Heyyy! So I don't wanna continue to the dance and besides I got ny 6 reviews sorry :) First conference dramatic, sorta.

Vivian's mom, Lara's POV:

Parents conference, stupid stuff. Mr. Chris McLean, it made me sick to my stomach seeing 'McLean'. Why? Well my ex-husband was called Crone McLean. I sighed. He had ran away when Vivian was two and never heard from him.

"Hello everyone." A man... Crone! What is he doing here? The world is spinning. I held on my chair for support. No, no, it can't be him. But those features, and that surname. It can't be a coincidence can it?

"Vivian's parents," the man called. I shakily stood up and headed into the room.

"OK, Ms. Cian-"

"Crone!" I screamed tears in my eyes. His eyes widened.

"S-sorry?" he stuttered.

"Crone! I know its you." I screamed. "Why did you leave me? What happened?"

"Look Lara, sit and I'll explain it all." He said, I did as told. "Look, the only reason I ran away was... because... When I was 23, I had slept with a girl, drunken, but I didn't want it to go far. Whe-

" Vivian was one at 23," I said shocked.

"When I had Vivian I didn't know, when that woman called me to say I was the baby's father and that she wasn't going to make it, I remebered everything. I couldn't let little Matt live in a Foster Home, so I-I ran away. I couldn't confront you. I changed my name and got into media arts and in a show called Total drama-" He was interrupted by me slapping him. I wiped my tears and walked out.

Heather's POV:

Finally, that woman came out! I walked in as Mr. McLean called us. It was definitively Chris. We were in.

"Heather! Alejandro!" Chris grinned.

"Chris." we said through gritted teeth. "How did you end up here?"

"Well in season 4 I lost everything." Chris said. "I tried contacting you but you were gone to college."

"Oh."

"Its OK." Chris shrugged. "Now... Angel and Tracey are brilliant, although you do get cheecky comments time-to-time." Heather laughed.

"Typical of them girls." I said. Although, Chris did not find it funny. Probably, Despising the girls more or less knowing their parents.

"Anyway," he continued grimly, "Angel is a over-all C- and Tracey is a over-all B+"

"Oh" I said. I had always thought Tracey would be better, but only by a plus or minus...

"So I need to give attention to Angel?" I sighed.

"All of it." Chris dismissed, his voice hard as rock. Me and Alejandro left.

Gwen's POV:

Oh no, OH NO! Chris was here, all my instincts were right!

"Dunc," I said, patting my husbands arm. "How do you feel about London?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"What are you talking about, Pasty?" He said calling me by one of my old nicknames.

"London." I repeated. "I was thinking of moving there, you know since I don't want Chris beside my children another minute." He smirked taking my fringe out of my face.

"Its OK, Pasty." He said. "He hasn't eaten Dexty or Tare."

"Yet." I muttered.

"You've lost your mind." He shrugged. This reminded me of when we were teenagers, past the Total Drama phase, at 18.

I sighed, I don't ever want to meet Chris again!

Thats it fr now! I just feel real lazy and my laptops being annoying! Review!