A/N:Okay, so I will be able to post another chapter. This is a bit unexpected, so just go with me. I have no clue who's POV it'll be. Like I said, short notcie.

Well, here it goes...

Trey's POV

"Okay, stho ethplain this tho me," Mom started, " How are you getting up to that hothel and back?" "Damn it Mom, Ms. Karen has a van she'll pile us up in. I told you that a million times!" I yelled. "Trey, I with you would get off that computher somethimes." she said. I moaned as I clicked off IM. "Are you packed?" she asked. "Yes, or I wouldn't have been talking to Curtis and Mandie and Andy. Duh." She glared at me. "Trey, don't use that thone of voithe with me." she snapped. "You know what, a few more hours and I won't have to see you for three months!" I yelled. "Well, somethimes I with you wouldn't come back! That would be leth money we would have to sthpend on your 'Hollywood career.' " she cried. I pushed her out of my room and slammed the door. I really hated that bitch.

The Lee ''Twins' " POV

"Kaylee, make sure your bed is made. Emilee, feed the dogs. Ashlee, make sure your room is clean!" Dad called from downstairs. "We will!" we cried together. "Let's speak french!" Kaylee said to me and Emilee. "Okay!" Emilee yelled. "Le papa peut être un vrai somethimes de chienne stupide. " I said. We all laughed. "Ouais, je sais ! Il est idiot." Kaylee cried. "Bien, il a besoin d'apprendre à faire certaines de cette merde se ! " Emilee said as she started to go feed the dogs. We all had a good laugh. I loved that we could speak french and Dad couldn't...

A/N: Lala;alalalalalalalalalalalala!Okay, here you go!