Christine's POV

I wake up and make myself some coffee right away. I need it after the restless night I'd had. I hadn't gotten the studying done I'd wanted. While the coffee is brewing I get dressed in dark blue jeans and a Guns 'n' Rose's T-shirt and my black boots. I brush my hair back into a pony tale and apply just a tiny bit of eyeliner. After my cup of coffee I grab my school bag and head out the door. I ride the bus to the college and then sit around in the cafeteria.

"Hey, Chris, you actually made it on time," a male says sitting beside me. I smile up at my best friend, Ian. His dark brown hair is swept away from his face and hangs around his shoulders, his blue eyes sparkly and full of life. Beside him is his sister Kay. Her dark brown hair is in waves around her shoulders and her blue eyes are more somber and sad then her brothers. Still, she manages to smile around her brother and small group of friends. While Ian wears a dark blue t-shirt and washed out jeans with old sneakers, she wears white skinny jeans, ripped at the knee's and a black shirt with the short sleeves hanging off of her shoulders with her skate shoes.

"I'm not always late," I defend myself.

"When's the last time you've actually made it to first period before the clock ticks 8:20?" Kay asks, amused.

"First semester," I mumble, laughing a little.

"First semester," Ian repeats laughing out load. I sigh and shake my head with a smile. The clock says 8:16 so we all get up and walk to the first class room. I hate and love this class because the teacher is one I've had a crush on the past three years I've been in college. I think he's even more handsome than Jack, but not by much. Professor Lockwood has short, stylishly messy black hair, jade eyes, 5 o'clock shadow, muscular body hidden behind a black long sleeve shirt and pants, and his eyes are usually covered with black sunglasses. He reminds me of Albert Wesker in a way. He's just not so intimidating and he does take the glasses off.

I sit down at my desk near the back of the lecture hall and listen to him talk about our psychology exam Thursday; the same exam that's the day after tomorrow. My head pounds as I concentrate and take notes. I breathe in relief as the class passes quickly and so the rest of the day commences. As Ian and Kay walk me home we run into a bright red head.

"Rose?" I exclaim in shock. "Oh my gosh, it is you! I haven't seen you since you dropped out of art class!"

"Christine," she greets with a smile. "Yeah, I wanted to focus on raising my children. College was getting in the way. I couldn't depend on Cal to watch them all the time."

"I understand. It's good that you pay so much attention to them. I know how Ruth raised you," I say solemnly. We'd agreed not to call Ruth her mother anymore. I'd only met Rose four years after she had J.R and Jill. She'd gone to college and most of her classes were art. She did love art.

"Yeah," she says awkwardly.

"So, what's new?"

"Well...you probably won't believe me, but you remember the boy I met on the Titanic, I told you about it? Jack Dawson?" My eyes widen slightly. That's why I couldn't get him off of my mind! I did know where I heard that name before! Oh no, I'm attracted to the love of Rose's life. The father of her children.

"Y-yes. I-I remember," I stutter. Kay and Ian look at me weird.

"He's alive. He works at Wally-world, and he took my misbehaving kids home when they snuck out! The only thing is, he doesn't remember me."

I swallow hard, forcing back bile. "Oh," I whisper, looking at the pavement. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know. It's all so strange. I mean, I saw him freeze and sink to the bottom of the ocean...and then he was standing right in front of me."

"Rose, I'm sure everything will be okay. Make him fall in love with you all over again," Kay drawls, bored.

"Yeah, what she said," Ian says, wanting to get on with his life. Rose bites her lower lip and nods.

"So what are you guys doing?" Rose asks, switching the topic.

"Going back to my place to study, actually," I respond. The red head nods and decides to walk with us, much to Ian's displeasure. He never really liked her. I don't know why. Ian says she's shallow and her personality is drawl, whatever.

Rose walks with us and instead of going to my small house we go to Cal's large estate. Said man greets us at the door with a warm smile. His brown eyes don't hold anything back anymore, and you can tell he is genuinely happy now. His hair is slicked back like the last time I had seen him, with a strand of his hair hanging in his face.

"Christine, is that you?" He asks, surprised. I smile and nod as he takes my hand and kisses my knuckles. For some reason, Ian tenses up and glares at the older man. Kay puts a hand on her brother's shoulder and sends a warning glance at him. Ian backs down. Cal invites us all in and the twins squeal somewhere and barrels into their mother. Rose chuckles and hugs them.

"We missed you!" J.R exclaims, smiling a very bright smile up at Rose.

"Yeah! Look we made a present for you! Auntie Felicity showed us how!" Jillian hands Rose a small group of paper origami flowers. A red and green rose, a purple and green rose, and a yellow and fire orange sun flower.

"Thank you! They are beautiful!" Rose kisses each of her children on the forehead and then they turn to look at us.

"Who are they?" Jill inquires. J.R. elbows his sister and tells her to be nice. Jill rubs her ribs and glares at her brother. "I am!" She snaps.

"I'm Christine, you probably don't remember me, but I used to come around all the time. These are my best friends, Ian and Kay," I introduce. Jack and Jill shake each of our hands and then go run off to play. Rose smiles and walks over to a fireplace in the well furnished living room. She places the origami flowers in a small waterless vase on the mantle and sits on the white couch, taking off her heals.

"Sorry, I just can't be in these horrid things anymore," she apologies'.

"It's fine," Kay says and we all go sit on the couch. Cal bids us goodbye and goes up into his study while Rose begins to help us study.