A/N: I'm back! Thanks to all of my faithful readers who have been asking me
when my next story would be released. Here it is! I hope that you enjoy it.
PLEASE review and tell me what you think so I know whether or not I should
continue. This story is about the Kinkirk family (Lucy and Kevin and their
kids)
Wouldn't You Know It? : Chapter One
Rating: PG
15-year-old Brooke Kinkirk looked down at her English test that her teacher had just passed back. She let out a deep sigh as she saw a large red D- written boldly across the top. There was a line next to it. A parent signature line.
"Great!" Brooke whispered to herself. Her parents were very strict on grades, and this was not her first low one. Her siblings always did well. They were star students. So what had happened to her? Brook's friend leaned over and placed her hand on Brook's shoulder.
"It'll be OK." She said reassuringly. Brooke rolled her eyes and looked her friend in the eyes with a look that said otherwise. She wanted to cry, but kept the tears in her eyes. What would her parents have to say about THIS one?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the bell that indicated that the school day was finally over. She stood up slowly and gathered her things. As she made her way out of the room, she heard her teacher's voice.
"Brooke!" The teacher called. She sighed and turned around.
"Yes, Mrs. Peters?" She asked with dread in her voice.
"Come here please." The teacher said sternly. Brooke walked over to Mrs. Peters' desk slowly.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Sit down." Brooke did as she was told.
"You got a D on your test, Brooke" The teacher said, as if Brooke didn't know already. "And right now, you're averaging a D in my class. What's going on?" Brooke's mind was racing. What could she say?
"I-I don't know." She finally said.
"Well, if you don't bring that grade up, I'll be calling your parents to come in for a little chat with me. Is that clear?" She asked. Brooke nodded her head.
"Crystal." As she said this, someone cleared their throat in the back of the room. She spun around to see her 16-year-old brother Joseph and 14- year-old sister Chrissy standing there.
"Where have you been Brooke?" Joseph questioned. "We've been waiting for you." Brooke stood up quickly and walked out of the room, pushing her way past her brother and sister. They came behind her. As he got closer, she walked faster. She could let no one see the tears streaming down her face.
Wouldn't You Know It? : Chapter One
Rating: PG
15-year-old Brooke Kinkirk looked down at her English test that her teacher had just passed back. She let out a deep sigh as she saw a large red D- written boldly across the top. There was a line next to it. A parent signature line.
"Great!" Brooke whispered to herself. Her parents were very strict on grades, and this was not her first low one. Her siblings always did well. They were star students. So what had happened to her? Brook's friend leaned over and placed her hand on Brook's shoulder.
"It'll be OK." She said reassuringly. Brooke rolled her eyes and looked her friend in the eyes with a look that said otherwise. She wanted to cry, but kept the tears in her eyes. What would her parents have to say about THIS one?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the bell that indicated that the school day was finally over. She stood up slowly and gathered her things. As she made her way out of the room, she heard her teacher's voice.
"Brooke!" The teacher called. She sighed and turned around.
"Yes, Mrs. Peters?" She asked with dread in her voice.
"Come here please." The teacher said sternly. Brooke walked over to Mrs. Peters' desk slowly.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Sit down." Brooke did as she was told.
"You got a D on your test, Brooke" The teacher said, as if Brooke didn't know already. "And right now, you're averaging a D in my class. What's going on?" Brooke's mind was racing. What could she say?
"I-I don't know." She finally said.
"Well, if you don't bring that grade up, I'll be calling your parents to come in for a little chat with me. Is that clear?" She asked. Brooke nodded her head.
"Crystal." As she said this, someone cleared their throat in the back of the room. She spun around to see her 16-year-old brother Joseph and 14- year-old sister Chrissy standing there.
"Where have you been Brooke?" Joseph questioned. "We've been waiting for you." Brooke stood up quickly and walked out of the room, pushing her way past her brother and sister. They came behind her. As he got closer, she walked faster. She could let no one see the tears streaming down her face.