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I'd like to say that we all kept in touch and lived happily ever after, but the world is not a fairytale, as it likes to point time and time again. It's been almost twelve years since senior year of high school. I'm married to Jennifer Ann Thomas and we have adopted four kids together. I know. Four! You want to be the one to tell her no more be my guess. I'm just kidding. I love my children.  I'm a children's physicians. I know it's hard for me to believe too sometimes. Me the class screw up went on to become a doctor for kids!

Hunter is currently working for a law firm in Chicago. He visits pretty regularly seeing as he is the God father to my children, so he doesn't have much of a choice. He has a partner in the business a man named Randy, who is also his life partner. The two have been going strong for the past three years, and have even talked about marriage the last few times they have visited. His mother and him have reconnected, but his father and him have never been able to make amends after that night. 

Jackie is currently working as a high school counselor. Her and I lost touch after senior year of college, but I know she is doing well from a friendly source by the name of Hunter, who tries to keep in touch with her. She is married to a man by the name of Jeffery, and has two kids.

Susan is actually my next door neighbor, believe it or not, she moved in a month ago, so needless to say we've become pretty close. She hasn't found her special someone, but she seems to be doing fine without one. She is an activist finding against the oppression of the LGBT community. She turned into a bit of a badass. 

Fran is still a close friend. She lives out in San Francisco with her wife, and dog Fluffy. I didn't peg Fran for the generic dog name either. She is a professor at the Art Institute for graphic design. She and her team are currently working on a movie for a company she is not aloud to say, but informs me that the name rhymes with risney. 

Jennifer runs her own clothing store downtown, called Ink, where she actually sells her clothing line. She is happy. We have four beautiful children: Lance, Francis, Haley, and Gina. We are happy.  

Uncle Davison and his secretary married my senior year of college. Mom is traveling Europe by backpack. She is almost sixty years old.

Lance passed away during his sophomore year of college. He's buddies took him out drinking for his 21st birthday and he died of alcohol poisoning. He was studying to be an engineer. He use to say he had an eye for fantastic buildings, and was even planning to study abroad in Italy for a summer. 

"Honey, what are your writing?" Jennifer asked, walking up behind, and wrapping her arms around me.

"I'm writing about us." I replied with a shrug.

"That's going to be quite to the boring story. Isn't? Chapter One: Cleans House. Chapter Two: Dresses Children. Chapter Three: Goes to Work." She laughs at her own joke.

"Senior year?" I said, looking up at her.

"Uh, well that is a bit more interesting isn't it," she smiled sweetly at me, leaned forward, and place a kiss on my lips. "Chapter One: Responsibility."

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