Drew looked around, and smiled as she spotted another woman, with short blonde hair pulled into a bun, wearing sweat pants, and a school shirt. "Amy!"

Hearing her name, the woman looked up, and a smile formed upon her face. "Drew? Is that really you? It's been so long!" Her and Drew embraced, as old friends do. "You have a family now." She said happily as Yosdel and Zak waved quietly.

They talked as Doyle spotted Rikki, and approached her with the journal, which Yosdel had given to him. "Hey! My journal! I must have left that in Kami- I mean Mr. Shimizu's class! Thanks man!" She smiled and grabbed the journal. "No telling what would happen if someone got ahold of this and read it."

"Yeah… You're welcome." Doyle looked away and sat down as Rikki hurried off to set up volleyball nets. He stared at her sadly and looked pained. He thought to himself, "Why… Why do you remind me so much of her? So much of my baby girl… when I know she's dead… I saw it… he killed them… all of them… I held her cold, lifeless body in my arms… Why do you torment me?! This is torture… You look just like my little Fiona… but it's impossible…"

Suddenly, Doyle was snapped back into reality when Zak snapped in his face. "Hey! Uncle Doyle! We're asking you a question!" He said, trying to get Doyle to focus.

Yosdel tilted her head and asked, "Uncle Doyle? What's wrong? You've been acting weird since we came into the school… Weirder than earlier."

"Huh? No. I'm sorry mini man, girl genius… I've just been thinking is all." Doyle responded. But he winced as he felt Zak's hand on the side of his head.

He laughed devilishly and asked, "Hey? Did you feel that? Are you back with us now?"

Annoyed, Doyle flicked him in his head, "Why you… Did you feel that? You little…"

"Ow! Hey!" Zak said upset as Yosdel shook her head.

"Guys look!" Yosdel said, changing the mood. "There's that girl! Rikki!"

They watched Rikki as she glared at Kenta. "Hey! Butt face! Your team against my team! Fair game, standard rules. Got it? No cheating like you did last time!" She bounced the ball off of his head as he growled and glared back.

"Whatever, you losers are going down!" Kenta hissed as Rikki smirked a cocky smirk, one very similar to Doyle's.

Rikki spit in her hand and held it out to Kenta as he looked disgusted. "Bring it. May the best man win."

"Oh gross!" Kenta backed away. "Let's just start, freak."

Rikki threw the ball up and served it with skill, grace, and power, hitting it clear over the worn out net.

Yosdel and Zak cheered excitedly as they watched, and Zak commented, "I never knew volleyball could be so intense!" They watched as Rikki jumped in front of a timid girl. She was small, shy, and frail looking.

"Ally, remember, don't be afraid! You can do this." Rikki urged as Ally took a deep breath, and nodded.

She hit the ball the best she could as she said, "Got it!" Ally looked proud of herself as Kenta smirked, and bumped it back, intentionally aiming it at Ally.

Quickly, a tall boy with short, black and wavy hair blocked Ally, and glared, "Don't you dare! Play fair, Kenta!" He growled in a thick Russian accent as he smacked the ball back.

"Leo, set me up!" Rikki smiled as she got close to the net, and Leo hit the ball to her, allowing her to spike it to the opposing team's side, winning the game. "Game, set, match! Booyah!" She smiled and clapped as her team celebrated.

Kenta, looking annoyed and outraged, responded, "Whatever. We went easy on you losers." He looked similar to Leo, but older, and had the same Russian accent.

"Yeah right. You just suck at sports." Leo rolled his eyes. "Sore loser."

This outraged Kenta, and he growled, "You're just mad because Rikki doesn't like you back." A smirk appeared upon his face as Leo turned a bright shade of red.

"Wh-What?! You shut up!" Leo shouted upset before tackling Kenta to the ground, and a fight broke out.

Kenta hit Leo in his face, and hissed, "Get off, twerp!"

"Rikki… make them stop." A boy, freshman level whispered as Ally looked worried.

Without haste, Amy hurried to the boys and pushed them apart. "Enough! Every class with you two… It's ridiculous!" She kept them separated as they glared at each other. "It's pointless to even attempt to speak with your father… So I will be giving your mother a call later today."

"Difficult, difficult boys." Rikki snickered, but almost immediately, the joking and teasing face disappeared.