Yay! New chapter! Last time Baylee almost DIED because I didn't post soon enough so… won't let that happen again! And ugh… lost our volleyball game today… but only by two so that's not bad for our first game! And I have a TON of science homework and I am putting off doing it by writing this! I'll just do it in the morning :) Lol, enough of the boring A/N – I've been having those a lot lately! Anyways, on with the story!

Love,

Lauren:)

"When are James and Kara picking you up?" Mom asked as I strolled down the stairs in my pink and gray dress, ready to go out with James and Kara, wherever we were going.

"Soon," I explained. I went and sat down at the bar across from mom and ran my fingers through my hair. Mom noticed this and smiled half heartedly.

"You are your father's daughter." She informed me. I smiled and sat up a little more straight.

"How so?" I asked curiously. She smiled and began to rub a white plate she grabbed from the sink.

"His blonde hair was always falling in front of those blue eyes of his," she explained. "So he'd run his fingers through it constantly, especially when he was embarrassed or nervous." I smiled again. Just the thought of being like my dad made me smiled, even though mom said it constantly. I looked up at mom, a smiled still on my face, but it instantly faded when I saw the sadness in her eyes, the despair on her face, and my dad's last kiss on her lips.

"Mom," I started. She looked at me, guilt washed over her face, and I smiled nervously. "You okay?" She smiled flakily and set down the plate.

"Laurel, I'm fine," she reassured me. "Really." I smiled flakily as well and stood up, walking over to the coat stand and grabbing my hat and scarf, and also my coat, when James knocked on the door. I smiled and opened it.

"May I help you?" I asked sarcastically, as if I didn't already know. He smiled and looked back at Kara who was shivering on the sidewalk in her blue and white dress.

"Dammnit James," Kara yelled. "It's freezing! Why'd I have to get all dressed up anyways?" James and I both chuckled and rolled our eyes.

"Come on," he said. I smiled and held up a finger.

"One sec," I explained. I ran back to my mom and gave her a tight little squeeze.

"I love you," I whispered. She giggled and kissed my head.

"Love you too." She whispered back. I smiled again and ran out the door.

"Whoa," Kara said as we all walked up to a fancy looking restaurant that had just opened up in the center of town.

"Whoa's right," I said in agreement. She smiled, and so did James, and we all strolled up the steps and into the dim lighted eatery.

"Winslow," James said, stating his and Kara's last name to the host. "For seven." The man looked over a small list and smiled, grabbing three menus.

"Of course." He led us to a small back room with only six or seven tables and we sat down at the amazingly set place setting. The man set down the menus and poured water in each of our glasses. James began to order some type of appetizer, but for some reason, all I could do was stare at this one couple across the room.

Where had I seen them before?

Then it hit me… like ten bricks in the face.

"James, James," I whispered. James looked at me after the host went away and frowned.

"What?" he asked. I nodded my head towards the couple.

"Is that who I think it is?" I asked. He turned around and stared at the couple as well.

"Oh yeah." He answered. I frowned, suddenly very angry, and accidentally made a large sound in the back of my throat. Kara followed our gazed until she was fixated on the couple as well.

"What are they doing here?" she asked. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"Who cares?" I asked angrily. James sighed at me, and we all went wide eyed when the couple met our gaze as well.

"Laurel?" Jack asked. "James, Kara? Is that you?" We all smiled flakily and watched as Jack and his "girl" now sat down at the table.

"Hey, Mr. Dawson," Kara said as politely as she could. "How are you?" Mr. Dawson smiled and looked at the blonde.

"I'm great! How are you guys?" I smiled at him angrily and ran my finger around the rim of my glass.

"Great… just, just great." I said as sarcastically as possible. James looked at me angrily and I threw my hands up in annoyance, causing the blonde to stare at me awkwardly.

"Well, um, guys, this is Cassandra." Jack, uh, Mr. Dawson, said with a smile on his face. Cassandra smiled, especially at me, then stuck out her hand.

"Hi," she said. I looked at her hand, and after being kicked in the shin by James, I hesitantly shook it.

"Uh, sweetie, this is Laurel." Jack said, referring to me. I smiled "sweetly" and watched as Cassandra's face lit up.

"Ah, Miss. Dawson!" she cried. "I've hear plenty about you!" I then smiled, sincerely, and looked at Jack. His blue eyes met mine and all he did was smile as well.

"So," Kara said, causing both Jack and I to jump. "What's up with you two?" James and I went wide eyed as Cassandra and Jack laughed.

"Kara!" James yelled. She shooed him away and watched as Jack and Cassandra now shared devilish smiled.

"Well, um, Cassandra's, Cassandra's my fiancé." Jack said.

Suddenly, my heart broke.

Into a THOUSAND TINY PIECES.

Tears pricked my eyes, and I didn't have the slightest idea why, they just did.

I couldn't figure out why I was so upset, and it was killing me! I shouldn't be upset that my teacher was getting married, I should be happy.

But to me, it wasn't like my teacher was getting married, it was like my dad was getting married…

And not to my mom…

I wiped away a stray tear and purposely spilled my water on my dress, creating an excuse to leave.

"G-gosh, how terribly s-silly of me," I said, holding back sobs. "Excuse me." I pushed myself away from the table and scurried out the room. Once I was into the main dining area, I sprinted towards the door. I made it to the front porch of the restaurant, but my legs then felt like they weighed about one hundred pounds each, and I fell to the stairs. Suddenly, the door opened with a thud, and I whipped around, now facing Jack.

"Laurel?" he asked, a confused look washed over his face. I scoffed and turned away, tears now streaming down my face.

"Laurel, are you okay?" he questioned. I rolled my eyes and looked back at him.

"Yes, Mr. Dawson, I'm fine." I said, trying to sound as formal as possible.

He didn't deserve casualness.

"Laurel, did I, did I upset you or anything?" he asked, this whole situation going over his head. He came and sat down next to me, his blue eyes worried.

"No," I said, calming down a bit. "No, just, it's, it's hard to explain." He nodded and took a deep breath.

"Do you want to stay with James and Kara, or would you like me to walk you home?" I thought about it for a moment, and realized that Mom and Will had gone out to stock up on the food supplies for the restaurant. And honestly, all I wanted to do was go home after what had happened.

"Uh, yeah, yeah I want to go home."

Well? Terrible, I know, but I hadn't posted in FOREVER so I just needed SOMETHING! Tell me what you think please! Criticism is welcomed! :)