Hiya again! So here's my weekend update, and I'm no going to bed! Enjoy and Please REVIEW! Bet you didn't know I was going to say that huh? lol Well review and bye!

Disclaimer: Again I dont own Bill and Karen, b ut continue dreaming I came up with them! lol And I dont owm Chloe or the baby she'll have! And damn it I wished I owned iPod cause I'd be like super rich and be typing this on the nicest laptop and in the coolest house but I don't so again damn! well that's it, the rest came from my pretty little head! lol

"I'd rather stay here," she she said not removing her eyes from the television.

"Well, you can't," Julie said. She was extremely annoyed by now.

"Why not? What are you kicking me out? I'm only 15 you know," she spat at her mother, still focused on the TV, but being as crude as she could be.

Julie stared at her daughter for moment then walked over and unplugged it, "you're going to Vermont, you're going to stay with Uncle Bill and Aunt Karen and you're going to go to school," she continued, "but you're not going to fail at this school too!"

"I didn't fail Mom, I was expelled," she replied. "Now will you plug that back in please, I was watching something."

"No Malia! Look at me, I could care less about the TV! Get packed, because this is happening and things are going to start changing, or.." she didn't finish her sentence.

"Or what?" Malia asked, she was basically torturing her mother now, she knew she'd never come up with a proper answer.

"Or, I don't know what I'm going to do with you Malia. You're beginning to pull on me so hard, eventually I'm going to have to let go," Julie said, placing her hand on her forehead.

"What is that metaphor supposed to mean?" Malia stood up, this time she wasn't toying with her.

"I'm not quite sure yet," she answered.

This not so detailed answer caused Malia to switch back to protest, "why do I have to go?"

"I have already explained that!"

"But didn't they just move to Vermont, they shouldn't be distracted by me, when they're trying to get their lives in order," she said, trying to make it seem logical. When she did though, she began to wonder how her uncle and aunt were doing in a new side of the country, she had visited them in LA, but they had jobs then, now it was the beginning of fall in the east coast, and they were retired, what would these two former workaholics be doing now?

"Yes they did, but your uncle said it was fine," Julie told her.

"So, that doesn't mean it won't overwelm him, he'd say yes to anything you ask him, he helps everyone. Do you honestly believe he would say no to you Mom?"

Julie didn't answer and just rubbed her eyes.

"And it's no wonder those two got married, they're the same in that department. No, they wouldn't have protested to anything and you knew that, that's probably why you called Uncle Bill huh?"

Julie's anger was building up now, "just stop Malia! You're going, we're done dicussing it, get ready, you leave tomorrow." She left her daughter's room slamming the door as she did. Malia rolled her eyes, and fell backwards on her bed. She looked at the many pictures scattered on the walls of her room, some of her with past friends, and with her mom. But she drew her eyes to the many pictures of her and her uncle, out of all her relatives he was her closest. She was so excited when she heard he was going to get married, and she loved Karen right away. Now she looked at a picture that was taken when she visited them in LA, they all looked happy, maybe she'd get that happiness back. Although her mom tried talking to her, or getting her to talk, Malia couldn't, not because she didn't want to, but because she wasn't quite sure of what the problem was herself.

24

"What'd she say?" Karen asked Bill, she took off her glasses, she had been reading a book, about her sixth novel since they moved.

"Malia wasn't too thrilled," Bill said.

Karen placed the book and glasses on the table. She got up and walked up to Bill, her expression was that of someone who was trying to second guess themself, "maybe this isn't a good idea. If Malia doesn't want to come here, this isn't going to help, it'll probably just make it worse."

Bill smiled.

"Why are you smiling, how does your brain send a signal 'oh time to crack a smile' from what I just said," Karen asked, truely surprised by her husband's reaction.

He just laughed, "oh, I love you."

"And I couldn't possibly figure out why you're laughing," sighed Karen.

"Because, you make such a big deal out of the most abstract things, and I was smiling because, you're changing your mind on the whole Malia thing because you don't want to be another bad guy in her life, you don't want to be Julie," he explained to her.

"That's not true, she does need to deal with whatever this is that's happening, but maybe Julie should be the one to handle it, she is her mother after all," Karen retaliated.

"Julie has done all she can, now she needs a little help, and certainly a break," Bill said. "I know my sister's a very strong person, but everyone needs a break every once and awhile."

"When do I get my break from you?" Karen exclaimed sarcastically rolling her eyes and going back over to the table.

"That would be, 'til death do us part," he said laughing again, mainly mocking Karen this time.

"Great, where can I get that?" she asked, she picked up her things and walked out of the kitchen and of course Bill followed.

"What death? Oh honey I'm sure I'll be that cause of that," he joked, trying to look at her as she charged up the stairs.

"You just read my mind," she said opening the door to their office/library where she placed her book on a shelf. "Why are you still following me?" she asked with a smile as she sat down at the computer and woke it up from standby.

"Because I really have nothing else to do. What are you doing anyway?" he asked her, sitting in the chair oppisite.

Karen set her arm on the desk, and placed her chin in her hand, twiddling her fingers on her cheek as she shot a playful glare at him. Bill just grinned innocently. "If you have to know, I'm emailing Chloe, she seems to be very emotional right now. And I promised I'd tell her how everythings going, so I'm scared not to keep that promise."

"She's pregnant, that's how it goes," Bill stated.

"Well pregnant or not, she's the oddest person I have ever known, but of course that's excluding you," Karen said, as she typed in Chloe's email address and began writing a message.

"And people say you're not funny," Bill replied, knowing he'd get a reaction from that.

"Who says I'm not funny?" Karen stopped typing out of curiousity.

"Oh look at that, I forgot I needed to do something downstairs, with the phone and a number," Bill rambled.

"Hey, I'm serious, who said I'm not funny," Karen exclaimed.

"And I'm serious too, I have to go, but remember we have dinner reservations in a couple hours, I'll talk to you then," he said and walked out of the room.

Karen made the same face a four year old does when they are denied that second cookie, "Bill, that's not funny," she called but he didn't respond. "He's definatly not the funny one, I bet it was Chloe." She decided to just continue her emailing, throughing the funny comment in as a PS and sending it to Chloe.

24

"I would come with you, but I have a presentation at two this afternoon," Julie told Malia. They had just gotten to the airport.

"Okay Mom, I'm a big girl," she said rolling her eyes.

"You're 15," she exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's big enough to where I don't need my mommy to hold my hand as we walk across the street," Malia said in the rudest tone she could accomplish.

"Fine, but be careful," Julie said to her daughter, he face what extremely sincere.

Then a security guard walked up to them, "Ma'am, you can't go past this point."

"Oh okay, I'll just say goodbye then," she said to him, so he seemed satisfied with the answer and got back to work. Julie once more faced Malia, "this has to work Malia, please don't give them any trouble."

"I won't, why do you think that so much? Is your mind only set to me being the problem in your life? Cause I'm certainly not it," she spat at her mother.

Julie took this in an offensive way, "okay then, I guess this is bye, I love you."

Malia was still stonefaced, "sure, bye."

"Call me when you get there," Julie said when she started walking away. She just kept walking, Julie sighed and gave up then left the airport.

It took a while to get from Texas to Vermont, and Malia plugged in her iPod and listened all the way there.

24

"Oh my God Bill, will you just hurry up already?" Karen shouted at Bill from downstairs.

"I'm coming, just a sec!" he replied back down to her.

She threw her head back and let out a frustrated sigh.

"I'm here, don't look so cheerful though," he said to her walking down the stairs.

"What were you doing?" she asked.

"Just making sure everything was ready," Bill answered.

Karen shook her head, "whatever, but you do know we're kinda going to need Malia for this whole thing to work. Which probably means picking her up on time so some creep doesn't kidnap her or something," she teased him.

"Okay, I get your point honey," he said with a fake smile, and two cheesy thumbs up.

"Good," Karen smiled and grabbed her handbag.

"I'm driving," he said as they walked out of the house.

"Just as long as you don't get too distracted by how bad the car looks for Malia's ride," she said, as she continued walking away from the house.

They got to their SUV when Bill asked, "are you done?"

"I think so," she answered and they both got in the car.

"Good, otherwise the whole distracted thing might be centered on an entirely different person," he informed her.

"Aw, I'm so glad you care, now drive or we're going to be late," she ordered him. He turned the car on and pulled out of the driveway, then continued to the airport.

Much Love to all who read!