"Damn, a project already?" Jean thought as he began filling in the sheet in front of him. He answered all the questions as truthfully as he could, while cursing having to write in pen when he unconsciously snarked and had to cross the line out. Finishing the sheet quickly, Jean pulled out his book, a collection of Chekov's short stories.

When School ended, Jean dropped by the nearby elementry school to pick up his younger siblings. When the school ended half an hour later, he was quickly tackled by the two children. He picked both of his siblings up and pulled them into a hug, laughing with them as they began giggling uncontrollably. Bringing them back home ,he sat the two chidren down at the dinner table. Bringing out the pitcher of milk and his "secret" stash of cookies, which his mother knew of but he acted like it was a secret with the kids, he began chatting with the kids about their day. Eventually, both of his mother and Uncle returned home and Jean disappeared into the garage to continue working on the old Mustang. "This is gonna be an interesting year." he thought as propped up the hood of the car.