So this whole plot and idea just popped in my head and after reading a few Brady Bunch stories on here. I thought, "Why not?" So, bear with me on this one guys. I'm not sure if I'll continue or not. So please read and review and let me know your thoughts on it. :)
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Journal Entry #1
Dear Diary, I seen him today. And he looked as handsome as ever.
The way his curly brown locks falls into his liquid blues. It makes my heart melt and my knees weaken.
Every time I see him, every time I get a chance to look into those beautiful eyes of his, my heart skips a beat.
Every thing about him is so perfect.
His eyes.
His hair.
His skin.
His lips.
His nose.
Everything.
I have never met anyone as groovy and as far out as him.
I just wish I could snuggle up to him on days and nights like these,
and just melt into his arms.
And stay that way forever.
But that is close to impossible.
And I hate it.
It kills me inside to think that him and I could never be.
And he would never look at me more than just his little sister.
Oh, how I wish he would look at me as something more...
Like a woman.
Or his wife.
But I know, this fantasy I continue to entertain will never be born into reality.
Only the thought of us together, will die a still-born.
Because, he's my brother.
Not my blood brother.
But a step brother.
But dad and mom persist that we refer to each other as actual brother and sister since the day they married.
1969.
The day my eyes met his baby blues.
From that point on, I was hooked.
I eleven then, and he was fourteen getting ready to turn fifteen.
No one knows about this secret.
And I plan to keep it that way.
That is, if my youngest sister doesn't go snooping into my things again.
"Jan! Marcia! Greg! Cindy! Bobby! And Peter! Dinner's ready!"
I have to go now. Mother's calling me for dinner. I can't wait to see him again.
- Jan Brady.
