Sandry sat at the tennis courts thinking. She had just gotten back from America. The bad thing is that she had brought back her older brother. She didn’t feel the same about Tennis. She’d had a couple of outings with Momo, Kora, and the others who were now third years but something was off. She just couldn’t place it. It might have to do with the fact Eiji was gone.
--Somewhere else…with Ry--
Ryoma rolled his eyes. Something was wrong with his sister and it was starting to bug him. He was tempted to either call Elizabeth or Eiji. Someone had to snap her out of it. It probably didn’t help that their brother Ryoga was now living with them. Apparently that’s why Sandry had been sent back home.

Liz pondered calling her best friend for a moment before she shook her head. 2 days in paris and she already wanted to go back to see her friends. man did she mioss them. but the shopping here was great. just what she had saved for. she smiled a secret smile as she passed a nighty shop. ohhh la la indeed.

Ry sighed when he realized that Liz wasn't even here. The one day he was hoping someone would save his sister. He sighed and headed out to see if he could find someone that could be of use. Chances are that wouldn't happen anytime soon. He was hoping Sandry would snap out of it soon.

Liz walked out of the little lingerie store with an cat ate the cannery grin and walked down the street. Something was nagging her. She reached for the phone giving in as she dialed her best friends number.

Sandry absently picked up the phone.
"Hello?" she asked after she had opened it. SHe hadn't bothered to check the caller ID and probably should have. Though some things never changed becauswe it always seemed to be the same people calling.

"sup home dawg? howrya doin? i have a feeling you in the blues....wanna come to paris?" Liz asked in a rush

"For the last time I don't speak gangster." Sandry muttered a smile alighting on her face.
"Nope we've got school starting again and I've got to get back my spot on the team remember?" Sandry asked. She had lost her spot in the beginning because she hadn't been there but now it was time to play hard ball so to speak.

“Aww your gonna make me shop all on my own? Oh well, is there anything you want before I head back home. Your right id like to get back to tennis to” Liz sighed. how long since she had handled a racket?

"A plane ticket back to America for my brother." Sandry muttered. She stood up and walked toward one of the empty courts with her bag slung over her shoulder.
"You playing this year?" Sandry asked.

"if i make it of course" Liz said

"Well you better make it." Sandry muttered.
"It's not the same as before." Sandry said.

"surprize surprize!" liz said sarcastically then sighed.
"im heading out right now.....any stops you want me to make on the way?" she asked

"Unless you can magically get my brother on the plane no." Sandry muttered darkly. She unzipped her tennis bag to pull out her racket. Somethings would never change and she felt better with a racket in her hand and always would.

"gah, want me to bring in the mafia? they do owe me a favor" Liz mused

"Don't think dad would like him dying to much." Sandry mused. She looked across the empty court and felt that familiar tingle that hadn't happened in a while. At least not since Ryoga had beaten her and degraded everything she knew.
"Stop by and see Ry first when you get home. You know where I'll be." Sandry said as she hung up and put her phone into the tennis bag and grabbed a tennis ball and started playing.

"why do i need to see ryoma...i dont know why i bother to talk to you anymore" she muttered into the dead line. she sighed and stepped onto her private jet. bleh.

Sandry always seemed to be focused on whatever it was she was doing. That could be why she didn't hear anyone enter the court.
"Your serve is weak as always." He said.
"Ryoga shut up." Sandry said as she attempted to block him out. Which was always easier said then done. He knew how to bug her and didn't mind exploiting that. Even after a year she still flinched if anything came close to her left eye.

Liz sighed as her phone rang again. her dad. of course. wondering were she was. he was gonna be pissed once he found she wasnt in Paris any more.

Sandy half turned to glare at her older brother because he was bouncing a ball on his racket.
"Play me." he said.
"No." she whispered. Royga chuckled.
"You scared?" he asked.

"hi daddy" Liz said in her best "im not doing anything wrong" tone. it made her father immediately suspitious.
"were are you?"
"not on the way home...." liz said
"ELIZABETH!" liz hung up
"aww hell" she muttered