George Tucker is my brother. That's right, Golden Boy of Bluebell George Tucker and I share a blood line. And who am I you ask? My name is Brooklyn Anne Tucker, half-sister of the town's golden boy and more importantly George's new housemate. Well sort of.
You see I was born during a rough time for the Tucker family; my father and his wife were going through a mini separation that lasted only a few months. Unfortunately, that was all the time Mr. Tucker needed to father another child. Needless to say my young mother, who was several years Mr. Tuckers junior, left Bluebell until her pregnancy was over only to leave me on the footsteps of the Tucker's house. That's were ten year old George Tucker found me, his new little sister.
Over the past fifteen years our family has had many hardships but throughout it all my brother George has always been there for me. Even when others were not. As I grew up I knew I was the embarrassment of the perfect Tucker clan. With two older brothers who did everything right I was always the trouble maker. Mrs. Tucker was never quite fond of me, although I understand why. I made her life living hell. By the age of ten I was sent to live with our aunt Kelly in Phoenix Arizona, because she was 'young enough' to handle me. That was until I was caught drinking at a friend's party last month. I mean really it was no big deal, but when my parents found out there was hell to pay. And that's what has landing me here in Bluebell once more, with George my newly instated legal guardian. Oh let the games begin big brother, because Bluebell has always been my playground and you have the misfortune of being in charge.
Authors note- What do you think? Good story line? The rest of the story will be told in third person but I wanted everyone to get a feel for the character!