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To say that Vivian was nervous would be the understatement of the decade, but as soon as that front door swung open and Mrs. Deville's smiling face appeared at the doorway, it was as if all of her nerves had momentarily disappeared. Vivian threw her arms around the frail, elderly woman as soon as she got the chance, being careful not to squeeze her too tight in fear that she'd break her. Although she hadn't really kept in contact with her old elementary teacher, she did often find herself missing her. Mrs. Deville was nothing short of kind, sweet, and understanding to all of her students, something that Vivian greatly appreciated. [color=#E0AF87][b]"It's nice to see you again,"[/b][/color] Vivian said to the woman after pulling away from their brief hug, [color=#E0AF87][b]"I've missed you."[/b][/color] After moving out of the way to allow the others inside, Vivian did as Mrs. Deville instructed and placed her bags on one of the living room couches. 

Soon, Vivian found herself looking at the few adults that had gathered in the living room, her eyebrows raised as she tried to match names with faces. The easiest to match, of course, was none other than Donald Laclède. Although not keeping in contact with any of her old classmates, Vivian did happen to know a bit about what the man had been up to in his adult years; as much as she hated to admit it, she was a fan of the TV show he just so happened to star in. The next face Vivian recognized was that of Edvvard Erikson, the boy who'd moved from some foreign country later in one of their school years. Vivian could vividly remember when he'd first arrived; the other kids had picked on him because of his heavy accent.

Next, Vivian's eyes landed upon Benjamin Marks, a boy whom she, unfortunately, vaguely remembered. Much like Vivian, Benjamin had never been much of a talker, and spent most of his time with his head buried in a book. Lastly, Vivian spotted an unfamiliar woman speaking to Mrs. Deville and couldn't help but furrow her brows in confusion. Rather than stare at the woman, Vivian simply shrugged her shoulders and refocused her attention on the two men who stood a few feet away. After only a moments hesitation, the woman took a deep breath and approached the two, a small smile on her face. [color=#E0AF87][b]"Eddie. Donnie,"[/b][/color] Vivian said with two slight nods of her head, [color=#E0AF87][b]"Good to see you two again."[/b][/color]
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