The Brady bunch- Chapter one- Invite

Greg's POV

I just got home from school with my incredibly annoying younger (only by one year) sister Marcia

Me: Marcia don't worry about the test it's one of the easiest test you'll ever take at west dale high

She sighs and walks into the house Alice looks though the window

Alice: okay Greg, Marcia both of you have a mail form the same person

Me: yes this is what I've been waiting for all September

Marcia: what's the big deal? It's just a party

Me: just a party the little sis is the biggest party of the YEAR the Williams are the richest people in the neighborhood. They only pick one freshman a year to go and you must be it so count your blessings

She smiles at me and we both walk upstairs to our rooms Marcia walks into her room all excited she's so naïve

Marcia's POV

I run into my room

Me: Jan, guess what I am the only freshman invited to the biggest high school of the party well according to Greg

Jan's eyes go wide

Jan: wow a high school party and the biggest one, Marcia this is huge

Me: what am I going to wear? I know the black one I just bought before school

Jan: that's perfect

Just then mom walks in

Mom: what's perfect?

Me: mom I'm the only freshman that got invited to the biggest party of the year and I was thinking of wearing the black dress I bought last week

Mom: yeah that would be cute

Me: cute, mom!

Mom: oh I'm sorry it will be very groovy

Jan and I both nod

Mom: when is it?

Me: next week on a Friday

Mom: is Greg invited?

Me: yeah

Mom: make sure he drives you there and back

Me: aye aye ma'am

We all laugh and Mom leaves the room

Cindy walks in

Cindy: what are we talking about?

Jan: Marcia got invited to a high school party

Cindy: wow a high school party, is Greg going?

Me: yeah and mom says he has to drive me hopefully he doesn't have a date

Greg's POV

I am downstairs trying to find a date for Friday night

Me: yeah Carla well just my sister but she's cool nothing like my little brother Bobby

Carla: you got yourself a deal Greg see you Friday

We both hang up I walk into my dad's den

Me: uh…Dad can we talk

Dad: sure son, what is it?

Me: can I barrow the car Friday?

Dad: sure, big date?

Me:yeah and I want to have a cool car but I also have to drive Marcia

Dad: I see

Me: thanks dad

I walk out quietly