Notes: P.O.V.'s will change but I will tell you who is talking when :)

Kendall

My name is Kendall Knight, ex-leader of Big Time Rush. I'm 39 years old, yikes, and I'm married to my sweetheart, Jo Taylor. We have three children together; Holly Madison, Mekena Stacy, and Joshua Kendall. I'm a high school French teacher, which is probably the reason that Holly takes Spanish. I live next door to James and Logan and across the street from Carlos. Yeah, we're still tight knit. My little sister, Katie Knight-Jacobs, lives a couple blocks away with her husband, William, and they're expecting their first child. My mom lives in a condo about a mile away.

Holly is my oldest child. She's 17, 5'6", and slender. She the singer of my child, something Jo blames on me. She sings in the car, in the shower, in her room, and hums during her classes. She has shoulder length curly blonde hair and greenish blue eyes. She's the most outgoing child of mine and doesn't have a problem telling someone her opinion. That is the quality that is most like me and that gets her in the most trouble.

Mekena is her mothers child. She's calm and reserved, unless she's at home. Then she's sarcastic, moody, and she hates the world. Just like her mother. Mekena is 14 and in her freshman year of high school. She has short black hair with a blue streak through it. When she left home for her friends house last week she had long brown hair. Now she's grounded. Her eyes are dark brown and she's 5'2" and average. She's very into drawing and writing, but will freak out if I try to see or read anything she works on. I've gotten used to being freaked out on.

Joshua is my only son, and he couldn't be more like his mother. Yeah, out of all the kids, Holly is the one that is most like me. Josh is 12 and is attempting to be the bad boy of his middle school. Even though he hasn't even reached 5'0" yet and he's kinda scrawny. He might be my son, but I have to be honest. He's nicer than Mekena and not as nice as Holly, which is saying something since she's a teenage girl. He has sandy brown hair, from Jo, and green eyes, from me. And, a lot of times, he likes to pretend that he isn't in this family. Go figure.

As for Jo, she hasn't changed much. Her hair is shorter now, cut into a bob that's just below her jaw line. But it's still blonde and her eyes are still brown. She still has a nice smile and a friendly attitude, most of the time. Having three kids has changed us both. Especially when two of them seem to worship the devil. She's a music teacher at our local elementary school.

And me, well, I'm still Kendall. I'm layed back, love hockey, spend time with my friends, and my family comes first. I still have blonde hair, even though it's shorter than before and I swear to God that there are numerous grey streaks going through it. But, all in all, I couldn't ask for a better life.

"Mekena, I don't care! Come down here for dinner before I have to send your father up there to get you!" Jo yelled.

I sigh and finish setting the table. Without being asked I walk upstairs and attempt to get into Mekena's room. It's locked. I knock softly.

"If you don't unlock the door I'm going to take it," I say softly.

"Whatever," is her reply.

I groan. "Please don't make me go all the way downstairs for the screw driver."

I can hear her moving around and then the door opens. She rolls her eyes at me and heads downstairs. God, I cannot wait to go to Carlos's house tonight. Mekena will take off with Ashley and Josh will take off with Connor and then all will be right with the world.

"Dad?" Holly asks.

I turn around and see her standing behind me, just about to go down the stairs. She's biting at her lip and looking around, avoiding eye contact.

"You're not pregnant, right?" I ask.

"No. I'm not pregnant," she answers, my attempt at a joke not having cured her discomfort.

"What's up?" I ask, walking towards her, hands in my pockets.

She shifts uneasily and sighs. "You have Lacey in your French class, right?"

"Yeah, fifth period. Why?"

"Have you noticed that she's been acting weird lately?"

I think back. She has been dressing in more black lately, and not answering as many questions. And her grade is a B. I've had her in my class for two years now and she's always had an A. "Yeah. Do you know why?"

Holly sighs. "I think so."

TBC...