Nothing appeared to happen so he just shrugged it off and headed downstairs for food.
"Oh Jonny dear," called his mother, seeing him coming down the stairs, "Come have a look at your brother's class photo."
"Moooommm!" protested Mikey embarrassed. Jon rolled his eyes and walked over, standing behind the couch where his parents and brother sat to get a look. He scanned the photo for his brother and spotted him standing at the back of the group, his best friends on either side of him. Jon smiled wryly, recognising them as Karyn's little brother and his friend Trevor's little sister.
"So who's the kid you've been having trouble with champ?" asked their father.
"Him," pouted Mikey, pointing to a blond boy two rows in front, "Sam McMillan."
Jon blinked "McMillan? As in Sarah McMillan, the cheerleader in my class?"
Mikey shrugged, but his mother nodded "I was talking to her mother about it recently and we were chuckling over the coincidence that we had two kids the same age each."
"Should have got together with Trevor and Karyn's moms aswell," snarled Jon, "Would have been a right hoot."
His father laughed. "You're not going to believe this," he chuckled, "But I was talking to Butch Meadow's at work yesterday and we noted the same thing; his son is in your class Jon, and his daughter is in your's Mikey."
"Don't remind me," grimaced Jon.
"I can't stand Brittany," moaned Mikey, "She thinks she's so much better than everyone else."
"My, that's a lot of coincidences," chuckled their mother, "Wonder how more there could be?"
