Just like old times, I woke up to Piper jumping on my bed.

"Go away," I groaned, rolling over so my face was against the pillow,

Piper yanked my shoulder back, "Either it's wake up now and get food, or, sleep in and miss food."

"Exactly the same as last time," I tried to wipe the sleep from my eyes,

"Get dressed, you have 10 minutes before we start without you," She called already out the door-thankfully closing it behind her. I got ready in 6 minutes, and was at the table in one more, just noticing how hungry I was.

"Ms. Chase, please take a seat," The table was stacked with food, and I greedily helped myself to some eggs, bacon, blueberry waffles, and coffee.

"All right everyone, why don't we all talk about what we did after leaving the ICARE camp that July. Mrs. Levesque?"

Hazel's chair was pressed against Frank's, "Well, I learned that I should stop talking just to animals, so I went to someone and looked into getting a therapy dog and it really helped, the dog is one of the 5 we have. We also have a lizard, turtle, 3 cats, a couple horses, 4 chickens and we're looking into getting and recusing more animals,"

Ms. Cuttingham's jaw almost dropped, "You truly do have a zoo at home, Mr. Zhang?"

"I wasn't doing the best until I worked summers at the local Zoo, and I bumped into Hazel again. We started talking again, one thing led to another, we got married and now we're expecting," He gave the proud Dad looking grin that I haven't seen since winning the little 1st grade spelling-bee. My dad was in the small cluster of chairs, and when I spelled the winning word computer correctly, he shot up and started clapping the loudest and gave me this grin that lit up his whole face, it really stretched ear-to-ear. Later we went to ice cream at Dairy Queen, he got a call-little did I know that was the last father-daughter moment we'd have-from his work, he was a college professor, a student was having trouble. That student was Helen Weldon, she'd gone back to college after her father passed away. They'd hit it off. It didn't bother me, seeing her around the house or sitting across from her at meals. What bugged was one morning, she was cooking waffles-extremely early in the morning, she wore the same flowered dress and her makeup was smudged and lips puffy. I knew she'd spent the night, and I knew my Dad had fully let my Mom go. He'd always kept hope that she'd appear on the doorstep, and insisted she'd be back every time I asked. He kept a photo of her on his desk, I'd trace the outlines of her face with my chubby fingers. After that morning, the picture was gone. Over the years, her face faded from my memory, all I can remember is a pair of intelligent grey eyes and shiny black hair.

"Ms. Chase?"

"I felt out of place at home, so I spent every minute I had on work. Interning, working a bucket load of jobs, begging my teachers for extra work. I did that until I attended Harvard, and I met my fiancee, Henry Mills, there and I worked my butt off at Troupe Architecture Inc. and I'm almost the CEO,"

Ms. Cuttingham nodded, "That's great, Ms. Mclean?"

"Unlike Ms. laborer over here," Piper jabbed her thumb at me, "I took life nice and slow. My father is still making movies and a steady income, he bought me a house. I went to school to become a relationship coach, and I just started writing my book. I'd tell you the title but, I haven't thought of it yet."

"Mr. Jackson?"

"My mother went back to school, met Paul Blofis-my current step-dad, she ended up writing a book-The Lightening Thief with a good friend of hers Rick Riordan,(AN: Teehee :)...) She's living the good life. I met a girl, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, she went to college with me. We dated for almost 3 years, I bought a ring thinking she was the one-made a decision to come home early to our apartment, found her eating face with her co-worker. I kicked her out, fell into a slump. I got fired from my job, and then picked a job up at a bar. I found my dog during a thunderstorm when I was driving home. Kept her ever since"

"Mr. Grace?"

"I got a job as a weather man. Teach on the side"

"Still not a talker I see, last but not least, Mr. Valdez,"

Leo smiled, "I fell into the rebellious streak, bought a random plane ticket to Rio, caught a boat, jumped off halfway, I swam to the nearest Island. It was private island a girl name Calypso Ogygia. Got stuck there, we hated each other-then we fell in love. I'd love to stay there, but I knew I couldn't. Lucky for her and myself, I was able to fix her broken down boat and I split. She couldn't bear to leave this island, she grew up there. I had to leave the girl I loved. I wated about 3 months, before going back. This time, she came with me and we moved to Long island. We started a shop together, gardens and machines. We got hitched, and just had twin baby girls, Amy and Emily."

Jason laughed, "That's the perfect storyline for a teen drama romance book,"

Leo punched his arm, "At least mine was interesting, Mr. 2 sentences"

Ms. Cuttingham smiled, "It's like you've seen each other forever, you're all welcome to explore the YMCA and watch TV or whatever you wish. We'll meet back at dinner. Lunch will be stored in the fridge" She cleared off her plate in the sink and left the room. I spent the day on a chair on the corner, scrolling through Facebook or just working on my computer. Dinner and lunch were uneventful, during lunch Piper interrogated Frank and Hazel about the wedding and baby, and Ms. Cuttingham asked about our love lives, which was obviously directed towards Frank, Hazel and Leo. I was asked a handful of questions, but then the attention died when I didn't give to many details. It was painfully boring. I almost ran back to my chair and opened up my computer and busied myself.

Henry's contact lit up my screen. My phone rang, and I watched it and counted the rings, it rang 6 times before shutting off.

"If you don't answer he may get his panties in a twist," I jumped at Percy's voice,

I shrugged, "I'll call him later,"

"You sure?"

I shrugged again, "He doesn't wear panties,"

"I knew this guy named Henry in middle school and once he bent over and he was wearing a thong," At my raised eyebrow he added, "True story,"

I shoved him, "Sure it was," I couldn't fight the smile

"But it made you smile," Percy puffed out his chest, "I still got it,"

I poked his stomach hard, making his bend over and groan, I giggled,

He attempted to smile, "Ugh that hurt, but you're giggling"

I rolled my eyes, "Shut up,"

"Can I ask you something?" I felt my heart seize up

I put a relaxed face, "Sure"

"Do you ever wonder what Morgan Freeman's voice was like before puberty?"

I laughed, "Never"

"But like really, imagine a baby just crying with in insanely deep voice," He lowered his voice, "WAH"

I laughed harder, "Did he just wake up one morning with his deep voice?"

"That must've been so weird for him!"

We were doubled over with laughter, tears were welding in my eyes. I glanced at him, he was holding his stomach.

Damn it. By the way my heart fluttered, I knew my 16 year old self was back, and it was here to stay.