Oh my gosh, its an update! o.O its been ages, I'm sorry, but I've been so busy... just read the chap, please:)

"Hello, Renee."

"Is it really you?" the other girl asked. Sara could hear the bags with her new clothes being moved to the floor.

"Yeah" she simply replied, hoping the simple replied would cause the other girl to lose interest.

"Get real!" Nope, still interested. "Alyssa, Jennifer, come here" she called to another table.

Sara mentally groaned as two chairs were pulled up to her table.

"You guys remember Sara, right?" Renee asked them.

"How could we forget?" one of the other girls, Jennifer, if Sara had to guess, answered.

"Right, I mean, a blind girl, who skipped a grade, very easy to remember" the other girl, Alyssa, added.

Sara's stomach sunk. She knew where this was headed.

"Then, of course, there's what her mother did" Renee cooed, her voice full of malice.

"You mean, went crazy and killed her dad?" Alyssa innocently asked.

"But then, the daughter just disappeared. Where did you go, Sara?" Renee asked her. Her voice was cold while it laughed at its victim.

Sara continued to bow her head, ignoring the girls.

"You better be careful, Renee" Jennifer spoke up. "She might snap and attack you."

The girls laughed.

Anger filled Sara. She could hear the blood rush past hear ears. Her mouth as clamped shut so tight, she thought her teeth might crack. She knew this was going to happen. They all knew, but none of them understood.

"Renee?" a deep voice asked from a few tables away.

"Over here" the girl in question chimed.

"I got your shakes" the boy told her.

"Thanks" the three girls replied in union. Their voices were dripping with innocence. It almost made Sara gag.

"Whose this?" the boy questioned.

Sara tried to force herself to stay still. But that voice, so familiar, so achingly familiar. Yet so different. It made her realise exactly how much time had passed since she had left Tamales Bay. Deepness had intruded on the childhood voice, but it was still his.

She lifted her head and brushed some of her hair behind her ear.

"Sara," he breather.

"Hey, Eric" she replied.

"How... how have you been?" he stuttered.

"Alright" she shrugged. "You?"

"Fine" he said. "It's been a while."

"Yeah" she agreed.

"So...um, are you going to the high school?"

"Yeah, Lisa is taking me to get my schedule later today."

"That's nice" Renee cut off Eric's reply. "Our movie is about to start, Eric, we better go."

"Uh, yeah, I guess so" the boy quietly agreed. "I'll see you around, Sara."

"Yeah" Sara replied before she heard their footsteps walking away.

"Was that Eric?" Aunt Lisa's voice cut through the short quiet.

"Yeah" Sara softly replied.

It felt weird to be back in the building she had spent so much time in as a kid. It still summer vacation, so the only people she could hear were teachers in classrooms and the occasional janitor cleaning the halls.

She had never actually been in the high school before, but it smelt the same as the other two school. The air was thick with the scents of chalk, ink, and gum.

"Right through here, Sara" Aunt Lisa told her as a door was opened. Sara made her way through the door, and instantly knew she was in the office.

The room buzzed with activity. Papers were rustled non-stop, chairs squeaked, murmurs filled the air.

"Hello, how can I help you?" a voice asked from a few feet away from Sara.

"I called ahead about Sara Sidle" Aunt Lisa spoke up.

"Of course" the woman replied, as more paper were moved about.

"Her counselor is Mrs. Smith, right down the hall."

"Thank you," Aunt Lisa replied, leading Sara with a hand on her shoulder.

They made their way down the hall until Aunt Lisa stopped and knocked on a door.

"Come in" a muffled voice replied.

Aunt Lisa turned the knob and pushed the door open.

"Sara, it's good to see you again" the woman said. Her voice was light and cheery.

Sara nodded. Mrs. Smith had been her counselor since first grade.

"Your last school sent your transcript over," the counselor instantly started. "You have almost all of the credits needed for graduation. You just need to take Government, Senior English, and you should be set."

"So, what will this mean for her schedule?" Aunt Lisa asked.

"Well, it's suggested that she takes science and math classes, even though she has all the credits, and the rest of the classes are open for electives and lunch. It's all up to her."

"What do you think, Sara?"

"What about Mrs. Peterson's class?" she questioned.

"Mrs. Peterson, unfortunately, passed away last year. Billy moved away shortly after" Mrs. Smith informed her.

Sara nodded slowly.

"I already put you in Honors Government, and Honors English, if that's alright with you" Mrs. Smith spoke up after a few moments of silence.

"I was actually wondering if I could take the Advanced Placement courses."

"We have AP English, but not Government."

"That's fine."

"Do you have any ideas of what else you want to take?"

"AP Calc, and AP Physics" she slowly answered.

"Are you sure? Three AP classes can be a lot of work."

"I can do it."

"Okay, what else?"

"Latin IV."

"Okay, you can have one more class, or you can have an open block, to get your work done."

"I would rather have an open block."

"Alright, your schedule will be sent out in a few days."

"Thank you"Aunt Lisa spoke up. She had just sat in silence as they had talked, something Sara was grateful of.

"Good-bye" Mrs. Smith said as they left.

"Good-bye" Sara replied.

It's longer, you can say that, again, I apologize for the wait, it was never my intention