A/N: I know, this is a quick update for me =)

Disclaimer: I own eight Relient K songs, three cell phones, and numerous books. I however do not own Degrassi or its characters.

I've always been one to love surprises. When I was five years old my parents (mom and biological dad) threw me a surprise birthday party at McDonald's. When I was ten years old my mom and Brian surprised me by telling me they were getting married. I love surprises, I really do. But this surprise that's standing in front of me right now I'm not so happy about.

"What?" I ask Alex is disbelief.

"I'm moving to Ajax," she says nonchalant as if it's no big deal.

"Like hell you are," I tell her angrily. I turn around. "Mom! Dad! Alex is talking about moving to Ajax to some nonexistent cousin's house!" I turn back to Alex.

"Really Jordan, really?"

"You're not moving to Ajax. You and I both know you do not have an actual reliable cousin there you can go to."

"Jordan I can't be in Toronto anymore," Alex says, her voice cracking. Her eyes are starting to water. "I can't be in the same city as her anymore. I need to move somewhere far away and start all over."

I step close to Alex and place my hands on her shoulders. "I wasn't lying at the Winter Dance when I told you that you had me to."

Alex sort of falls into my arms and we're hugging. Alex is crying hard now as I feel the tears starting to soak my shirt. I'm patting her back.

"Everything is going to be ok Alex," I whisper.

I turn my head around and see my parents standing in the door way. Both my parents are looking at me worried and confused.

"I'll tell you later," I mouth and wave them off.

Alex raises her head from my shoulder. I wipe a tear from her cheek.

"Let's go inside," I tell her and motion my head toward the door. "It's getting cold out here and I'm wearing shorts."

I grab Alex's duffel bag and we go inside. We head into the kitchen where both my parents are sitting at the island counter. My mom has a glass of milk and a plate of cookies ready for Alex. Alex sits
down on one of the stools.

Alex smiles sadly at my parents. "Thanks Mr. and Mrs. Johnson," she says sadly and slowly begins eating a cookie.

Both of my parents are looking at me now. I raise a finger to my lips signaling that neither one of them should say anything. After Alex finished her cookie and drinks some milk I lead her upstairs.

I place Alex's duffel bag in her room. Yes Alex has a room in my house. I go to my room and Alex follows. I close the door so my parents know not to interrupt. Alex sort of throws herself onto my bed. I lean against my door and slide down.

"What happened?" I ask in a whisper.

"I came back to the house today and Marco and Paige were sitting on the couch. Then I looked on the floor and there was a duffel bag sort of just waiting for me. She already had my stuff packed and ready for me."

Anger is running through my veins right now. I slam my fist against my door, producing a loud thump noise.

"Ugh!" I yell angrily. "I can't believe Paige would do that."

"Yeah, well she did," Alex says sadly.

I pick myself off the floor and walk over to my bed. Alex is just staring up at the ceiling while tears are silently falling down her face. The scene in front of me is breaking my heart. I lie down on the bed beside Alex and take her hand into mine.

"I know you're single and lonely and I just had my heart broken but I don't think I want to rebound with you," Alex says seriously.

I squeeze Alex's hand hard.

"Ow!" she shouts.

"Don't ruin a perfectly sweet moment Alex," I tell her. I hold up our linked hands for her to see. "This is forever. It's you and me against the world." I turn and look at her. "I will never leave your side because not only are you my best friend but you're a part of my family."

Alex squeezes my hand in a friendly manner. "Thanks. You're a part of my family to." Alex uses her free hand to wipe some tears away.

"You're going to be ok," I tell her.

"You think?"

"No. I KNOW you're going to be ok."

"Thanks Jordan."

I get up. "I'm gonna go downstairs and talk to the rents. You can either stay in here or go to your room."

"Is my bass in my room?"

"Yep. Your bass, amp, and practice book is in your room."

Alex gets up from the bed. "Ok, I'll be practicing in there."

Alex goes to her room and I head downstairs. My parents are both at the island eating cookies and drinking milk. As I enter the kitchen they both look up at me.

"How is she?" my mother asks in that worried mother tone.

"I can't exactly explain how she is," I tell them. "Right now she seems ok but that could change any minute."

My mom takes a sip of her herbal green tea, apparently it keeps you calm and it's good for the baby.

"Well tell Alex she's allowed to stay as long as she wants of course," I nod my head.

Brian clears his throat. "Well I know this isn't the best time but your mother and I need to discuss something with you."

"Ok," I say simply. "Go on."

"Well Jordan, the baby will be here in a few months," my mom says while rubbing her stomach. "Because the baby will be born here in Toronto the baby will have dual citizenship of America and Canada."

"Ok…"

"As you know right now we're permanent residents of Canada but still American citizens."

"Mom no offense but is there a point to all of this?"

"Your father and I plan on staying in Canada because it would be easier for us tax wise and for the baby so in about a year we're going to apply for Canadian citizenship. The question is do you still want to be an American citizen or Canadian?"

Wow. I've never really thought about citizenship and stuff. I mean I live in Canada and I have been for almost three years.

I run my hand through my hair. "Can I have dual citizenship like the baby?"

Brian approaches me. "Dual citizenship is very complicated Jordan and we're probably going to relinquish the baby's American citizenship."

"Well why do I have to choose? I love both countries. I mean… I don't know,"

"You don't have to choose now Jordan, you have time. But one of the main reasons your mother and I are asking is because… Well, we're thinking about adopting Alex."

Say what?!? "Say what!?" I'm confused.

My mom comes from around the corner. "Of course it'd have to be ok with you and Alex first but Brian and I have thought about adopting Alex. How do you feel about that?"

I'm in my thinking mode now. Well Alex does have her own room here and we did just tell each other we're each other's family. Now that I think about it Alex is sort of already like family to me. I look back at my parents and smile.

"Sure, I wouldn't mind having Alex as a sister," I tell them.

I go to my parents and hug them and they hug me back.

"I'll go talk to Alex," I tell them.

They nod their heads in agreement. I go upstairs and go into Alex's room. She's sitting on her bed playing the bass we got her for Christmas. She has this look of concentration on her face as she studies her practice book. I clear my throat to get her attention.

She looks up. "Sorry," she says.

"It's ok, I get what happens when you go into musician mode," I tell her. I sit beside her on the bed.

"What's up?"

"My parents and I were just talking about citizenship and stuff."

"Yeah? What about it?"

"Well my parents have decided that in about a year they're going to apply for Canadian citizenship."

A surprised look appears on Alex's face. "Really? I figured your parents would eventually want to move back to the states."

I shake my head. "Nope, they've decided to become Canadian for the baby and for you."

Alex's gives me a confused look and sets her bass down. "For me?" she asks. "How?"

"My parents want to adopt you Alex."

"But I'm 19. Can they really adopt me?"

"Adult adoption, it's been done before. The question is however how you feel about it."

Alex runs her hand through her hair and takes a deep breath. "I'm not too sure. This is a lot to process, along with all the other stuff that happened today."

I place a hand on Alex's shoulder. "It's ok. You have plenty of time to think about it."

Alex gives me a cheeky smile. "You know that would mean I'd be your big sister, You'd HAVE to listen to me."

I point a finger at her. "You're only older than me by a few months."

"I'd still be the oldest though." Alex opens up her arms wide. "Give your older sister a hug," she says too cheerfully.

I shake my head. "No!"

"Oh come on!"

I hurriedly get up and continue shaking my head as Alex approaches me. "Don't touch me Alex!" I run to my room with Alex chasing right behind me. Maybe I don't want her as a sister after all.

Two Days Later:
Alex has been getting better. She still has this sad look on her face sometimes though. Then again it's only been two days since she was kicked out. Alex and I are in the music room right now jamming out. Brian pops his head into the room.

"Jordan, go get the mail," he says.

I look at Alex. "See how lazy he is," I tell her.

"Just go get it," Brian says with a smile on his face.

I hang my head down but go downstairs anyway. I open the mailbox. Oh my God. OH MY GOD! IT'S HERE! I'm running back up the stairs, well running and tripping.

"Alex!" I shout as I enter the music room.

Alex looks up at my with a questioning look. "Yes Jordan," she says.

"It's here," I tell her.

Her eyes widen. "What does it say?"

I hold the envelope to her. "Look at the size. What do you think it says?"