A Shattered Home Chapter 3: Lessons Learned, a summerland fanfic

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed chapter 2! Thanks to those of you who reviewed! Not as many as I would have liked but I am happy to see some new readers! So unfortunately, winter break has come to an end and I find myself in the chaos of school. How exciting! Lol! So I'll try to update as much as possible, but school does kind of come first. So enough babbling and here is chapter 3! Not as great as I would have liked, but it's something! Enjoy!

Circe Song- Thanks for your review! Glad that you like the story! I know, I seriously wish I had a project like that with an oh so fine teenage boy like that! Life would just be perfect wouldn't it? Well I hope you keep reading! (Love your sn by the way it's so…original!)

JustTheGirl07- Glad your loving the story! I actually had a do a mini project in my sociology like the one in my story. Nothing as deep as the one in my story is going though. And I totally didn't have the hottie partner I wanted! I was so bummed! Haha! Well hope you enjoy chapter 3!

I DO NOT OWN LESSONS LEARNED BY CARRIE UNDERWOOD

Chapter 3: Lessons Learned

Kaylie went home after her first day of school, unlike every other senior who raced down to the beach for some surfing, tanning, and well, flirting of course. She had other things to do. Not that she didn't dream about being on the beach with all of the "normal" kids, she just had to be a mom to two four year old kids. Kaylie parked her car in the garage and decided that she would walk the few blocks to go pick up her siblings from daycare. She began walking and became lost in thought of how much she actually liked it here. The beach was her favorite place; it was something about the waves that made her feel…calm. She longed to be like the waves. Free and restless; no boundaries or direction, or bruises covered with concealer. She needed to be near the waves as if it was air. She saw Rebecca and Andy through the stained class window of the daycare center. She walked inside and waved for the kids to come over.

"Kaylie," the two yelled one right after the other. The daycare owner followed behind.

She smiled. She loved those kids more than anything.

"I hope they weren't any trouble," Kaylie said to the blonde female.

"They were fine. The best behaved of all the kids. I wish all of them were like these two." She replied as she gave both a pat on the back.

"I'll see you tomorrow Jenny, 7:30 sharp."

"All right bye kids"

"Bye," the youngsters replied in unison as the three walked out the door.

"So how did you guys like daycare?"

"It was so much fun," Rebecca responded with that usual cheerfulness in her voice. "We got to go to the beach and I built a sand castle."

"I built a bigger one," Andy tuned in.

"No, I did"

"Alright you guys," Kaylie said as she gave out a small laugh. "So I take it you both really like this daycare?"

They both nodded their head. "We love it here," Andy added.

"Me too." Kaylie said as they reached there house. "So you guys, I tried to get another babysitter to watch you tonight because I have to do a school project, but she said it was too late of a notice so my only choice is to take you two with me." She said to the two as she closed the door behind her. "Like this guy probably doesn't think I'm enough of a freak, let's add two little kids." She said rambling on; unaware that the two small children were still there.

"What?" Rebecca questioned

She looked down at the little girl and rubbed her hands to her face. "Nothing. Why don't you guys go upstairs and watch TV until we are ready to go huh?"

"Okay," Andy replied with Rebecca following closely behind.

She still had an hour in a half to spare until she had to meet Bradin a Tikki Squeeze. She walked into the one place in that house that she felt incapable from being touched; by anyone. It wasn't her room, and it was anything that could offer her any physical protection, but for Kaylie it was the one place she could go with out anyone judging her. The small corner area of her living room stood her most sacred tool for survival; her piano. She sat on the down on the seat and gently put her fingers across every key. This was had been the only constant in her whole life. Everything she had once loved and known was gone. But she never remembered living with out knowing the black and white object. She reached under the long black leather seat and opened the small compartment holding notebooks full of her heart, her words, her feelings and her lyrics. She opened to the last page that she worked on the previous night. Lessons Learned, read the top heading on the first page. She set the book on the piano stand in front of her and positioned her fingers over the correct notes on the piano. She began to play, and from then on she was lost into her own world.

There's some things that I regret,
Some words I wish had gone unsaid,
Some starts,
That had some bitter endings,
Been some bad times I've been through,
Damage I cannot undo,
Some things,
I wish I could do all all over again,
But it don't really matter,
Life gets that much harder,
It makes you that much stronger,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.

There's mistakes that I have made,
Some chances I just threw away,
Some roads,
I never should've taken,
Been some signs I didn't see,
Hearts that I hurt needlessly,
Some wounds,
That I wish I could have one more chance to mend,
But it don't make no difference,
The past can't be rewritten,
You get the life you're given,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

And all the things that break you,
Are all the things that make you strong,
You can't change the past,
Cause it's gone,
And you just gotta move on,
Because it's all,
Lessons learned.

She sat silently after the song and did what she did after every song she sang. Think about how it was worth…nothing.

"Kay, Andy stole my crayon!" Rebecca yelled as Kaylie fell out of her trance.

"What time is it?"

"I don't know how to tell time," she said as honest as possible.

Kaylie reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. She pressed the side button which flashed out 5:30. 'Damn I'm going to be late.'

"Okay Becca go upstairs and get Andy and your things because were going to be late." She said as she scrambled through the house trying to find her back-pack.

"Where are we going?"

"I told you earlier I have to go do a school project. Hurry go get your stuff and Andy."

The little girl trudged upstairs mumbling under her breath. Kaylie picked up her keys from the side table by the door as she put on her shoes. The two kids reached the door with their backpacks at hand. She opened the door and scurried the two out the door before she stepped out herself to lock the door behind her.

'Great job Kay! Awesome second impression you're making on this guy by showing up late!'

Well there is Chapter 3! Like I said not tremendous but I thought it was a good spot to leave off before the next chapter! I would love to get some more reviews, because I think people are reading (by the number of hits I got) but only the few of you are reviewing! Please let me know what you think; it is greatly appreciated! Believe me! Lol! Thanks again to Circe Song and JustTheGirl07!