So this is the sequel to Moving Up and Moving On. I decided to go ahead and write it because I had all these ideas floating around in my head.

Live Until You Die

Chapter1

"Dad! Dad, get up! Dad you have to take us to school!"

Roger opened his green eyes and was met with two sets that were nearly identical to his own. Seeing he was awake, the owners of the eyes pulled back and Roger saw that his sixteen year old twin daughters were standing over him.

"God, can't an old man get some rest around here?" he grumbled playfully. He loved his daughters and loved to look at them. Melody still had her mother's exuberance and now had developed her good looks as well. Her dark blond hair nearly hit her waist and she liked to dress to show off her cute figure. Harmony was just as lovely. She kept her hair cut at shoulder length and had gotten her mother's love for crazy colored highlights. This week they were purple. She dressed more conservatively than her sister, preferring to wear baggy ripped jeans and her father's old leather jacket. Both girls had acquired their parents love of music. Melody sang, and Harmony played guitar and piano.

On this morning, the girls were hovering over their father, trying to wake him up so he could take them to school. Roger got out of bed with a groan. "Okay you two, give me ten minutes."

"You know Daddy," Harmony said as he ushered them out. "you wouldn't have to drive us to school if you'd just let us take the car."

"Um, how about no?" Roger responded and shut the door behind them.

"Nice try Harmony." said Maureen as she came around the corner. "But you know we've been officially banned from driving the car after the last time."

"It wasn't even that bad." Melody complained, with her hands on her mini skirt clad hips. "Besides, those guys were cute. So it was totally worth it."

"And that's why you can't drive anymore." Roger called from his room. He came out a minute later and wrapped his arms around his wife. "I don't even see why I have to chauffeur the girls to school anyway. I mean Lily freaking works there."

"But she left already, and now we're going to be late." Melody whined.

"Alright already, let's go." Roger acquiesced and they headed out the door.

Once they were on the road, Roger addressed what his daughters were wearing. "Harmonica, why do you insist on putting holes in your jeans." he asked her.

She shrugged. "I like them like that." she answered quietly.

He smiled at her. "Well you get that from me I suppose." Roger pulled into the school's parking lot and the girls got ready to get out of the car. Melody thought she had gotten away with her mini-skirt.

"And Mel, we'll discuss the proper length for your skirts when you get home." Roger told her sternly.

"Yes Daddy." she grumbled and the twins walked up to the school. Roger laughed to himself and made the drive back to his house.

Twelve years ago, Mark, Reggie, Roger, Maureen, Lily, and the girls had moved to the new townhouses that Benny owned. Roger and Maureen had been newlyweds then and they established their new family life.

Mark and Regina's marriage solidified even more and now they had a ten year old son named Adam.

Now, as Roger pulled into the driveway of his family's townhouse, he saw Mark and Adam coming of theirs. He waved and they stopped. "Aren't you supposed to be at school Adam?" Roger asked as he got out of his car.

The little boy shook his head and then pushed his glasses up on his nose. "Nope. I'm sick!" he answered gleefully.

"Really? You don't look or sound sick to me." Roger replied.

"That's because he isn't." Mark answered. "He complained to his mother that his stomach hurt and she let him stay home today."

"I am sick Dad." Adam whined and gave a couple of unconvincing coughs.

Mark rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say Adam." then he turned to Roger. "I'm going to leave him with Mo and Reggie so I can go to work."

"Ha. I'm off today." taunted Roger. He was now the manager of the music store he worked at. Mark worked at the local television station as a technician and part time camera man.

"Then you can help our wives watch Adam." Mark reasoned. He bent down to his son's level. "I'm going to work now Adam. You're going to stay with Mommy, Uncle Roger and Auntie Mo."

"Alright Daddy." Adam said. "Give me a hug."

"I would, but you're sick, remember? I don't want to catch whatever you have." Mark retorted. Adam stuck his tongue out at his father and went into the house with Roger.

"Honey, I'm home!" Roger called out when he and Adam came in.

"Good. I'm so glad." responded Maureen sarcastically. "I so missed you in the fifteen minutes you've been gone."

"And here's my wife, as pleasant as ever." Roger said back and went over to kiss her.

"Hi Auntie Mo." came Adam's small voice from behind Roger. "I'm sick today."

"So your mother told me." Maureen said to him. "What subject was the test that you're avoiding in?"

"Geography." he answered and then clamped a hand over his mouth as Roger laughed.

"I thought it was something like that. Don't worry. I won't tell your parents. Go play okay? Your mom went to the store for a minute, she'll be back soon and then you'll have to be sick again."

"Thanks Auntie Mo." Adam replied happily and hugged her. Then he ran off to play.

Once he was gone, Roger crooked his finger at Maureen who went into his arms.

"I love you." he whispered in her ear.

"Like you ever had a choice Pookie." she joked back.