A/N hello! Sorry it's been so long. I've kinda got distracted XD whoops! Anyways, here's an update. there will be more. enjoy!

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"We're awesome! But that's because of me of course"

*sighs* Phil, why are you so full of yourself?

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I looked around my room with everything packed in boxes. I sighed and sat on the edge of my bed. Ian had said Quentin would be coming to help me take it apart later but I kinda got ahead of myself and had already started. Now the matress and box spring were lying on the floor and the frame was taken apart and set in a pile next to the closet.

James walked in and stood next to the door. He smiled sadly.

"You ready to go?" He asked quietly. The whole house outside my door was busy and noisy but in here it was deathly silent. At least it felt like it.

"Yea" I nodded and stood up "just have a few more things yet" I looked over at the dismantled bed.

James followed my gaze and smirked when he saw the bed.

"I thought Quentin was going to help you with that" he said. I laughed a bit and shook my head.

"He's already pretty busy and I needed something to do" I shrugged "I thought it'd be a good way to help"

James nodded with a thoughtful look "well, that does sound like you. always impatient and working ahead of everyone" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes "you done packing then too?" I asked. James nodded and sat down.

"Everything but my bed. I'm not moving that myself" he replied with a laugh "I don't want to get crushed"

"You wouldn't get crushed" I laughed. already I felt a little happier. An idea popped into my head and I smiled. It was around noon. maybe if James would help....

"Hey, want to make some pasties?" I asked. James looked up startled.

"We haven't had those since the last foster family" he said surprised "do you even remember the recipe?"

"Of course I remember!" I smirked "why else would I ask if you wanted some?"

James seemed unsure. He wrung his hands nervously and looked around.

"Think the others won't mind?" he asked timidly. I shrugged.

"Better to ask forgiveness than permission" I said jumping up. James nodded.

"Just like dad used to say" he smiled. I could see the hint of sadness behind it. I cursed myself out silently for bringing it up.

"Exactly" I replied. With a smirk I ran out the door distracting him. "C'mon!"

James was fast to follow as we made our way not-so-stealthily down to the kitchen. several times I almost ran into someone moving something out.

Luckily when we got to the kitchen though almost everything was still there. Including the baking pans and food.

James close the door and I pulled out the ingredients for the simple dish.

"Let's get to work" James grinned. I nodded with a smirk.

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An hour later the whole house was filled with the smell of cooking meat and veggies. James and I slumped on the kitchen chairs waiting for them to finish cooking.

"Think we made enough?" I asked looking at the still dirty counter. James shrugged.

"Hopefully, then again we can always split them up" he replied. I nodded and stood up.

I started cleaning up the counter. Flour, hamburgur meat, vegitable peals all went in the garbage. James started doing the dishes as I was finishing up. It went pretty quickly it seemed.

Once the oven beeped I walked over to take the pasties out. And right on time the others came down.

"What's this?" Adam asked curious. I shrugged and looked at James waiting for him to explain.

"We thought this would be a good going away meal" James shrugged. I smiled. That really was the only way to think of it.

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A/N short, quick chapter. I know, but you've all been waiting for an update and I needed to get one out.

Hope you enjoyed! I've got a feeling the next chapter wont be out for a while XP sorry. But I've got no idea how to continue to the next big point. I might just start off there. oh well, until the next chapter

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