Hey guys, so I'm back! Sorry it took so long, but I was working on getting closer to updating one of my other stories...but I'm here now, with Bree's perspective! So, without further ado...
Bree P.O.V.
As the three of us rushed into the lab, me at top speed, I was immediately knocked backwards by some sort of wall. I fell with a thud to the floor. After shakily getting up and rubbing my now sore head, I realized what the "wall" had been. My little brother Chase was standing in front of the doorway, a hand on either side, completely blocking the entrance. And he wouldn't budge.
"Chase! What gives?" I exclaim, crossing my arms over my chest and frowning. He turns back to me, looking irritated.
"Shhh!" He quietly hisses, and I recoil in irritation. Seeing my expression he turns around to face me and explains. "I'm checking to make sure the villain isn't in this room. Because if he is, we are in serious trouble. So be quiet, while I check to make sure it's safe." Turning back around, he continues to scan the room. Shaking my head I glance at Adam, who is smirking.
"How come you need to check to make sure the coast is clear, Chasey?" He asks our brother, patronizing tone in his voice. "Shouldn't we make sure it's safe enough for you? Wouldn't want you to get hurt, since you're our lea-der! He finishes, dragging out "leader" and emphasizing each syllable, so it sounded like he was teasing him. Which, being Adam, of course he was teasing him. I decided to join in.
It's not like Adam gets to have all the fun teasing our baby brother. Normally, Chase counts on me to get Adam to stop, but quite frankly, I was still pissed off about the whole "him stopping out of nowhere and making me "deliberately or not; I'm never sure with chase" fall over" thing, so I figured, I may as well. Besides, he knows we're joking, so it's not like we hurt his feeling or anything. He's used to it by now. So I join in.
"Yeah Chase. Besides, if you get hurt, the whole missions a flop since we're so dumb. And then we'll get in trouble with Mr. Davenport." He turns around and frowns.
"Oh, and also we don't want you to get hurt little Chasey-wayse!" I add, tousling his hair like I used to do when he was little, my voice patronizing and dripping with sarcasm. He takes my hand away and fixes his hair. Adam let's put a chuckle.
"What's so funny?" Chase asks, and even I turn around to glance at him. But he was leaning over and laughing now.
Straightening up, he says. "Nothing, I was just wondering why Chase bothered to fix his hair after you messed it up, Bree. Personally, I think he looked better the other way." I let out something between a snort and a laugh.
"Ha ha." Chase says, deadpanned. "Very funny." Turning back to his scanning, he replies. "You both are fully aware I can take care of myself. Just because I'm smart doesn't mean I'm not every bit as athletic as you guys." I closed my mouth. He had a point. I've seen Chase definitely hold his own out there, and he can pick up athletic skills that takes years to master, in the blink of an eye. He's saved my life a whole lot of times. But...I didn't feel like letting him down that easy. And by the looks of it, neither did Adam.
That's it for Bree for now. Stay tuned for Adam in the next chapter, and don't forget to follow and review! I'm not sure what else authors say in these little note-things so...
Later,
OlympusLeague13
