Chapter one

Molly's POV

" Molly Katherine Evans! If you don't get down here in five minutes, you're walking!" Mom yelled up the stairs. I stuck my tongue out and rolled my eyes. I knew mom couldn't see it, but I think I got the point across. I was brushing my hair.

One of the things a lot of people say about me is I have beautiful hair. It's long and blonde. It's just like my dad's. Liam and Jeremy have my mom's, red. Jeremy hated it. I tied my sneakers and pulled a hair tie on my wrist. I looked in the mirror and stuck my tongue out again. Skinny arms and chicken legs, I'd always been small for my age, but I was also super stick.

Do you know how much that sucks for a sports player? Once a classmate in Gym refused to play against me in soccer because they were afraid they might snap me.

" Molly!" Liam shouted. " Get down here now!" I rolled my eyes again and walked out of my room. I was lucky. Liam and Jeremy had to share a room. Lucky, lucky me, I'm the only girl so I have my own.

I love my room. The walls are light purple with dark purple swirls reaching across the wall; my Grandma Katherine did that for me. I had a canopy bed with dark purple curtain thingies wrapped around the top. Then on my bed I had five million pillows in different shades of purple and then a few white ones. I had a dark and light purple tie-dyed comforter. Put on the top was a blanket my Aunt Sharpay knitted; she was really good at knitting. On one side it was dark purple with a white M and on the other it was white with a dark purple M. it was awesome.

Anyway, I went downstairs and my mom threw a muffin at me, grabbed a bottle of Nesquik, we had a nice supply, and hurried me out the door. We got in the van and Mom started the car.

" Liam, don't forget to have your teacher sign that thing she gave you. Jeremy, do you have the money that we owe for random things?"

" Yes." Jeremy said, looking out the window, Jeremy was smart, but hated school. He was a drama guy and he dressed like my dad did in school, People don't tend to think you're the straightest line on the page when you wear dress shirts and slacks to school everyday. Then people are always comparing him to Liam, AKA Super Jock. Again, the joys of being the only girl, I have no sister to be compared to… though I am sometimes compared to my brothers.

" Molly, Don't forget to get your extra inhalers from the nurse and your teachers."

" I know mom." Oh right, I also have really bad asthma. So bad lots of my teachers and the nurse all have extras, just in case I have a bad asthma attack and can't get to the nurse. Never mind that I have to always carry one with me, but ever since a really, really bad asthma attack in the second grade (yes, an ambulance was called) everyone's been afraid of another.

" Anything else?" Liam asked, running a hand through his red hair. I rolled my eyes as I chugged my milk.

" Yeah, no getting hurt, we ran out of band aids this morning." I laughed, almost spitting out my milk. That was her excuse for us not getting hurt. " Oh, and come straight home from school, we have that party at Aunt Sharpie's." Liam glared at mom. When he was little he couldn't say Sharpay, so he just called her Sharpie, and we'll never let him forget it.

" Okay. Mom, did you remember to make the Jell-O?" Jeremy asked.

" Yes Jeremy, I am capable of that." Mom said, looking at us through the rear view mirror.

" Sure." Jeremy said. Mom laughed.

" Well, here we are." She said, pulling up in front of the middle school.

" Have a fun last day of school." She said as we all stumbled out.

" Yeah, yeah." Liam said as we hurried off.

Jeremy's POV

Since it was the last day of school we honestly had nothing to do. We went to each class for like, ten minutes to say good bye then had field day. Of course, Molly forgot to get her inhalers, so I went and did it for her. Liam and Molly decided to play soccer and Molly handed me the inhaler she's supposed to keep in her pocket.

Forest Taylor had decided to do a commentary on the soccer game, just because he could.

" And on team one we have Lisa, Jeff, Tony, Andy and Sandra, and lucky team two has Kara, Frank, Lilly, Molly and Liam!" It was an unwritten law, in recess sports and gym that for some strange unknown reason the Evans triplets must be on the same team. Though it's usually just Molly and Liam.

I hate sports. I'm like dad, I prefer acting. When Liam found out I didn't like sport he had ten forms of a heart attack. He wanted us to be the Evans Three, most feared and revered on the courts. Then he realized, if I join drama club then he not only has the sports teams, the girls included thanks to Molly, he has the drama club, indirectly, but Molly and I do everything he says anyway. Some twisted he's older thing.

Yeah, Liam's a control freak.

" Liam passes it to Lilly, Lilly passes to Frank, Frank passes to Molly, back to Liam, Liam shoots, he scores!"

" God I can't wait until next year." Jillian Goodnight said to Belinda Martian.

" Why?" Belinda asked. I had to listen in.

" Because, we'll all be in high school, that'll take the Evans' down a peg or two."

" What do you mean?"

" Come on Bell, between the three of them, Liam has the boys teams, and everyone in general fears him, Jeremy has the drama club, and Molly has the girls teams and the sympathy givers. Next year, they'll be freshmen and just as low as us on the chain." Belinda laughed.

" That's doubtful. They have tons of connections. If they wanted to, they could use their little family, friend things to take over the school system."

Don't let Liam here that, he'd try. It's true; we did have a lot of connections. In the high school we had Gabi and Troy's daughter Alaura and Taylor and Chad's daughter, Alyssa. With us in middle school we had Josh Bolten and Kane Cross, then a year younger than us was our actual blood related cousin, Chenelle Aunt Sharpay and Uncle Zeke's oldest daughter, and Janey Danforth. In the elementary school we had Chenelle's little sister Desiree, and we had Patrick Bolten. Even in the kindergarten, we had CJ Danforth and Danica Cross. (A/N I'll have a list at the bottom so it's easier for everyone… me included.)

I ignored the rest of their conversation and watched the game. Molly had started to slow, but that was normal. It was almost like Liam sucked her energy, because he was fast as ever. I finally got bored and pulled a notebook out.

I was trying to write a play, like Kelsi did when she was in school. She told me, and she's even been helping me with mine. Not only was I writing a play, I was writing a musical. I was really into working and stopped noticing anything around me, well, Until I heard the commotion.

" Jeremy!" Liam shouted. I looked up. Molly was sitting on the field wheezing and looked like she was trying to find her inhaler.

" Oh crap." I jumped up and ran over, pulling out one of the many I had shoved in my pockets. I handed it to her. She took a few puffs and stopped wheezing.

" Are you okay?" Liam asked her. She nodded.

" Good, Come on Molly." I said, helping her up.

" Dude, no, I'm in the middle of a game." She said.

" Molls, you have to sit the rest of the game out." Liam said, even he knew it was best for her to rest. She pouted, but came and sat with me.

" Good, now we won't be forced to hurt you." I joked. She sat with me on the bench and pulled out her Ipod. She was probably listening to rock or something. I went back to writing my musical. I had already talked with the lady in charge of High school productions and she said if it was good enough she'd use it. So I really wanted to get it written.

Dad said acting and writing were in my genes. The acting from him and Aunt Sharpay, the play writing from Grandpa Matthew. I'd seen his movies, they were pretty good, but the special effects were off. (A/N remember this is the future, I'm sure the stuff would be even cooler)

Then the final bell rang and I closed my notebook, Molly turned off her Ipod, and Liam came running over to us, along with Josh, Kane came a few minutes later, dad was taking them home too. We waited in front of the school until we saw dad drive up in the van.

" You all ready?" he asked.

" Yeah." Liam said and we all climbed in the back.

" Then let's go." Dad said.

Liam's POV

I'm not as bossy as people say I am. I like things to go my way, and yeah, Molly and Jeremy do what I say, but that's because I'm the oldest, granted I'm only older than Jeremy by two minutes, and older than Molly by eight, the difference is there. I'm much or mature. Both pout when they don't get their way, and Molly's very self centered, Jeremy's all 'Poor me, pity me.'

It's my job to take care of them. Uncle Dylan told me so. He said Uncle David did it for Aunt Cindy (Even though she's older) and him, then he did it for Mom. So I have to take care of Jeremy and Molly, like making sure Jeremy's paying attention to Molly when he has all of her inhalers. Which is bad considering that she has like, fifteen million of them.

We got home and ran inside, Josh and Kane included,

" Mom, the Jell-O?" Jeremy said as we went into the kitchen.

" It's in the fridge." Mom said, sitting at the table, playing a card game with herself. " Oh, Molly." Mom pointed to the living room.

" Do I have to?" Molly whined.

" Yes." Molly pouted and went into the living room, putting on the mask and switching on the breathing machine. It was some twisted asthma thing. Jeremy, Josh, Kane and I used to make fun of her for it, but she got so upset she stopped using it, though mom and dad didn't know. That was when she had the really bad asthma attack in the second grade. That's why almost all of her teachers have extra inhalers, also because dad is one of the biggest worrywarts on the face of the planet.

" So how was school?" dad asked.

" Nothing big. Played soccer, Jeremy watched us play soccer, Molly had a breathing thingy, played more soccer." I said quickly, hoping they didn't hear the Molly part.

" What!" Dad cried. I could almost hear Molly flinching in the other room.

" Ryan calm down, she's fine, obviously. No big Deal." Mom said waving a dismissive hand at my dad. Dad glared at her, she stared him down.

That's why we all like mom more.

" Okay, you all ready to go?" mom asked, getting up. Molly walked in the room, her breathing treatment over. We nodded and all gathered into the van.

It takes five minutes to get to Aunt Sharpay's from our house. Less than that when mom's driving.

We got out of the car and went inside, not bothering to lock. Troy and Gabi with Alaura and Patrick were there, so were Chad, Taylor, Lydia, Alyssa, Janey and CJ. Kelsi, Jason, and Danica weren't there. Chenelle and Desiree came running out and Chenelle was trying to kill Desiree for one thing or another.

" Chenelle!" Aunt Sharpay shouted. " Desiree, whatever it is, give it back, say your sorry, hug and get over it."

" Sharpay needs to stop hanging out with Emily." Troy said. Mom laughed, taking the Jell-O that Jeremy was so obsessed with into the kitchen.

" I love to share my ways." She joked.

" Well they seem to work. I've yet to see Liam, Jeremy and Molly get into a huge fight." Uncle Zeke said.

Yeah, they rarely call us the triplets. Some strange identity deal. Anyway, it was true. Jeremy, Molly and I don't really get into big fights, again, because they do what I say without question.

" Hey, Molls, will you get me a soda?" I asked. Molly got up.

" Sure." She said, going to get it. See what I mean?

" Maybe Chenelle should just take lessons from Liam." Chad said, I laughed.

It's a well-known fact that they follow me like ducks. I was the first to crawl, talk, walk, and make friends. I'm also the most out going and loudest. Jeremy likes crowds, but not really good at standing up for himself. And, With Molly, the thought of public speaking or dealing with new people alone make her sick, literally.

" Trust me, we don't need that." Zeke said. I rolled my eyes, I knew he wasn't trying to be mean.

" Okay, who wants to play basketball?" Troy asked, standing up. Chad, Jason and Uncle Zeke were in, no big surprise. Josh, Kane, Lydia, Janey, Molly, mom, Patrick and I were also in. Alyssa, Alaura, Danica, Chenelle and Desiree volunteered to be cheerleaders. Aunt Sharpay, Taylor, Kelsi, Jeremy Gabi, dad, and CJ, who had a broken wrist, were sitting out. Until the Pizza got here, then we were all off to the land of greasy cheese and partially burnt pepperonis.

The teams were Troy, Jason, Josh, Lydia, Molly and I vs. Chad, Uncle Zeke, Kane, Janey, Mom and Patrick. So the only one of us not going against a parent was Josh.

I looked over the team. Not bad, Molly's okay as long as dad doesn't pull her, Troy and Jason rock, Josh… well, he's definitely Troy's son, Lydia… she's okay, but she could be better.

Then I looked over the other team. Chad and Uncle Zeke, both really good, Kane… decent, Janey… pretty good, Mom umm… she's born to play Soccer, and Patrick, he's short.

We were so going to win.

Chad won the coin toss so they got the ball first, no big deal. Alyssa was screaming her head off on the sidelines; she was not made to be a cheerleader. Uncle Zeke threw the ball to Chad and the game had started

A/N for the sake of all your sanity and mine, I'm not going to write the basketball scene, sry.

Finally the Pizza guy came; looking a little scared at the sweaty people in the driveway, the pack of screaming girls on the side of the driveway and the group of women, along with my dad and CJ, in the yard.

Aunt Sharpay paid for all the pizza and we all ran in to get pizza.

" Molly are you okay." Dad asked Molly, She was breathing heavy.

" Yeah, I'm fine, running tends to make people do this." She said, walking for pizza. Dad raised an eyebrow.

" Relax Ryan, it's not like she climbed Everest." Mom said, walking by.

" Emily, we have to be careful, you never know." Mom rolled her eyes.

" Fine, we'll put her in a small plastic box so she can't move."

" Emily, don't be ridiculous, she'd need room for the breathing machine." Dad joked. Mom laughed and gently pushed him and they went to the pizza line. After we all got Pizza we went into the living room.

" Kids, we've got some good news." Gabi said, standing up. " Liam, Molly, Jeremy, Kane, Josh, Chenelle, Alyssa, Janey, you're all going to camp!"

" What!" Kane cried, jumping up. " I don't want to go to camp."

" Sure you do, you'll get to meet new people." Gabi said, Wrong thing to say. Molly's eyes grew to the size of half-dollars and she made a weird choked noise.

" Molly, relax, Jeremy and Liam will be there, and so will Kane, Josh, Chenelle, Alyssa and Janey."

" I don't want to go to camp!" Chenelle whined.

" Chenelle, it would be a good experience for you." Uncle Zeke said.

" I don't want to hear anymore fuss!" Mom declared, standing. " You're all going, it's been paid for. If you would have come to us before it was paid, maybe we could have done something."

" We didn't know we were going!" Jeremy cried.

" Hmm… gee, I wonder why." Mom said. " Oh right, we knew you'd whine and we didn't want to deal with bribery."

" Kids, it'll be a good thing, you can meet new people, but not too many." Troy added for Molly, who was about to have a panic attack.

" You're going, that's final."

" When?" I asked.

" Two weeks." Mom answered. I nodded.

" Okay then." Everyone, slowly but surely, calmed down, and Molly got her color back.

" Everyone better now?" we all nodded. " Good."

A/N they're the first chapter. Now for the chart!

Emily and Ryan's kids

Liam – 13

Jeremy – 13

Molly – 13

Troy and Gabi's kids

Alaura – 17

Josh – 13

Patrick – 9

Sharpay and Zeke's kids

Chenelle – 12

Desiree – 6

Kelsi and Jason's kids

Kane – 13

Danica – 5

Chad and Taylor's kids

Lydia – 22

Alyssa – 15

Janey – 12

CJ (Chad Jr.) – 5

Yay chart! Oh, and I'm pretty sure I got all the math right on Lydia, Alaura and Alyssa's ages.