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Chapter 23

"There here!" Bristol said excited opening her front door. There was a little brown box on her front porch, and it was Brooke's glasses. She opened them up and tried them on Brooke. Brooke hated them. She kicked and screamed when Bristol tried putting them on.

"Hey," Zoe said to her friend.

"Hey, Paige sleeping?"

"Mhm. And her dad's a no show."

"He isn't coming to see her?"

"Nope," Zoe said popping her 'p.'

"Oh." Finally Brooke calmed down and let the glassees on her. "There we go baby. You look so pretty in your glasses," Bristol said in a little kid voice.

~Later That Day~

Everyone was out to eat at Applebee's. The family hardly ever ate out, so there was some news coming, and they knew it.

"What do you think it is?" Marchella whispered.

"I don't know, but it better be good."

"Okay guys, we have some news," Tori began.

"We were thinking, ab=nd we decided that we're going to move," Beck said.

"To Florida." Tori finished. Everyone was excited about the move.

~Three Years Later~

Bryce was now 6, and Brooke was 3. Beck and Tori bought a three story house in Daytona Beach. Everyone had their own bedroom, and Bristol and the babies lived there too. Nick was fine with the move because he confessed that being a teen dad was too much for him. He usually comes down once a year to see Bryce and Brooke. Bristol's dating a guy named Kyle who gets along great with the kids, and Bristol went back to beach blonde hair, she liked that look better. She finished college out in Florida and is now a therapist. She has group discussions about teen parenting. And pregnant teens are who she helps with therapy, tells them all their options about babies, and money issues.

Marchella had a boyfriend named Wyatt and she was doing better. Marchella had changed a lot though. She learned how to control her cutting. After moving was when she tried cutting the first time. Beck tried so many times to make her stop, but nothing worked. She hardly does it accept on rare occasions, when she feels the need too. She's also a cheerleader for her school and she loves it.

Alexia has a good relationship with Ryder, after he took Tori to court, now he has joint custody. She seems him mostly in the summer when she goes to visit him for almost a month. Her days consist of playing dolls, reading, and swimming in their new pool. She still takes dancing lessons, and recently is taking horseback riding lessons.

Jayda is the wild Oliver. She breaks everything and lies lies lies. She's 5 and extremely close with Alexia and her parents.

Beck and Tori unexpectadly had another baby who's one. They named him Cody Dylan Oliver. He's a spitting image of Beck. The two always make time for eachother having date nights or anything. Tori had her tubes tied, so no more babies! She was happy with her life they way it is now. No more cars accidents that lead her into a coma, and her kids going to live with someone else while she's in the hospital, and no drama. Beck starred in way more movies now a days. He was always all over the map, going from city to city for movies. Wehter he was a back up, main lead, or an extra, he loved what he did.

Bryce and Brooke got along great. Brooke wears her glasses full time now. It turns out from being born pre-mature, she wasn't fully developed and her eyes gave up being the way they were. So now they were cross-eyed, but her new black, thin glasses stopped her eyes from turning in when she wore them. Bryce doesn't remember Nick that well, but he still loves him.

Everyone enjoyed their lives together.