AN- So if you skipped the last chapter, it was the same thing just going a bit more into depth on Jamie's part. It wasn't all that needed of a chapter yet I still wanted to do it :3. If you are wondering where the name 'Emily' came from it is the name of Jamie's mom's voice actress.

Disclaimer- I do not own ROTG and most likely never will.

Jack's POV

We stayed that way for a few more minutes and right when we were pulling away, Jamie's mom had come in.

"Guys, what's the matter? I heard it all go silent and walked upstairs"

I decided to 'explain' to her.

"Well I was telling them how my parents have died and I guess they thought the same thing might happen to you one day."

"Oh, don't worry kids! I'm just fine and here. Your father will be coming home soon. I already called to let him know what was going on with you and all. By the way Jack, are you enrolled in school?"

"No I am not. I was home schooled so when my parents passed, I didn't have school."

"Well I'll go enroll you in the public high school nearby. You would be in grade nine, right? So it won't matter that you don't know anyone yet. There will be people who don't know anyone" She had said with a smile.

"Right, thanks."

Mrs. Bennett, or Emily, handed me a pair of old sneakers of Jamie's dad and I flinched at the sight of them. I saw Jamie give me a look that meant 'you promised' and put them on.

I walked over with Jamie to the car to get to the high school with Sophie tagging along. Apparently it includes a lot of paperwork that you have to go to the school to go to.

The sign in front the school read 'Burgess High School'. I fell back more in my seat. Emily parked and we all piled out.

I hated the feeling of the sun in my eyes so I ran to the doors with Jamie.

You see, 300 years is fairly small to spirits so I had gone through a whole course of school, college and all. I would have every sort of degree. That was when I got really bored. During winter break and when I felt too bored to go, I would make a snow storm. Unsurprisingly, this was the school I went to. I was lucky no one saw me.

I walked inside. It was the same old building I remembered from when I was truly and utterly bored.

I even recognized some of the teachers who used to be 'classmates' of mine.

We walked into the principal's office. It was a different principal than I had remembered.

Jamie, Sophie, and I sat in a few chairs as Emily talked to my new principal. After about 45 minutes or so, she came out and we went back to the car; Sophie and Jamie holding my hands

We were halfway through the drive before Jamie's mom spoke from her driving state.

"So, Jack. We are going to stop by the store and we'll get you a whole new wardrobe, okay? We are fairly rich so the price doesn't matter. I'll have Jamie help you out while I take Sophie to her new dresses. Jamie why don't you get some clothes as well?"

In a few minutes we were there. We all jumped out of the car and Jamie and I ran to the hip new store for teenagers and apparently 5th graders alike. Mrs. Bennett handed us some cash. And by some I mean WOW! She handed us around $700 for us to split! I wondered how they weren't spoiled. She had even told us if we wanted something over the limit she would get it when she came back.

We walked into the store to see around 5 customers. 2 of those being Claude and Caleb.

Jamie and I waved. They had a look of confusion before realizing who I was. Their mouths were hanging wide open.

Caleb spoke first. "Jack, why is your hair like that?"

"Because," I whispered, "I had a run in with Father Time. I got turned into a human. And before I was a spirit and was human, I looked like this only I had barely ever any shoes and when I did it was boots and a cloak. Pants and shirts are both from the colonel times. 1711 was when I got them, to be exact."

"Jack, what does your shirt look like?"

"It's white and long sleeved. V-neck. Brown leather vest thing; sleeveless. I can't show you though. I think everyone would freak out about my battle wounds."

"Oh, okay."

"I can show you my cloak though." With that, I pulled out my old brown cloak out of my hoodie pocket. Since Phil gave it to me, it was imbedded with magic to make the pocket bigger on the inside. He gave it to me when he saw a scar sticking out on my lower neck. Luckily, the hoodie covered it.

The reason why there were no holes in my hoodie, cloak, or shirt was because I had made silk from snow and sewn up the holes.

"Whoa! Put it on! Come on lets go inside a changing stall!

Jamie's friends are way too hyper. We went into a change stall and I took off my hoodie.

The kids were shocked and my scar. Not too shocked though because they asked to see my other ones. I lifted up my shirt to right above my ribcage and the kids saw how thin I was. As well as how three hundred years of spirit beatings. Most of them were from battles though. That's when they get fierce. I had scars everywhere.

I put my shirt back on and put my cloak over my shoulders and put a miniscule slit of fabric over a button. I did it in lightning fast speed. They looked at me in awe.

"Happy? All I need is my shepherd's staff and you have regular human me."

I quickly took off my cloak and put on my hoodie. We walked out of the stall to get some new clothes.

That's when it struck me. Most of the clothes were short sleeved and I had the worst and deepest scars on my arms. I guess I would have to wear a hoodie all day, then.

Claude and Caleb decided to join us while I was just trying to think of what looks sort of 1700's-ish but still not too noticeable.

After a while I had decided to let Jamie be in charge of what I got.

Once I had a huge pile of clothes in my arms, I overheard Jamie (also with a pile of clothes) telling them about how I had died and what year I died in.

It just then got to them that they had been friends with someone who was born in the late 1600's and died in the early 1700's for a few months now. They looked like they had seen a ghost, which basically they have. We decided to meet up at the park later to explain more about me.

So by the time I got home, I had a pile of clothes and a whole bunch of explaining to do.