Evie and Cherry arrived at Kathy's house around 5:30 that afternoon. Evie was her now usual quiet self, while Cherry was her usual upbeat self. That's at least how she'd pretty much been as she had learned to adjust to her surroundings over the past month and a half now.

Kathy and Lily had gone to greet their two friends at the front door when the doorbell rang. The four girls all greeted each other in their own ways then entered the house. Evie and Cherry did as their two blonde friends said and placed their belongings against the wall on the other side of the room.

Kathy and Lily had both agreed to try and find out what might be wrong with their friend with hair the color of a raven- who had recently started to become as secluded and distant as an actual raven. The two girls had devised a plan together that would most likely work and they'd find out what was wrong with their friend, but not pass their friendship boundaries. It had all been planned out, and the two knew exactly how it would work and what they would do. All they had to do what play it out, and hopefully find out what was wrong with their friend so maybe they could try and help her.

-/-/-

Soda and Steve walked out of the DX, both saying their goodbyes to their follow co-workers as they walked out of the building. The two best friends then walked over to Steve's car in the parking lot, Steve getting in to the driver's seat, Soda into the passenger's seat. When the two had both gotten into the car, Soda noticed his best friend's quiet and unusually sad composure.

"What's goin' on?" Soda asked him with a concerned tone.

Steve gave his friend a weird look. "What're you talkin' about?" he asked.

"You've been different lately for a while now. So I've been wonderin' if you're alright."

Steve shrugged and let out a sigh. "I don't know… I am, but I'm not. Does that make sense?"

"Kinda, I guess."

"I don't feel sick or nothin', but I don't feel good neither."

"Worried 'bout Evie?"

"Yeah, that's part of it."

Before Soda could say anything else, his best friend had started the car and started to drive toward the East Side.

-/-/-

Soda and Steve arrived at the Curtis' house- where Soda lived- about ten minutes after leaving the DX. Both teenage boys knew that their girlfriends were at the house of the girlfriend of their Mickey mouse obsessed friend, so all the members of their 'gang' were present at the house, considering the three of them were they only of the seven who were in a relationship- that wasn't include Dallas' on-again-off-again relationship with Sylvia.

The two were greeted as they walked into the house, in which they returned the greetings. Soda watched as his best friend walked over to his older brother in the next room. He remembered how Steve had said he need to talk to Darry, considering he was the only real responsible adult figure of the seven of them. He had already spoken to his best friend about his current situation, now he needed to talk to the most responsible adult figure in his life.

-/-/-

Steve slowly walked into the next room where the oldest Curtis brother was going over some papers. His heart beat a million times a minute. This must be how it feel if I was telling my parents like anyone else in this situation, he thought.

"Uh, Darry?" Steve said, gaining the attention of the oldest of the three brothers.

Darry looked up from his papers. "Yeah, Steve?" he asked, turning to face his younger brother's best friend.

"Um… can I talk to you 'bout something?"

"Yeah, sure. Wanna sit down?"

Steve nodded and sat down in the chair across from Darry at the table. "Look, um… what I'm 'bout to tell you, you can't tell no one else. Alright?"

Darry was hesitant. "Well, Steve, I… if it's something illegal I have to-"

"It's not illegal."

Darry let out a thankful breath and nodded. "Ok," he agreed, "I won't tell anyone. So what's goin' on?"

"Well, I guess you could technically say I'm in trouble, but it no just me. And it's not illegal, I swear."

"Then what's up?"

Steve let out a sigh. "Um," he started, unable to find the words or the courage to say it, so he tried to find a loophole. "It's about Evie." His voice had started to shake out of nerves.

Darry noticed his voice and slightly shaking body. "Ok, what about Evie? Is something wrong with her?"

"In a way…"

"Steve, I can tell you're nervous, but if you want my help, you gotta actually tell me what's going on."

"Ok, I'm trying… ok… Evie's…"

"Evie's…?"

"Evie's pregnant. It's my kid. She's pregnant and it's my kid. And neither of us know what to do."

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Cherry laughed along with Lily, Kathy and Evie- who more chuckled than laughed- at the movie that was playing on the television.

The station they had on was a movie station that, every day, would play movies specifically by actor or actress. That day, it had been Cary Grant movies. The movies that would be played were two of is dramas- Suspicion and Notorious. The other two of his movies that would played were two of his comedies- Father Goose and Bringing Up Baby.

As the four girls watched, Cherry felt as though she had remembered all four of the movies from somewhere. The thing was, at least from what she knew, this would be the first time she ever saw any of the four movies.

"Is Cary Grant trying to kill Joan Fontaine, Mom?" she heard herself ask as she looked at a woman with red hair like her own. Her voice was a bit higher pitched than it really was, making it seem like she was younger.

The woman chuckled. "No, Cherry. Cary Grant is not really trying to kill Joan Fontaine."

"Well, what about the characters they're playing?"

"You'll have to watch and find out," the woman smiled.

Cherry shook her head and tried to focus back on the current comedy movie that was on.

"Katharine Hepburn sure is pretty," the girl with short brown hair said.

"And Cary Grant sure is good looking," the woman with red hair said as she let out a chuckle.

"Realize this was nearly thirty years ago, Mom," she heard in her own voice again, sounding normal again, "And besides, you're married to Dad."

The woman chuckled. "I was just kidding, sweetheart. Besides your dad thinks that Katharine Hepburn is attractive, and Marilyn Monroe."

Cherry shook her head again and looked back at the screen that had Father Goose playing on it. "Stop it," she mumbled to herself remembering things while she was trying to watch the movie with her friends. If this were any other time, she would've been happy to remember something.

"This is one of Cary Grant's last films, probably," the woman with red hair said as they walked out of what looked to be a movie theater.

Her vision moved from the woman with red hair to what looked like to be a movie ticket. The ripped ticket stub said Father Goose at the top of it, 2:45pm underneath it, and then the name of a movie theater that she recognized in town underneath that.

"Well, if it is," she heard in her own voice, "I'd say it's a pretty good way to go out."

The woman with red hair laughed. "You say all his films are amazing."

She heard herself laugh. "He's my favorite actor, what do you expect?"

Cherry's eyes widened for a moment. "That must be my mom," she mumbled to herself. The other three girls turned and looked at her. "Did you say something, Cherry?" Lily asked curiously.

The redhead smiled and shook her head. "No," she smiled "Just laughing at the movie, that's all."

What's up? I apologize for the (what feels like to me) long wait on this update. I've been very busy lately with school and the holidays so I will hopefully get one more update in before Christmas break.

Oh, so last Friday I was at church for youth group and my youth leaders decided to take us all outside to the service for the special Hanukkah service (my church is Messianic Jewish, which is basically Christian- which I am and my family celebrates both Hanukkah and Christmas) and they sang Jewish songs and we got to light candles and me and my three friends were like, "the only place we're allowed to play with fire is church on Hanukkah and Christmas Eve!" we were so happy, but then some lady lit her own candle with a lighter instead of fire from my pastor's menorah and my one friend kept saying "she has heathen fire. We have heathen fire, oh my gahd." It was funny, you had to be there.

Also, Hanukkah started this past Sunday night so if you celebrate it like I do- HAPPY HANUKKAH! Tonight's the fourth night!

Also, who here has heard about President Jerry Falwell at Liberty University's decision about letting students carry a concealed weapon on campus for self-defense? How many of you agree with it? Now, I do my online high school (I don't go to a regular high school anymore, I left two years ago and have been doing Liberty University Online Academy since) there and my online college courses (I'm a junior, it's expected) and I wanna go there for college. I support his decision 100 percent.

Anyway, peace from all the hippies of the world! =^-^=