"What? What, Mom... I'm fine!" Zack said, and shot Kelly a bewildered look.

"Zack... I'm Kelly, remember?" Kelly responded frantically, handing Zack a glass of water.

"Oh... oh, man, Kelly, I'm sorry!" Graciously, Zack drank the water and just breathed deeply for a couple of moments.

"What the hell was that Zack?" Slater demanded, looking throughly freaked out.

"I... I don't know, Slater. We don't know. It's been happening, very occasionally. The doctors say they know it has to do with the head injury. They said I've also been extremely blunt once or twice, and almost emotionless. They did an X Ray and everything looks fine. Mom reckons it's just some post accident trauma. That's part of why I'm seeing a mental therapist..." As he admitted this, he looked at the floor. He really didn't want to admit to having mental problems too. Nobody would ever want to be friends with somebody with a mental and physical disability.

"Zack... are you ashamed?" Kelly asked, trying to get him to reveal his emotions.

"Kind of... It's just too much change, too fast, okay Kelly?" Zack responded.

"Yeah, I understand Zack. Look, let's get out of this room. Why don't we go to the cafeteria? Grab a bite?" Kelly asked Zack, who nodded. "Mind if I push you?"

"Sure, that'd be great Kelly. If it gets too hard, you can let Slater, Jessie, or Lisa push," Zack sighed and leaned back as Kelly pushed the chair he was bound to.

"Wait, WHAT ABOUT ME ZACK?" Screech screamed running down the hall to catch up with the group.

Zack looked up and watched Screech thrashing down the hall. "Screech, I would have to be crazy to let you push me! Look, you just knocked down a nurse!"

"SORRY MISS!" Screech screeched and walked alongside Zack. "Zack, so you are coming back to school with us, right?"

"Probably Screech, when are we going back? I lost count of days."

"Monday, Zack!"

"Oh man, so I get out of here..."

"Tomorrow!"

"YES!" Zack yelled, clinching the air with a fist. "Uh, sorry."

"Zack, we will be so glad to have you back. I've got to say, it's been pretty boring not having Zack Morris around," Jessie said as they turned into the cafeteria.

"Well, I probably won't be attracting nearly as many girls as I used to, and unless my parents want to install an elevator out of my window, there will be no more of the old climbing out the window to impress a girl," Zack voiced, trying not to sound disappointed. "Hey, Kelly, could you stop pushing now? I kind of want to do it myself."

"Oh yeah... sure Zack," Kelly uttered, looking embarrassed.

Zack felt everybody's eyes on him as he pushed himself towards the cafeteria line. It really was no big deal to him anymore. He was strong enough to push himself all day. It seemed to him that his friends didn't think so. Occasionally they would ask if he needed help or if he was tired. He was fine though. He balanced his tray in his lap and as it piled up, his friends looked more and more nervous.

"Hey Zack, let me get that for you..." Lisa offered, but was met by a vicious glare.

"Lisa. No thanks. I can do it myself. I've always done it myself. I. Don't. Need. Help," Zack practically snarled at Lisa, who leaped back in line.

"Fine Zack, don't have a cow. And if you ever do need help, I won't be there for you," Lisa snapped, offended that Zack, who had been her best friend since they were little, would be so rude to her.

"Look Lisa, I really don't want any help," Zack stated, trying to make her feel better.

"I think it's a macho man thing, Lisa," Jessie suggested.

"Follow me, guys," Zack beckoned the rest of the group. They all followed him over to a corner of the cafeteria. It seemed nicer than the rest of the cafeteria, perhaps because of the large window overlooking a beautiful courtyard, full of plants. Something about it seemed so nice.

"Zack, I'm impressed. I'll admit, we were all a little over protective. We were just worried you wouldn't adapt..." Kelly whispered.

"Kelly, I'm Zack Morris. I can adapt to anything. I'm a chameleon," Zack proudly stated, but took the compliment without getting overly upset.

"Preppie, are you ready for school? For Belding?" Slater asked, smiling smuggly.

"Belding is in for the shock of his life. Zack Morris, in a wheelchair, but badder than ever!" Zack stated boldly, striking a regal pose.

"How much do you want to bet Belding faints when he sees you?" Slater offered.

"I'd prefer he didn't. But I told my parents not to bother notifying the school. I've got what I need. The key to the staff elevator," Zack smiled and pulled out his key ring.

"Nice going, Preppie. You bet you can still scare the nerds?"

"Without a doubt. They'll think I'm not tough anymore. I'll run over one of their feet if they don't listen to me."

"That's my old Zack! So. Next semester, what'll it be? Study a lot? Join a boys choir?"

"A boys choir? They've got the most alien abductions Zack! Don't do it!" Screech warned and cowered. Zack looked over to make sure he wasn't being rude and found Kelly, Lisa, and Jessie talking amongst themselves. Screech seemed pretty content with just listening to him and Slater.

"Nah. I might study more, but I won't become some geek or something. I've been thinking, I could join the chorus, I mean, I enjoy singing but then again, it's lame. We could trade spots in the band, Slater. We could modify the songs so I wouldn't need to use any foot pedals. Let's see, that seems like all I'll be able to really do. I'll still scheme and all, and be willing to help with the dances, and on student council, but all sports are out."

"Preppie, if you join the chorus, I will not be friends with you anymore. You'll be a girl for sure, Zack!"

"Now, now, Slater. Not all men who go into chorus are girls. I seem to recall your daddy telling me a story about how you were a good little singer in your elementary school choir."

"What choir was I in if you're so smart."

"Well that's an admission. But if you'd like to know, it was uhh... uhh... Northwest Round Lake Beach Elementary School!"

"Preppie, your memory is amazing. Why can't you use it for good?"

"Ahh, I see our view of good and evil is completely different Slater." Zack said, grinning at having embarrassed Slater. "Hey guys, I want to head back to my room. It's almost eight and I want to get some rest, since I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Do you want us to come with you, or can we stay?" Lisa asked, looking up from her conversation.

"Uhh, stay if you like," Zack said, and headed back for his room. He was beginning to anticipate that school would not be such a cakewalk anymore.