing along.

"For now." Mr. Parker said. "One day though..."

"You wish." Alana pouted. "I'm stuck here forever."

"Maybe." Mallory said with a knowing smile.

"Definitely." Alana answered. "I guess it's good we didn't tell Audrey, huh?"

"Oh come on, 'Lana, don't give up now." Mallory was getting exasperated.

"How can I not give up? Mom and dad are set on me staying in Orlando."

"Maybe." Mallory said, her smile returning.

Alana glanced at her sister. "What do you know?"

"Nothing."

"You know something."

"Nope, I know what you know. Nothing more, nothing less."

Angel Grove, CA

As Audrey walked home from the youth center, her mind was on Dr. Oliver. I can't believe he's a teacher. She said, she held his phone number in her hand, wondering if she could really call it and why he would leave his number with a sixteen year old. A sixteen year old who was developing her first crush in six months, on a teacher , no less. Her mind wasn't only on the fact that she was developing a crush on him, though. It was also on his reaction to her not having heard of him before. He seemed really hurt that Kim hadn't mentioned him. Why?

While lost in her thoughts, Audrey accidentally bumped into someone. "Oh! Sorry!" She said.

"It's alright." The man said. "Are you okay?"

Audrey nodded. "Yeah, I should have been paying better attention." Audrey extended her hand. "I'm Audrey."

"Jason." He answered. "Shouldn't you be getting home? It's a little late for you to be out alone, especially here."

Audrey disregarded the especially here statement and rolled her eyes. "I can take care of myself, just fine, thanks." I've only been doing so for sixteen years anyway. She thought silently.

"Here, let me walk you home." Jason said, he wanted to keep an eye out for trouble. She obviously wasn't used to this area.

"If you insist." Audrey said. "Lived here long?" She asked as they walked.

"Almost my whole life." Came the reply.

I wonder if he knows Kim, too, then. She thought, he did look about that age. "I was just practicing gymnastics down at the youth center." She said, thinking if he knew Kim, this topic would get them on the subject.

"Oh? You're a gymnast?" He asked her.

She nodded. "Yeah, I met my old gymnastics coach today and so I thought I would get back in practice for when she opens her studio." Audrey Evans? Out of practice? Never!

"Who's your old gymnastics coach?" Jason asked. "If she lives here, I may know her."

Bingo! "Kimberly Hart."

"I know Kim." Jason said. "How is she doing?"

Hmmm... Audrey thought. "She's good. I ran into someone else she knew at the youth center. Someone who seemed pretty upset I hadn't heard of him."

"Oh? Who is that?"

"Dr. Oliver." She answered.

Jason nodded. "I can see why he would be disappointed."

Audrey's curiousity was peaked. "Why?"

"That's not my place to say. I'd ask one of them."

Audrey sighed. Tommy wasn't talking and she wasn't sure she could get anything of Kim's mysterious past from her. "I guess I'll have to meet with Kim to ask her."

"Good idea."

"Anyway, here's my house." Audrey said, pointing up the way to a white two story house.

"Alright, I'll see you around."

Audrey nodded and walked up the path to the house. She went inside and upstairs to her bed. She lay on her bed a little while, holding the number in her hands. Could she call it?

A/N: So if Tommy looks like a perv in this chapter, he's really not, and this probably isn't going to go the way you're thinking. R/R please!