(A/N) Okay guys, the sequel to All Grown Up is here. Readers who haven't read All Grown Up, it would make a lot of sense if you did, thanks for reading.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Recess series

Chapter 1. Back

Ashley's POV

"EXPELLED!"My mother shouted at me. I shrugged.

She wasn't even my real mother neither was my father. My real ones died in a car crash so I'm adopted.

It's been years since I've left third street middle school ever since the incident but I'm fine now, I think. When I left, I changed my style every time I went to a school. My first time moving to a new school, I was known as a loner. I stayed in that school for some time till Joey went to prison. We then moved again. In the next school I decided to go all girlie, I made lots of friends but they weren't like true friends. I moved again after my parents died and I went to a different school were everyone took pity on me. Then I was adopted and went to high school were I got a fake nose pierce and acted like a punk as a way of getting over my real parents death. I now went by my first name, Ashley and my new last name was Jones.

"Don't shrug at me!" she shouted. "Right, we're going to have to move and get you to a new school because there's none round this area!"She complained. I rolled my eyes. She then looked around in magazines.
"Here!"She yelled I ran over to her and Dad. "And look, you can go to school at third street high school."I then became a stiff. WHAT!

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The car stopped and I saw my house for the first time, or was it? I lived on this block before. That's when I realized, that my old house was next neighbour to our neighbour so that means the other house beside ours was...TJ's!

TJ's POV

"TJ?"Mum yelled coming up the stairs. I chocked on the cigarette I had in my mouth and stomped it in the ash try before hiding it under my bed. The door then opened.
"TJ, our new neighbours have moved in."She smiled.

"So?"I didn't care if it was my grandma that moved in. I just don't care any more.

"Well, do you not want to go say hi?"

"Why should I?"
Mum put her hands on her hips. "Okay, just know that I'm inviting them to dinner."She turned to leaved the room. "Oh, they have a daughter named Ashley! She's your age and will be starting your school tomorrow."Mum then left and shut the door.

An Ashley! Not another one!

Ashley's POV

I was nervous. This was probably the way I was going to be. Not because it's a new school, new style but because everyone I knew went there. We then left the house. This was TJ's house. I wore a black jacket with black three quarter lengths, trainers and white ankle socks. I let my long black hair fall to my hips.

We rang the door bell and it opened with Mrs. Detweiler.

"Welcome."She smiled. "Come on in."
I walked through the door. I remember this place too well. How I use to run up them stairs, how a use to run in this house. I smiled at the memories going through my head.
"Hello, you must be Ashley, nice to meet you."She held out her hand, problem is, she's already met me, but I don't tell her that. I just shake her hand.

"Ah, TJ, there you are! Come say hello!" I went cold as I felt a chill in the air when she said his name. I turned my head to see a boy standing, leaning on the staircase. Baggy jeans with a black hoody and red cap on backwards. He stared at me coldly. He was white as a ghost and looked like he's never had any sleep in days.

"Hello TJ."My mum and dad smiled.

"Whatever."He replied.
"TJ!"Shouted his Mum. "Sorry for his rudeness. Just some things happened a couple of years ago and he's not able to get over it."

I looked up at him and blushed and when he stared back I quickly looked down at my hands and started to fidget.

TJ's POV

She was an odd person. Every time I looked at her, she blushed or just fidgeted with her fingers and hands. She was really annoying, different and weird from all the other Ashley's I knew. She was shy and dressed not like a slut but a very shy person does.

"Why don't use go up to you're room?"My mother suggested. I gave her a glare like, no way will she come up stairs to my room. My mother glared back like, do it, NOW! I sighed and got up out of the table and she followed holding her hands and acting very nervous. I rolled my eyes. Whatever the hells her problem.

Ashley's POV

I stood in his room looking around seeing how everything changed, like all his comics replaced with naked girls on motorbikes.

"Want one?"He asked as I jumped round to face him. He held out a cigarette to me.

"em...No thanks."I blushed.
He rolled his eyes. "Goody-goody."
I jerked at that bit. Is this really TJ?

He turned and looked at me. "What?"He asked.
I shrunk back down. TJ was kinder than this person. Who was this person? He's not TJ! TJ was kind, sweet, polite and everything I loved...still love.

I remember the last couple of nights after the dance and when I moved. I cried after the dance because I was so embarrassed but when I left I cried for TJ. I longed for him to have his arms around me, I longed to see him again. Now I have, and I long to see the old TJ.

"What's school like here?" I asked almost a whisper.
"You won't survive."He answered.

"W-what!"I shrieked.

But then he looked at me again with his blue eyes. How I've dreamed about those eyes so many times.

TJ's POV

I stared from her foot to head. He perfect body with large features. Her curves were so beautiful. Probably fake like Gretchen had. She had beautiful raven black hair that reached her hips. I then looked at her innocent face where I lay eyes on those chocolate eyes. I've seen them before. But where? They sparkled in the light. She was beautiful. Maybe she could survive. And with her cute act down, she could totally make the guys fall for her.

"Never mind."I said and rolled over annoyed with her already.

"TJ! Ashley! Time to go!"I heard my mum yelled.
I sighed and got up and walked to the door in which she blocked. She jumped to the side to let me by and she followed me down the stairs.

"Well, bye TJ, Ashley will see you at school!"Mrs. Jones smiled.

They then left.

"TJ, she's a nice young girl, don't upset her with your attitude problems. I want you to take care of her. She looks like she's very shy and helpless and will need your help for her to settle down."
"WHAT!"I yelled already bored with that girl but now I'm her babysitter! This can not be happening!