Okay, guys. I used to be Pure Tranquillity. Sorry for the name change. Last one, I promise. This is the third and probably the last Learning to Live story. It takes place about thirteen years in the future. I apologize for the delay, I wasn't going to write this, and then I thought to myself, 'Smurfy's going to be mad, my readers and reviewers are going to be mad, and I'm going to be mad, so I might as well write this. Here you go, guys. I'll give you the ages:

Ryan: 34 Sydney 33 Thomas 17 Douglas: 16 Isabelle: 14 Sophie: Just turned 13.

I use Alberta school. Elementary: 1-6, Junior High: 7-9 and High School: 10-12

Chapter I — The Evans'

"Dad, my retainer!" Sophie exclaimed just as they passed through the blue doors of JT Parker Junior High School. "I need it!" She told him the fact as if it were new to him. Ryan sighed as he followed her back into the old school and to her locker. She twirled the dial, her locker door swinging open and a few books dropping to the floor lifelessly. Sophie ignored them, dug through some books to pull out a worn case, and opened it. She popped her retainer into her mouth and bent to pick up her Grade Eight Science textbook.

"Can we go yet, Sophie? We still have to find Isabelle and pick up Doug and Thomas from East High." Ryan hugged Sophie and helped her pile the books onto the small, provided shelf and Sophie slammed the door shut. She heard a clang, dreading re-opening the locker the next morning. She followed Ryan to the door and saw Douglas talking to some friends in her cheerleading sweats and a semi tight tank top.

"Dad! Five more minutes, please!" She complained. Ryan shook his head and Sophie sniggered.

"No, Doug. We have to pick up Thomas and Isabelle." Ryan insisted, and Isabelle rolled her beautiful brown eyes.

"Dad, Coach scheduled an extra cheer practise. I have to be there, Dad!" She exclaimed, sweeping a strand of brown behind her ear. Ryan gave in and Sophie went back inside with her friends, Ryan hurrying Sophie to the car.

"Mom! Where's Thomas?" Sophie whined, concerned about her big brother.

"School, Honey." Sydney gently reminded her youngest child. "He'll be home at five, dear." She told the lonely girl. Sophie had always hung out with Thomas or Douglas, never Isabelle, though, Sydney noted. They were probably too different, she finally decided.

"Mom, I'm home! Coach let us leave early today!" A new voice called through the house. "Sophie!" Sophie grinned. "Sophie!" He called again, his voice getting quieter. Sophie took off, sprinting towards the door.

"Thomas!" She shouted and Sydney smiled to herself. "Thomas! I missed you!" She cried as she jumped into his outstretched arms. She hugged him enthusiastically, and Ryan entered the beautiful house with Isabelle.

"Young lady," He scolded. "You lied to me, you had no practise. You are grounded, Isabelle Lena! No television, no computer no cell phone, and no competitions until you learn the value of trust in this family."

"Dad! Tiff didn't get in trouble!"

"Tiffany probably asked to go to Diana's house!" Ryan told her, pointing to the stairs that led upstairs.

"This is so unfair!" Isabelle shouted, reluctantly going upstairs. "I hate my life! I hate you!"

"Honey, what was that?"

"Isabelle lied to go to a party, Sydney!" He shouted at her. "I thought she was nice!"

"Ryan Evans!" Sydney exclaimed, drying her hands on the washcloth as she walked in. "Isabelle loves you, and always will. She's just in the years that she tends not to show it as much."

A car. A collision. A death.

That a collision ending is important. Very important. Again, I thought I was not going to write this and I did, so review, and read Feud and The Truth Comes Out, too!

Another thing, a secret thing, vote:

Sydney

Ryan

Thomas

Isabelle

Doug

Sophie