August was able to take his private airplane, which he flew himself, and partially built himself, all the way to the island. He was definitely interested to see his old high school friends. After all, there was Elizabeth, who was always different. And Alexander, who was always trying a little too hard but seemed like a good guy anyway. Lucina who he was lucky enough to never get on her bad side. Macey who was always quiet, but he enjoyed quiet now and again. Abraham who was one he used to talk to for intellectual discussions depending on the subject. Daniel, who August generally stayed away from in order to avoid a record or juvi stay. Oh and his sister Jane who was always more of a partier than August ever was. Mycha, that chubby girl who was nice enough, and August never minded. Raina, who seemed to flirt with everyone except him. Michelle, who never did anything wrong and was intelligent to boot. But then there was Camilla too. She was always more his type, being sweet and fun but serious when needed. Not that he ever thought of her, except maybe daily. 

He got out of the plane and brushed himself off, looking pretty good in an untucked, white button up shirt and khaki cargo shorts. He kept his sunglasses on as he walked inside the house, having his stuff taken up to his room for him. He stood in the foyer, nodding and thinking this house would do just fine to get reacquainted.