Hey, hey, hey! New chapter o clock! Ding dong! Okay. I'll stop and get on with the review replies so I can let y'all read.
4everyoung10: Yes, Casey, you are very bossy! But without your bossiness, I would likely never update. XD
Katlana Child: Thanks! These kids are gonna have a pretty good amount of shenanigans throughout this story's run
mozzi-girl: Yup, they act like their parents, alright! We'll see more of their personalities as the story unfolds! :D
"C'mon, it's not that bad," Hadley complained that night as she sat at the dinner table with her parents.
"Detention on the first day? That beats my record," Mal said.
"Not helping, Mal," Natara sighed.
"All I did was make one joke," the girl defended. "You guys wouldn't have known if a certain someone hadn't blabbed on me." She pointed at her sixteen year old brother.
Aiden shrugged and took a bite of his lasagna. "They would have found out when you have to go to detention tomorrow."
"Goody two shoes," Hadley muttered. "Would it let me off the hook any if I said Nick and Lindsay got detention, too?"
Natara rolled her eyes. "It seems like they always do."
"Yeah, but this time was different! Well, there's nothing new about Lindsay violating the dress code or Nick being a weirdo, but still... it's just detention. Better than being suspended for breaking Nancy's nose last year, right?"
Mal scowled. "If she's anything like Seth, I can't blame you."
Natara rolled her eyes, knowing that they couldn't reason with Hadley.
Hadley grinned. "But this year, she's gonna get something I like to call revenge. Maybe this time I won't have to bruise my knuckles."
Eight year old Noah looked up in concern. "Can't you just not hurt anyone?"
"Am I the only kid in this family who fights back?" Hadley retorted as she rinsed a plate and put it in the dishwasher. "On another note, Mr. Walton assigned extra algebra because Nick can't live without it, but luckily he's doing mine for me."
"Watch out. Your teacher may think something's up when your math grade goes from a C minus to an A plus," Aiden taunted.
Hadley glared at her older brother. "I have good grades in everything else. If it wasn't for math, I'd be on the honor roll."
"I have all A's," Noah interrupted.
"We know. But trust me, it gets harder," Hadley informed. "Especially when you have the people I call friends on either side of you."
"Nick and Lindsay? Nick's so cool!" Noah exclaimed. "He's gonna let me borrow all the Star Wars movies!"
Mal let out a groan. "They're no longer welcome here," he grumbled. Natara elbowed him in the ribs. "What? It isn't my fault our coworkers have strange kids."
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"I'm home!" Lindsay shouted, kicking off her sandals and dropping her bag on a nearby chair. "Hey, Bobby. Where's Mom?"
"She'll be home any minute. And I told you not to call me Bobby," her mother's boyfriend replied. Robert eyed her. "You didn't wear that to school, did you?"
"Uh... yeah? " Lindsay reached into the bag on the coffee table and scooped out a small handful of chips.
"Go change into something decent."
Lindsay pretended to think it over. "But I like it, so I don't think I want to. Maybe later."
"If you keep dressing like that, you're going to get detention one of these days."
She rolled her eyes. "I won't get detention," she retorted. "I already got it." With an innocent smile she plopped down on the couch and reclined back, resting her feet on the table.
"You need to watch your mouth."
"I'd watch my mouth if you weren't a bossy prick. The last time I checked, you weren't in charge of me. Besides, Mom said I could." At that moment, Blaise entered the room. "I got detention because the school doesn't like my shirt. Not that I care."
"That's the spirit."
"See, Bobby? Told ya." She grabbed one of the takeout boxes Blaise had brought home and dug into it. "Oh, yeah. Hadley and I are gonna try out for the cheerleading team."
"I can't see Hadley cheering," Blaise commented.
"She's just doing it to get back at Nancy Holland. But I'm excited! Practice is on the same day the football players tryout, too." Lindsay smirked. "I'd love to be on top of the pyramid while the guys are practicing. That would get me a pretty good view." She took a bite of her sweet and sour chicken.
"I was on the cheerleading team. I got myself kicked off, but it was fun while it lasted."
"If anyone has a problem with me, they'll just have to put up with it. She grinned proudly. "They can always kick someone else off. Nothing gets rid of me."
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When Nick entered his townhouse after school, he held his hand over his bleeding nose. "Mom? I kinda had a scenario on the bus..."
"Kitchen!" Amy called. Nick rushed into the kitchen. "What happened? And why do you have so many books?"
"Well, I love math, so... Mom! Ice pack and washcloth, then I'll tell!" He hopped from one foot to the other as Amy quickly dampened a washcloth and fixed an ice pack.
Nick sat down in a chair. "Okay, we kinda got in trouble so the teacher assigned extra algebra. And since I love it, I think it's awesome! But Hadley and Lindsay hate it do I'm kinda doing theirs. Isn't that cool?"
"How does that explain what happened to your nose?"
"I sorta got excited and fell down the bus stairs."
Amy sighed. "Nick, please be more careful before you break your arm or leg... again."
"Hey, bus stairs are easy to fall down!" Kai interrupted. "I fell down then so many times the bus driver told me I wasn't welcome anymore."
"See? I'm not the only one!" Nick's voice was muffled by the ice pack. "Oh, and I have detention tomorrow."
"For what?"
"My desk fell over and I broke my pen." Nick rested his elbows on the table. "They're still mad about the lunchroom accident last year!"
Kai shrugged. "I broke the principal's toilet and they mentioned it in the senior yearbook."
Nick groaned and face planted against the table with a thud that caused his nose to bleed again. "Oh, come on! It looks so painless in movies!"
"Stop doing dumb stuff!" seven year old Mia scolded.
"I'm not doing dumb stu- It's still bleeding!" Nick pounded on the table until Amy handed him the roll of paper towels. He wadded them against his nose. "What's for dinner?"
"Pizza."
"Did you get my pineapples and ham?"
"Eww. But, yeah."
"Awesome!" Nick pumped his fist in the air, knocking into the overhead lamp, which swung back and forth on its chain. "My day just isn't working out. Maybe I should start wearing a helmet every where."
"Not a good idea. Turns out you get picked on if you wear a helmet to school... a lot. Not that I would know..." Kai cleared his throat.
Amy rolled her eyes. "Just wash your hands before you eat."
Nick let out a breath before dragging his feet to the sink. He turned the knob, more carelessly than he intended to. It loosened and fell off in his hand. "Seriously?"
I hope this wasn't too choppy or abrupt. We'll see more family interactions later on. For now, I'm gonna let you guys pick between some ideas for the next chapter!
The kids doing homework together, and chaos occurs
Hadley and Lindsay practicing for cheerleading tryouts
Our little trio spends a night watching scary movies
All of these ideas will be written, but you guys can leave a review, and tell me what one you want to see next. Whichever gets the most votes is the one I'll do! That is, if I get enough reviews
