So…I'm back…so soon? Lol! Yeah! Umm…seeing as how I've only written about the same thing…I'm going to keep that story going. It's a follow up to my last two stories. I guess the things that happened with the first and second generation are still being dealt with, by the next generation…but I don't know if it's going to involve the pants…they would be way old! And not to mention….way out of style!


"Wake up!" Holly walked down the hall way and threw open her son's bedroom door. He was fifteen and was a pain to deal with. He was just now getting into the rebellious state of his teen years. "What?" Skye asked, rolling over and almost falling onto the floor. Holly stuck her head inside the room. "Up now, I don't have time for this." She slammed the door shut. Skye crawled out of bed and found his cell phone.


"Good morning Mom, Dad." Ella's fifteen year old daughter sat down at the breakfast table, giving each of her parent's a kiss and a hug. "Good morning sweetie." Ella handed her daughter a plate with two pieces of toast on it. "Hey Mack," Mackenzie's younger sister called. "Someone's on the phone for you." Mackenzie ran over to the bar and grabbed the cordless phone. "Mack." "Hey Mack, its Skye. What was that homework again?" Mackenzie rolled her eyes. "Skye. You didn't do it again?" "Nope." Mackenzie could hear the sound of pots and pans clattering. "Skye, is your mom ok?" Skye didn't answer. "We'll talk about it when I see you at the bus stop." With that he hung up.


Emily came back from her morning jog, running into her mom in the kitchen. "Hey Ann…" Anna caught her daughter before she could finish. "Anna? What did I tell you?" Emily rolled her eyes and then held up her hand in surrender. "Hey Mom...There's this concert in a few weeks…" "We'll talk about it. Now go get dressed for school. I'll drop you off at the bus stop."


Jamie looked down at her arm. She had broken it a few weeks ago in a car accident. Her older brother had been driving…She was interrupted by a sound at the door. "Honey? Are you ready?" Jamie's mom, Esperanza slowly opened the door and came in. Walking over to the large windows, she pulled back the large curtains. "You don't have to go back today if you don't want to…I know we're all still trying to deal with this. It wasn't your fault…" "It wasn't my fault. I know Mom." Jamie stated. "But why did he have to die? We were in the same car. It could have been me!" Esperanza pulled her daughter in, and squeezed her tightly. "Shhh baby…it's going to ok."


Mackenzie ran up to Skye and jumped on his back. "You've been smoking again." Skye turned around and looked into her eyes. Mackenzie could tell that he had been crying. "Skye, come over here. What's wrong?" Skye took her hand and followed her over to the empty bench. "Dad ran off again, last night. When I woke up, my mom had been throwing her paint every where. She took all of the pots and pans out of the cabinets and started throwing them in a pile…She was freaking me out." "That explains the loud noise." Mackenzie said, letting go of Skye's hand and placing it on his lower back. "It's the last day of school before summer…Jamie and I were going to go hang out at Em's this weekend. But…you should come spend the night. Mom and Dad are going to be in the city all night."

Skye wiped away the tears that were continually falling, no matter how hard he tried to get them to stop. "That sounds cool…are you sure they won't mind?" Mackenzie brought Skye into a hug. "Are you kidding babe? Of course they won't mind. Besides…you're practically my brother."


Sorry to cut it short…and leave ya'll with not a lot of information! But I've gotta get off the computer and go finish this homework! Yay! The teachers love to torture us! When I became a Junior…the homework load increased by like 1,000,000 percent! Lol! Well maybe by just 24 percent...but that's still a lot compared to what they gave us last year! I love you all! And I hope you like the idea of this story!