Hey, people of , this is my first story on this acount. I deleted my old account, something wasn't right about it. Anyway, this story is extremely close as the plot of Disney Channel's How To Build a Better Boy, only instead of Mae, there is Bree from Lab Rats. There is also Chase, Adam, and Donald. Sorry, but no Leo or Tasha in this story. Please, review if you like it and give lots of feedback, thanks!
Disclaimer: Lab Rats and How to Build a Better Boy belong to Disney, not me
Military trucks, helicopters and armed forces all pull up outside of the building known as McMaster High School, where the loading docks are. The helicopter shined a bright light on the wooden crates and boards that were stacked in front of them. General McFee of the U.S. Military steps out of a truck along with a brilliant inventor named Donald Davenport.
"President called," General McFee said standing in front of the trucks. "He wants an update."
"Is… Is he upset?" Donald asked cautiously.
"We lost track of a three billion dollar weapon. I'm sure he's thrilled," McFee said sarcastically.
He motioned the troops to approach the crates, but Donald tried to follow.
"Stay back, Davenport," McFee said holding him back.
"Let me reason with them General," Donald pleaded. "I can get them to talk."
"We are past the time for a friendly chat!" McFee told him, sternly. "As far as I'm concerned, the most dangerous criminals in the world are right down there!" He shouted pointing to the loading dock.
"Give yourselves up!" Donald shouted down to the crates.
"You've stolen property of the United States Government, come out peacefully and tell us everything we want to know, or you will be locked up and tried for treason!" General McFee yelled.
"And there is no way, you are going to homecoming!" Donald added.
Just as he said that, two teenage girls stood from their hiding place behind the crates. They both walked out with their hands up and one shouted,
"But dad!"
"Not another word young lady! I want you to get into this bullet proof Humvee, this minute, and I want you to think about what you've done!" Donald shouted.
They sighed, but followed his instructions.
2 Days Earlier
Bree Davenport was quickly finishing her quiz in her senior calculus class, and looked over to see her best friend doing the same. Glancing at each other, to see if they were both finished, the two girls grabbed their books and quizzes and rushed up to the teacher's desk. They both immediately put their papers on the desk.
"We're done," Gabby Harrison, Bree's best friend said confidently.
"In ten minutes?" Miss Shapiro said through clenched teeth, the pencil in her hand snapped as she clutched it.
"Nine, actually," Gabby corrected.
"I appreciate your confidence, Gabby, but your sophomores, and this is senior calculus!" Miss Shapiro exclaimed.
Bree and Gabby exchanged a look, this was pretty usual for them.
"Why don't you and Bree check your work?" The teacher said sliding their quizzes towards them.
The two girls paused for a moment, looking up, and thinking over their work.
"Yep, still done." Gabby said smiling.
"Gabby, and Gabby junior, wrecking the curve," Marnie, a rather mean (but of course, popular), girl said from the back of the room, annoyed with the sophomores.
"As usual," her best friend Ella added.
A boy in the front of the room fake-coughed "dorks".
As common as it was, it still stung for Bree to hear those comments.
Trying to shake it off Bree said, "Um, Miss Shapiro, may we have hall passes?"
"Bree's tutoring and I'm heading to a meeting about healthier choices on the cafeteria menu." Gabby informed. "There's no time to waste when there's so much to improve around here."
Miss Shapiro sighed and gave them two hall passes, anxious to get rid of the girls.
"Thanks," Gabby said taking a hall pass.
"They called us dorks," Bree said as they walked out of the room.
"No, no, no, they said sporks. It's the world's most versatile utensil," Gabby said shrugging, trying to cheer up her friend.
Bree just sighed, not saying anything else. As they turned a corner in the hallway, the two girls parted ways.
"I'll meet you after my meeting!" Gabby called behind her as she walked down the hall.
"It's not like I'll have anyone else to meet," Bree muttered to herself.
Bree Davenport wasn't what you could call popular. Her only real friend was Gabby, and everyone else basically ignored her. She tried to improve her status years ago, but nothing ever worked.
Her dad was the famous Donald Davenport, brilliant inventor and engineer, also the head of Davenport Industries. She didn't get any fame for it though; her dad's company went down the drain about a year ago. He claimed it was financial issues, but that's all he ever said. He now works for a video game company, but he never talks about it. His work was always super secretive, which didn't make much sense to Bree, but she didn't pry.
There was one other thing about Bree; she was a genetically engineered superhuman, or she was bionic for short. When she was just a baby, Donald's brother Douglas Davenport implanted a bionic chip in her neck along with her two brothers. Before he could turn them into bionic super soldiers, Donald took them away and raised them to be bionic heroes. Since then, they've went on missions to save the world. Of course it was usually when one of Davenport's inventions went wrong.
Family wise, she had two brothers. Adam was her older brother; he was a junior in high school and also bionic. His bionic abilities were super strength, laser and heat vision, and blast wave ability. Her younger brother Chase was probably the smartest student in their entire high school, thanks to his bionic super smarts. Even if he wasn't bionic he'd still be exceptionally intelligent. Along with super smarts his abilities include super senses and molecular kinesis. And then there was Tasha and Leo. Mr. Davenport married Tasha Dooley two years ago and they've been living together since. Leo is their step-brother and the main reason they weren't still living in the basement of their house. Leo introduced them to the real world. Currently, Leo and Tasha were visiting family back in their old town and would be gone for the rest of the week. Leo was bummed because he knew he would miss homecoming, but he was also glad to be going to see his old friends again.
Back tracking a little, to the fact Chase would be intelligent without bionics, that's why Bree is the top of her class, right after Gabby. Her real father, Douglas Davenport was a genius, and so is Donald. So naturally, Bree and Chase are just as smart. Although when it comes to Adam, no one really knows what happened.
No one knew about their bionics, not even Gabby. Bree would be lying if she said she never considered telling her. Most of the time, the Davenports do their best to lay low and only reveal their abilities in absolute emergencies.
Bree was thinking about these things as she reached the library. This was the one part of her day she genuinely liked. She was currently tutoring Jaden Stark, the quarterback on the school's football team and probably the most popular guy in school. Bree had a huge crush on him, and she treasured the moments they were alone together. Even if it was just studying, it was better than being around his friends, who all thought she was a loser.
Entering the library, she saw Jaden sitting at a table with his math textbook. Trying to hide her smile, she walked over to him and sat down beside him.
"Hey," he said.
"Hi," Bree replied shyly.
The two immediately got to work, because Jaden was completely clueless when it came to math. As Bree had him work on some problems alone, she began doodling in her notebook. One of the other things most people didn't know about her, was the fact she was a skilled artist. So was her brother Adam, but he didn't like to show off his work, even if he was the best artist in school.
"So," Jaden said snapping Bree out of her trance. She set down her notebook to help him. "The tangent of three pi over four is…" He looked at Bree.
"Well, it's in quadrant two so," Bree said trying to get him to solve it.
"I'll never get it," Jaden told her shaking his head.
Maybe she needed to try a different tactic…
"Hey, you play quarterback, right?" she asked suddenly. He nodded and she continued, "Close your eyes."
He looked suspiciously at her.
"Come on, just trust me."
Jaden sighed and did as she said.
Making sure he wasn't peeking, Bree spoke slowly, so she could get her point across. "So, picture the football field, as the circle on the graph. The tight end is lined up at zero, the path of the circle. The strong safety is at pi over four. The free safety is…"
"At three pi over four," Jaden said, with his eyes still closed. "And with x being negative," he opened his eyes suddenly. "The answer is negative one!"
Bree jumped back a little in surprise when he opened his eyes, and tried to act natural. She cleared her throat and turned her gaze to her closed notebook.
"Bingo," she said smiling.
"I got it, wow that is so cool. I didn't know you liked football," Jaden said looked right at Bree.
"I, I don't really, but," Bree said looking away. "You do."
Jaden smiled slightly and said, "What's your deal? I mean social life wise. Are you going to homecoming?"
"Oh is that, is that this weekend?" Bree said nervously.
"It's the biggest weekend of the year," Jaden said. "You're going to the dance, right?"
Bree was hesitant and nervous to answer, she was also very hopeful of what he might say next.
"I…I, I don't know. Gabby and I like to play it by ear," she said chuckling nervously. "Us, and all of our friends, our crew, our posse." Just because Bree only had one friend, didn't mean she had to tell Jaden that. She laughed again, knowing she probably should've stopped talking five seconds ago.
"Well, you should go," Bree smiled at that. "You'll never know what you'll miss."
After that, they just continued with the tutoring and Jaden's math homework.
About fifteen minutes later, the bell rang, and Bree began packing up her books.
"Can we meet after school tomorrow? You know, so you can help me study for that big math test on Monday" Jaden asked standing and collecting his own books.
"Um, yeah sure," Bree said nervously.
"Great," Jaden said, picking up his backpack and leaving the library.