"Ten kids" Kayla squealed! "Dad, how could you do this to us" Danielle asked Roger and looked up at him with big green eyes? "Hey, hey" Roger said softly "it's my choice." "I know Da-da" Justin whispered and grabbed onto Roger's legs. "We are moving tomorrow" Roger told them standing up "be packed." With that he left the room carrying Justin. Paul and Michael stormed off into the garden. They sat down and started to cry. "I hate Daddy" Paul said through his tears. "Me too" Michael replied looking at his hands. Danielle ran up the spiral case to her attic room and flopped onto the bad sobbing. "This sucks" she muttered and flipped over onto her back. She stared at her bright green cealing and thought about how different it would be when her family moved in with Mimi's family. It would be chaos no doubt.... but then again everything was chaos lately.
"Mom" Carlisle squeaked "why did you ruin our family?" "I did not" Mimi glared at him. Jojo picked at a string on the couch, he was never much of a talker. I have made you a card for each of Roger's kids" Mimi said fanning them out on the floor "so you will know them better." "He did the same." Kara got up and grabbed a card. "Paul and Michael Davis" she read "6 years old." "The Davis twins Paul and his younger brother Michale (by two minutes) are typical young boys who like to play with their trucks, collect YU-GI-OH! Cards and get into double trouble at every turn." "Now isn't that great" she said turning to her siblings. "Who's next" Mimi asked and Mitch got up. "Anthony Davis" Mitch started "17 years old." "Things are looking ship-shape for the oldest Davis boy." "With his perfect grades, Clark Kent good looks and skills in organizing showers, meals and potty breaks for his six younger siblings." "Anthony would probably be class president if his family stayed in one place for year."
"Kara Marquez" Danielle started "17 years old." "The eldest Marquez child and Mimi's biological daughter, Kara is your typical girl next door." "Pretty and wonderfully off-beat, Kara is also a talanted guitarist who seems destined for musical success." "I'm next" Paul shouted snatching a card from the table. "Robert Marquez" Paul said squinting at the small words on the flashcard "4 years old." "Too young to have discovered his signature creative talent, the smallest member of the Marquez family instead expresses himself by falling asleep in small spaces, playing with his action figures and wishing his sister Nikki would learn to sleep in."
"What kind of people are these" Kara screamed "they are like-
"Freaks" Kayla blubbered "they are totally-
"Controlling and demanding" Nikki shouted "how can we-
"Possibly live with them" Anthony hollered and ran out of the room. Justin toddled out of the room and sat in his play pen. "Hey you aren't mad at me too are you?" Roger asked the child. Justin turned and folded his arms, his surfer cut blonde hair swaying. "Can't a man make a decision without the world hating him" Roger grumbled?
Mimi pulled her pillow off her face and sighed. "What the heck did me and Roger get ourselves into?" she muttered as Robert slowly walked in. "Hi Mama" he whispered. "You aren't upset?" Mimi asked him. "No, Mama" Rober said in his still baby voice "I like a lot of people." Mimi picked him up and smiled, maybe things would be alright.
