[h1][centre][color=007236]James and Thomas Holtz[/color][/centre][/h1]

[b]08:40[/b]

"Do I have to go?" Thomas asked his father wearily. They needed to leave for the Saturday service at the synagogue, but Thomas didn't want to go.

"Yes," his father James told him, "It's our first once since we moved here and we need to set a good impression."

"I'm feeling homesick." Thomas was feeling homesick, but it was mostly because he was tired. He had stayed up every night for the past week watching Netflix, with the exception of last night. It didn't help that he was still a bit jet lagged.

"Fine," James surrendered, "but you must come next week!"

"Sure," Thomas said, as James walked out of the house. As soon as the door shut, Thomas went back upstairs and went to bed, not even bothering to take off his kippah.


[b]10:10[/b]

Thomas woke up and looked at the time. He had been asleep for an hour and a half, and he still felt tired. He decided to go to Starbucks. He got out of bed, remembered that he would have to walk, and sighed. It was a good fifteen minutes walk to the closest one. Thomas missed London, with everything being close to everything, and if it wasn't it would only be one or two train or tube journeys away, which were always short. He decided that he would leave as soon as possible to get there quickly.


[b]10:28[/b]

As Thomas approached Starbucks he saw something that looked familiar. It was a black and red mustang, but Thomas couldn't have seen it before because until the past week, he had lived in London, not Philadelphia. [i]Déjà vu,[/i] he thought to himself. Thomas walked into the Starbucks and reached into his pocket to get his wallet out, when he saw the reason he recognized the mustang, causing him to stop dead in his tracks. It was Kayla Campbell, TV star and the girl he got pregnant. She was the reason that his father had moved them to Philadelphia, and she happened to be here too. Thomas walked over to Kayla, walking past the queue, "What are you doing here?" he asked.