FES: Have any of you watched the Roommate? If you did, you know that the girl is obsessed with the other? Well, on Saturday, I had a play date with a girl who was the EXACT same. She was copying my positions, trying to do the same thing I was doing, Going threw my purse, (I had a my best friend's credit card), looking in my wallet, and trying tom memorize my student number. Even her mom was annoyed by her. It was freaky. Anyway, I'm sorry I didn't update.

P.S. Thank you, JKA for editing.

Disclaimer: Mr. Wilson owns Mrs. Wilson, (my teacher. Mrs. Wilson? Are you there?) I own a banana.

They both closed their eyes as Jak leaned in, so close that they could taste each other's breaths. He paused when their mouths were a centimeter apart, and then pressed his lips to hers, winding one arm around her waist. Keira sighed at the taste of his lips — after all, it'd been four years since they'd kissed.

Just then, Abby walked in and giggled at the sight before her. Jak and Keira pulled apart and Jak ran to his daughter to scoop her up. Abby tried to dart out of the way but Jak had already grabbed her.

"Daddy! Put me down!" Abby squeaked. Jak carried her back to Keira's bed and laid her on her back, facing his lap. Jak then took in some air and made farting noises on Abby's small stomach. Jak chuckled as Abby laughed and scowled playfully at him.

Keira laughed as Jak tickled Abby, and then a sly smirk tugged at her mouth. She sauntered up behind Jak and pounced on him, tickling him as he was doing to Abby. Jak laughed so hard he couldn't breathe.

"Keira! S-S-Stop!" he managed to choke out.

Suddenly, the phone rang and Keira looked up.

"Bryce! Tickle your dad for me while I answer the phone!" Keira yelled. Jak stopped laughing.

"You wouldn't," he exclaimed, watching with wide eyes as Keira leapt to her feet and moved to the nightstand. Bryce came in not a second later and grinned, tackling Jak on the bed.

Snickering to herself, Keira picked up the phone.

"Hello?" she greeted.

"Is this Miss Hagai?" asked a female voice.

"Yes, who's this?"

"I'm Mrs. Wilson, Bryce's teacher. I'd like it if you could come meet with me, we need to talk," said the lady on the phone.

Keira looked questioningly at Bryce. "Is something wrong?"

"Why, no, quite the opposite," Mrs. Wilson laughed. "I'll see you soon, Miss Hagai."

Keira hung up and stared at Bryce, who by now had stopped tickling Jak to listen. Jak hauled himself to his feet, red-faced.

"Who was it?" Jak asked.

"That was Mrs. Wilson, Bryce's teacher. She wants to talk. Let's go." Keira announced, grabbing Jak's wrist and towing him out of the room.

o~X~o

At Mar Elementary, Mrs. Wilson waited for Jak and Keira in her classroom. Once they arrived, she stood up from her desk, offering them a warm smile.

"Hello, I'm Mrs. Wilson," she greeted. "Please, sit down." She motioned to two desks placed a few feet in front of her own.

The young couple sat down and Mrs. Wilson began speaking.

"I've called you here to discuss Bryce's grades. They've gone up." Mrs. Wilson passed Jak a report card. He studied it for a moment and then leaned towards Keira, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Is that a D or an A?" Jak asked. Keira snatched it from him and quickly scanned it, her eyes widening.

"I can't believe this!" She shouted. Jak tried to look at the report card but Keira wouldn't let him.

"What?" he inquired impatiently.

"This is amazing."

"Can someone just tell me what's going on?"

"This is impossible."

"I really need those books that teach first graders to read," Jak grumbled, folding his arms over his chest.

Keira smacked him and then turned to Mrs. Wilson. The older woman's features held a glow of pride.

"She's been nicer to the other kids, too. The lunch money actually gets to the lunch lady," Mrs. Wilson laughed. Keira smiled and stood.

"Thank you. I'm sure Bryce will be happy to know that she has great grades," Keira assured, pulling Jak to his feet.

"Oh, before you go, Abby's teacher told me to give this to her father." Mrs. Wilson handed Jak a paper with the words "The person I admire most is…" written across the top.

Keira took it and read it out loud.

"The person I admire most is my daddy. My daddy plays with me and loves me a lot. My sister thinks he's mean but I told her he's like Santa. If I fall in a well, I hope my daddy saves me."

Jak smiled and looked at Keira. With a grateful nod to Mrs. Wilson, they exited the classroom, their fingers linked between them, anxious to return home to their daughters.

… If both of them make it home, that is.

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FES: Hold me, JKA!

JKA: Why?

FES: Because you know what happens!

JKA: No I don't!

FES: Oh.

Willow: Hey, look Viviana, I got the same purse as you! *Shows a white and red striped shoulder bag*

FES: AHHHHHH!