-Prologue-
Hey. This is my first story EVER on here so I hope it's alright. I don't own BTR :)
Kendall Knight was an 18 year old senior at Shakopee High. He lived in a big apartment with his two best friends, James and Carlos. They had all decided to live together after their home lives had drastically gone downhill. Whilst Carlos and James' parents had divorced just a year ago, Kendall hadn't been home in a long time. His dad was a hopeless drunk, never spending enough time to notice his son, whilst his mother tried, but once she had fed him dinner, she was off to god knows where. When Kendall was just 10 years old he made his decision, and with his duffel bag in hand, left his old home and set off for a new one. He stayed with various shop owners and finally found a good home in the name of Mr Jenkins, a generous old man who saw the boy and wanted to improve his life. Kendall stayed with him for most of his high school years. He met James and Carlos when he was 13 and ever since they had been best friends. They all moved in together when they were seventeen and considering James was made of money, Carlos had already been given part of his inheritance and Kendall had worked in the shop for 3 years, they all had enough money to buy a pretty decent, four bedroom, spacious apartment with a big kitchen and living room. They looked out at the beautiful, green city and at night it was truly breathtaking. When they graduated, they had all decided on trying out for the professional ice hockey team of Shakopee. Kendall had wanted to do this since birth, Carlos would try anything and James wanted to be famous and rich in any way possible. Plus, they were all quite good on their local youth team, so there was a good chance they could get on. But, that was also if they could keep their grades up. Kendall and his friends had a good life and there was no pressure from anything, but what would happen if one letter changed their lives as they knew it.
It was a crisp, winter morning and the boys found themselves at home on a Wednesday because they had the week off for the teacher's teacher training week. Kendall had already had breakfast and so he would be the one deemed for to get the mail. No real letters were there, just advertisements. That was, until he spotted an important looking brown envelope addressed to him. He opened it, setting the other bits on the kitchen island top and started to read it over. By the end of the letter though, he was not as happy as he started out.
Dear Mr. Kendall Knight,
We regret to inform you that yesterday at approximately 8:12pm in the evening, your parents were caught up in a car accident. Their car swerved off the road and down a bank, toppling and eventually lying upside down on a tree. They were rushed to hospital, but unfortunately there was nothing the doctors could do and at the times of 8:45pm and 9:20pm Daniel and Jennifer Knight passed away.
I know this must come as a huge shock, but there is one matter that needs addressing that you don't actually know about yet. I understand that you left home at a young age because of relationship problems between you and your parents, but during the same year, Jennifer Knight gave birth to a baby boy, your brother. He is called Logan and is now 8 years old, but because there is no immediate family available or close by, he will have to stay in care and because he wouldn't have been a resident that long, he will not be a priority to get adopted or fostered. We are asking that you take Logan in and look after him so that this doesn't have to happen. I know this must be hard to hear after so many years, but I wouldn't be asking if this were not serious and urgent. If you are willing to take Logan in, then please call the number at the bottom of this letter.
I am sorry for your loss and hope to hear from you soon with your decision,
Yours sincerely,
Amanda Byran (Manager of child services for Shakopee, Minnesota)
Kendall read and reread the letter over and over, at least six times. He couldn't believe it. First his parents had died, but he didn't really care about that so much; he had never really had a good relationship with his parents since he was born and so had long forgotten them and no longer cared for them either. He wouldn't even go to the funeral if there was one, not that many people would in the first place. His parents had driven away all their friends and family when he was very young, so they didn't really have anyone that would care. But, he had a brother. After 7 years of living on his own, he finds out that he has a little 8 year old brother who he's never met or known about until today. And now he was expected to take him in and look after him. He didn't know how to look after a little kid! James suddenly appeared next to him along with Carlos and they silently read over his shoulder. "Ooh! Kendall's little brother is coming to live with us! I can't wait, we can teach him hockey and how to play pranks and-"he was cut off by Kendall. "Carlos, we don't know how to look after a little person! We'll to feed him, get him clothes, toys and take him to school and a million other things! We can't do that!" he exclaimed his voice rising. "Kendall, chill out. It can't be that hard and besides, it sounds fun. It'll be great to have a little someone running about the house, we can do it. Remember, me and Carlos will help out too" James reasoned. Kendall thought about it. He sighed and made to go make that one crucial phone call.
So, that was the prologue! I hope it was ok. If you want to give any tips or pointers on how to make it better, then go ahead, I'm all ears. And maybe...review? :)