Lennox POV

I wasn't sure this was the right house but Emily was absolutely positive. I knocked on the door and waited. A boy not much younger than me opened the door and her looked from me to Emily and said, "Well hello there, ladies," completely ignoring our brother, Breyson.

Emily rolled her electric blue eyes and said, "Is Donald Davenport here?"

He looked a little disappointed but turned around and yelled, "Hey Big D! There's two hot girls and an average-looking boy asking for you!"

He came walking from the hallway and when he saw us started running. "Lennox, Breyson, Emily! What are you guys doing here? Is Aaron with you? Come on in." We walked in and he looked at us anxiously. The boy, looking fairly confused, asked, "Who are they? And who's Aaron? I'm really not catching on here."

Don sighed and said, "I guess everybody has a little explaining to do." He pointed at the boy and said, "Everyone, this is Leo, my step-son. Yes Emily, it is possible that I got married. Anyway, Leo, this is Emily, she's 17. Breyson is 16 and Lennox is 15. I was friends with their parents before they were killed in a lab explosion."

Leo smiled at me and nodded(all creepy-like) and then turned to Don and said, "But who's Aaron?"

"He's my little brother, who lives in Miami, These three live with him, Aaron's a radiologist Speaking of which, where is he?"

Emily nearly choked trying to get out these two little words, "He's dead."

Don's face was so sad that I had to look away to keep from crying anymore. "My little brother's dead?" How did...how did it happen?"

Breyson decided to tell him. "We were on our way home," he began,"talking about Lennox's birthday. We walked through the front door and started looking for him when he didn't come to greet us like he usually did. We walked into the kitchen and there he was, on the floor, a bullet in his chest." Breyson looked down, but not before I caught the single tear that rolled down his cheek.

Just then, a young teenage girl and boy came into the living room and stopped dead in their tracks when they saw us. The boy leaned down to Don(Donald wasn't very gifted in the height department) and said, "I don't mean to alarm you, but there are three unknown teenagers in our house."

"Thank you, Adam, but I know them."

"That's good enough for me," the girl said. She then ran up to us and said,"Hey I'm Bree. I'm 16. What are your names? Where are you from? How do you know Mr. Davenport? Will you be staying? Do you-?"

"Bree! Please, slow it down."

I looked to Bree and Adam and then said, "Don, you never told us you had kids."

"Well, I wouldn't exactly call them my kids. I sort've...adopted them."

"What is it with all the noise? Can't a guy work on his Calculus homework in peace? Oh...guests." A boy about my age walked in with the cutest brown hair and hazel eyes. He was a little taller than me and when he smiled that sweet smile, I was rewarded with a dimple.

"Another one?" Breyson said as he interrupted my teenage girl thoughts.

"Guys, this is Chase. Chase, this is Emily, Breyson, and Lennox." Don said pointing to us. Chase then did something that shocked all of us: He shook our hands and then said, "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet all of you."

"You still haven't told us why they were living with Aaron, Big D." Leo exclaimed.

"Well guys, there's sort of something you should know about these three," he hesitated before he continued, "They're bionic, too."