Jennette Quinn

Chapter 1

I ran down stairs right when I heard my father call my name. With the joker being my father, you have to be present when he wants you to be. My little brother Jay was already at the table eating giggling for some stupid reason. My mother was cleaning up the kitchen.

My Father rose from his seat. "Morning Jen," he said while picking up a piece of paper. " what is this?" He handed the paper to me which was speeding ticket. Dang! I forget I had to send in the 200 dollar find.

" A speeding ticket." I answered quietly. My brother stuck out his tongue. So immature.

" Jennette, give me your keys." My father said calmly.

" No." I answered.

"Jen." My father said in a warning tone.

" No daddy," I began, " I was only 1 over the speed limit and I need to drive to school so I don't brake my heels."

" She has a point." My mother added.

" It's not a good point," my father stated. " Jen, give me your keys, or it's going to be your credit card."

I quickly reached in my pocket and toke out my keys. Jay started laughing. I walked over and hit him with my Chanel.