Disclaimer: I don't own any of these people. Walt Disney does. Or whoever the hell made the movies.
Claimer: Shea, Beccy, and Sammie are mine.

"Dear Shea,
Hey shrimp. How's it going? This school ain't so bad. How's hockey?
Or did you finally get your sorry ass kicked off the team? There aren't
many schools or teams that are going to be willing enough to take you.
You better keep your temper on the down low for awhile. So when are
you gonna come visit??? You better come soon, cause the guys wanna
know who the girl is in the picture I keep on my dresser. Fulton, Guy,
Averman, Adam, Luis and Russell are betting it's my girlfriend. Charlie
and Kenny are betting it's a close friend. Julie and Connie think the guys
should mind their own business. Oh well. Their loss, that's what Russell
says. I gotta go, Fulton's trying to read this over my shoulder, can't let him
know who it's too, or he'll probably say he won the bet. See ya soon.
Portman"

"Nice brother, Dev." Beccy said. Ah, he ain't so bad. If I gotta live with him." I answered.

"Have you told him about the scholarship?" Sammie asked. "Nope. It's gonna be a surprise. I better start packing." I put the letter in my hat box and dug into my closet for my suitcase.

"Later babe. Unlike some people around here, I actually got homework. You e-mail me everyday. And call if you can." Beccy said.

"Bye! I'll try. I'll write to you, Sammie. And if you ever talk your parents into getting the internet, get my e-mail from Beccy." I said.