Avery: Mom!
River: BABY AVERY!
Avery: *hugs River*
River: I missed you so much! *goes down to Avery’s level and gives her kisses*
Avery: mom, stop, so uncool.
River: *laughs* sorry.
Avery: I wanna show you something I drew at school today! *takes her hand and pulls her into the kitchen*
River: what is it baby?
Avery: *shows River a drawn picture of River, Avery and Phoenix, and their maltipoo Brent.*
River: it’s beautiful Avery!
Avery: *smiles* really? You like it? Our art teacher is cool!
River: well, you’re really an artist my dear Avery. *kisses her head* Just like your mommy. *smiles* I will frame this and hang it in our living room.
Avery: really?
River: it deserves to be there.
Avery: wow! Thanks mom!
River: so how was your first day in the third grade?
Avery: it was the third grade mom! It was awesome!
River: *laughs* well I got home early today, to show you what I have for you.
Avery: *gasps* what is it mommy?
River: Nick! Bring it in!
Nick: *brings the tricycle in*
Avery: wow! A bike! It’s just like Mary’s one! Only mine is cooler! And pinkier!
River: *laughs* thanks Nick, I’ll see you tomorrow.
Nick: alright Miss--
River: *looks at Nick*
Nick: River.. *smiles nervously*
River: you can go now. *smiles*
Nick: *goes out and drives off*
Phoenix: *eating pudding* whoa! A tricycle in the house.
Avery: mommy bought it for me! Would you teach me how to ride it daddy?
Phoenix: of course I will. *smiles at Avery then smiles at River and mouths* smart move.
River: *winks*
Phoenix: *laughs* you wanna go try it out in the front yard?
Avery: yeah!
Phoenix: well let’s go! Put your safety gear on first baby girl.
Avery: yeay!!! *takes her gear and runs towards the front door*
River: *laughs abit*
Phoenix: this is sweet sunshine, you really know how to make her happy.
River: it’s the least I could do, I mean, she’s gonna be away for a week with only her dad, she’s gonna be a big slob.
Phoenix: hey, are you calling me a slob?
River: no baby, I’m not. *laughs and gives him a kiss*
Phoenix: *smiles with eyes still closed* I better go before Avery gets all pissy.
River: *nods, smiling*
Avery: DADDDY!!!
Phoenix: *opens eyes* coming darling! *laughs*
*with Camille and Duke*
Camille: Duke! Can you help me?
Duke: with what?
Camille: carrying our stuff? We’re moving in together alright? Together.
Duke: alright alright, sorry. *kisses her and takes the box out of her hands*
Camille: *laughs and grabs another box*
Duke: the place is really nice.
Camille: it is. It’s perfect.
Duke: so, I’m gonna be playing Hockey with Daryen and the others tomorrow, what are you gonna be doing?
Camille: ah, I have that cosmetics commercial Jacy set up for me.
Duke: right. You’ll do great.
Camille: I know I will. *smiles*
*with Sam*
Sam: *puts her hand on Grant’s gravestone**cries but smiles at the same time* I miss you so much..
Chris: Samantha?
Sam: Chris?
Chris: hey. Who’s place is this?
Sam: Grant..
Chris: oh.. right, I heard.
Sam: *wipes tears* it’s okay.. I just, sometimes I feel him around but.. I just want him to stay.
Chris: *sits down on the grass next to her* he’s in a much better place.. Grant was a great guy..
Sam: *slightly smiles* he was more than just a great guy, he was my brother..
Chris: I know.. I’m sorry.
Sam: so what are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be in China?
Chris: I turned down the offer.
Sam: but Chris, Basketball is your dream.
Chris: I know, it can wait. I’m sorry I wasn’t at his funeral like, 8 years ago.
Sam: *sniffs* it’s okay. he knew you were still thinking about him..
Chris: *Smiles* it’s gonna be okay. He was a good friend, he wouldn’t want you to be, like this all the time.
Sam: *nods and rests her head on his shoulder*
Chris: mind if I ask how he died?
Sam: Josh killed him..
Chris: what? Really? Wow. But why?
Sam: Grant ruined his life.. and.. he kidnapped Grant for awhile, tortured him, and Serena too..
Chris: Serena? Serena Waldorf?
Sam: yeah.. Serena had major memory loss, and when she finally came to her senses she was so different, so smart, so mature.
Chris: Serena Waldorf? Mature? Smart? Wow..
Sam: yeah.. *starts crying* she tried saving Grant.. but she couldn’t..
Chris: aw. it’s alright. *hugs her*
Sam: *crying on Chris’ shoulder* he’s gone. I’m a wreck..
Chris: *pulls off* look at you, you look so sleepless, have you eaten?
Sam: *shakes head* I can’t eat, I can’t sleep.. it’s been this way for years.. I’ll eat for a week, then stop for 2.. or 3..
Chris: Sam, that’s not right. C’mon, I’ll get you some food.
Sam: you don’t--
Chris: I insist. *stands up and puts his hand up for Sam*
Sam: *takes his hand and he pulls her up*
Chris: here, take my jacket, you must be freezing.. *takes off his jacket and puts it on Sam**leads her towards his car*
*with Jacy*
London: good evening Jacy.
Jacy: London?
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