Hi guys, I adopted this story from my friend Star, whose username is now TheFlannelFeather. Here it goes:
Bree Davenport sat in her social studies class, drumming her fingers on the desk, trying to make time pass faster. There were only five minutes left and this was her last class of the day. She couldn't wait for school go be over, especially since there were only three weeks left until summer vacation!
"For your end of the year project, you will do some research on your family history. Your mom and dad, your siblings, ancestors, all that kind of stuff, and you will do a presentation, write an essay and present it to the entire class." the teacher—Mrs. Hills—announced.
Bree raised her hand, yet didn't wait on Mrs. Hills to call on her before she spoke. "What if you don't know your mother?" She asked.
"Miss Davenport, I appreciate it if you wait your turn," Mrs. Hills answered, "If you don't know your mom or dad, then this is the perfect time to research them. You could either do that or include your stepmom, though I would prefer the former." She had then turned to the rest of the class. "You will have a week and a half to complete your project. Use your time wisely—I recommend you get started tonight—and I will see you all soon."
The bell then rang and everyone gathered up their things and left. Bree had gone to her locker to the gather the rest of her things, only to find her brother's waiting for her.
"Hey, Bree" Chase greeted as he waved at his sister, "Ready for training?"
"Oh, actually" the bionic girl said as she took out her iPhone and glanced at it, "Davenport called me earlier and told me he had to cancel. Something went wrong at the NASA meeting and he's going to be a few hours late, so we get the night off, which I can use to work on my project!"
"What kinda project?" Adam asked, "Is it about llamas? I love llamas!"
"Is that why you stole one from Deerfield?" Leo asked, reminding his older brother about the incident.
"In my defense, they should not have a llama running around campus like that! The poor thing didn't even have a collar one and it was in a big box with walls! What did you expect me to do? Leave it there?!"
"That big box with walls was a pen" Chase corrected.
"Anyway" Bree interrupted, turning all the attention back on her, "It's a project about our family tree. I have to show our ancestors, aunts, uncles and…" Bree hesitated before continuing, "Our mom and dad."
Suddenly, everything got really quiet and nobody said anything for a while. A few minutes later, Chase spoke up, jumping right back into the previous conversation.
"Bree, you know we're not supposed to talk about her. Even if we do ask about her, Mr Davenport won't be back till late and it's not like Douglas is going to give us the answers."
"I know, but…" Bree stopped for a minute as she shut her locker and the four of them started heading out, "Haven't you guys ever wanted to know who she was? Don't tell me that you've never been curious about her—especially you, Chase, because I know you were trying to research her when you were younger. Davenport might not have known, but I did"
"I…I don't want to talk about this, Bree" the youngest bionic whispered. "We shouldn't be talking about this, anyway. It's dangerous"
"But haven't ever—"
"No, I haven't Bree! I've had dreams, but that's about it, okay?! We're never going to find anything, so we might as well just give up before we even try!"
"Chase—"
"No, Bree, just leave it alone!" The youngest bionic had then turned in his heels and started walking in a different direction.
"Dude, where are you going?!" Leo yelled, nervous and worried.
"Nowhere!" Chase yelled back, "Leave it alone!"
"But you have to be going somewhere!" Adam protested, "It's not possible to be walking to nowhere!"
Bree sighed and shook her head. 'It's only been half an hour since I received that stupid project and it's already tearing my family apart.' "Guys" she interrupted, "Leave him alone. If he's not back till dinner, we'll tell Tasha and Douglas what happened, okay? There's no use in going after him now; He can't hear us and he'll just ignore any calls."
"Fine" Adam agreed, "But I don't like this, Bree. He's our brother, we should go and look for him before it gets too dark"
"I guess I agree with you" Leo said as he sighed. He glanced around and noticed hey we're only three blocks from home, "But I'm too sad to walk." Leo stared at Bree, waiting for her to get the hint.
"No." The middle bionic stated, "Im not your personal taxi."
"Please, Bree? The faster we get home, the less questions my mom will ask and then you can work on your project and we can go shopping afterwards"
Bree's eyes lit up as soon as shopping was mentioned.
"Grab on, losers!" She cheered gleefully. She grabbed her brother's wrists and without a few seconds, they arrived back at home.
"Hey, guys" Tasha greeted as she walked into the kitchen and started mixing the pot on the stove, "How was school?"
"School was good," Bree answered as she texted her friend Miranda, from her spot on the couch. She had then glanced up and checked the time. "Is dinner almost ready, Tasha?"
"Almost, honey" she answered. She had then noticed Adam and Leo, deeply concentrated on their video game. She frowned as she noticed somebody was missing. "Where's Chase?"
This captured Adam and Leo's attention. "Chase," Leo started, "Well, you see, he's actually, um—"
"He's at the library" Bree explained. She then checked the time and saw it was almost eight o' clock.
"But the library closes at six." Tasha protested, "And it's starting to get dark out. Chase knows he's supposed to be back home by five thirty"
All three teens glanced at each other and Adam decided to tell Tasha the truth. She was right; It was starting to get dark out and if Chase wasn't back by tomorrow—which was a major possibility—he knew they'd be suspicious, and definitely worried.
"We don't know where he is" Adam announced, "Him and Bree had a conversation as we were walking home and he got so upset, he walked away from us. We don't know where he is, Tasha, we're really sorry."
"Well, I'm glad one of you decided to be responsible" she said as she glared at the two other teens, "But now is not the time to be angry. I'll call Donald and get him back here. After that, Douglas, Donald and I will be going out to look for Chase—and Bree, because of your speed, you will definitely be coming with us." She had then turned to look at Adam and Leo, "You two will stay back here in case Chase comes back, okay? Until we all return, I don't want anyone to be doing anything else—no going out, no texting, no video games, nothing. Understood?"
"But then what will we do while we stay back here?!" Adam cried.
"Homework" Tasha replied, "You are only allowed to use phones when your contacting either Douglas, Donald, Bree or I. Other than that, there's no use for them. Adam's in charge while I'm gone, okay?"
"Why is Adam in charge?!" Leo shouted.
"Because he told me the truth," Tasha insisted, "When you do that, Leo, then maybe I can trust you." She had then spun on her heels and left the room, presumably to go find Douglas.
"Alright, would anyone like to tell me why Chase is missing?!" Douglas said loudly but not angrily as he came into the room, "What happened?!"
"I thought Tasha told you?" The middle bionic spoke.
"She did" Douglas answered, "But I want to hear it from you three. What happened?!"
Bree sat up and put her phone down. "Before school ended, my social studies teacher, Mrs. Hills, gave the class a project; basically, we have to research our family history. Aunts, uncles, ancestors and our mom and dad—"
"Oh," Douglas whispered quietly as his face fell, "Well, please, continue"
"I-I asked Chase if he ever wondered who she was. He admitted he had dreams, but that's about it, and after I pushed him too hard, he got really mad and left us standing on the sidewalk. We didn't try to look for him because we knew he couldn't hear us and if we tried to call him, it'd just go straight to voicemail." Bree had then felt tears forming in her eyes and nearly broke down crying. "I-I'm really sorry, Douglas. Please, don't be mad at me, Adam or Leo! I'm sorry, I-I am. I just don't want Chase to get h-hurt because we left him out t-there!"
"Bree, relax, I'm not mad at you, guys" Douglas assured as he comforted his daughter. Adam and Leo watched the scene unfold in front of them, unsure of what to do. "A little disappointed, yes, but I could never be angry. Me and Donnie had fights like these all the time when we were younger."
"But what if he doesn't come back? What if they can't find him?" Leo questioned.
"Guys, I can promise you Chase will be found, one way or another" Douglas assured them as he stood up from the couch and released Bree from his grip, "Now, I'm going to go out and start looking for him, okay? I'll be back in half an hour" Douglas had then spun on his heels, grabbed a jacket and a flashlight, and headed out the door.
Outside, it was dark, almost pitch black. The only light source was the street lamps and the flashlight Douglas carried. Nobody was expected to be out tonight, since it was extremely dark, so it was a surprise when Douglas saw a woman with golden brown hair and a jean jacket draped over her shoulders, carrying what appeared to be groceries.
"Hello!" Douglas called as he shown the light in her direction and began to approach her, "Have you seen my son?" He took out his phone and clicked on a picture of Chase. "Here he is," He continued, "Right here, the short one with brown hair."
"I'm sorry," The woman spoke, "I-I don't, I-I haven't seen…" the woman had then suddenly, surprising Douglas, dropped her groceries, wrapped the jean jacket tight around her shoulders and took off running.
"What the—" Douglas had then thought of something and he became even more confused than he already was, "Christiana?!"