A/N: I do not own any of the characters, settings, etc. I am only basing my fanfic on the show. The only part that I created is this plot. Please read the story and review. Don't hesitate to criticize and give me pointers. Thanks.

Chapter 2: Drugs

The next day, it was Sunday, and the Brady's were getting ready to attend church. Everyone except Jan, that is. She was still sleeping soundly in bed. The kids stood on the stairs in order as they often did. Mr. Brady counted the kids to make sure that they were all there. He turned to Mrs. Brady. "What's-her-face is missing," he said.

"I think you mean Jade," Mrs. Brady said.

"I thought it was Jane," Mr. Brady said.

Mrs. Brady snorted, "Whatever, who really cares anyway?" She went upstairs to the girls' room to check on Jan. She opened the door and found that she was still in bed. She shook Jan and said, "Hey…uh, whatever your name is, get up. We're going to be late."

Jan had other plans that day to get back at the family for not remembering her. Mrs. Brady didn't even know her name now, which really was asking for trouble. Jan pulled out from under the covers. "I don't feel too well today," she lied.

Mrs. Brady placed her hand on her forehead. "You don't feel hot," she said.

"Still, I just don't feel to well," Jan said.

"Well, I guess you can stay home this once, but try to make it next week," Mrs. Brady said. She left the room and shut the door. She went downstairs and said to Mr. Brady, "She's not feeling well, so she's going to stay home." Mr. Brady shrugged. He didn't really seem to care. He then motioned the kids outside. They left for church in their station wagon.

Jan secretly got out of bed and watched out the window as the family drove away. "Now time to execute my plan," she said with a devious smile. Jan bounced downstairs and left the house. She walked down the street to the city.

About 30 minutes later, she arrived at a gas station near the city. She went inside the store and looked up and down the aisles. She smiled when she found what she was looking for. She grabbed several of them and dumped them on the counter. "I'd like these packs of cigarettes," she said.

"Sorry, we don't sell to minors," the cashier said.

"Damn it," muttered Jan. She had to smuggle the goods back home somehow. She thought of an idea. "They're not for me," she told the cashier. "They're for my dad," she lied.

The cashier rang up the price for the cigarettes. "Total price is $2.00," he said. Jan gave the cashier $2.00, and hurried out of the store with 5 packs of cigarettes. When Jan got back, it was about 10:00 am. She had about an hour before everyone else returned. She had time for a few cigarettes. So she went upstairs and took the packs of cigarettes upstairs and found a lighter. She lit one of the cigarettes. She blew out the smoke. "This is great," she sighed, inhaling more of it.

An hour passed, and Jan had already smoked the entire pack of cigarettes! She was starting on the second pack, when she heard the door opening downstairs. The family came in and started hurrying upstairs. Jan couldn't care less. She'd show them what she was made of. The door opened, and Marcia and Cindy came in. They gasped and jumped back when they saw over 20 used cigarettes scattered in their room. They looked up at Jan and saw her smoking one. Jan put down the cigarette and looked at Marcia and Cindy. "What?" she asked.

"You're smoking! I'm telling!" Cindy said, running off.

"Jan, why are you smoking?" wondered Marcia.

"Cause I'm gonna show you that I'm not a nobody," sneered Jan.

Cindy came back to the room with Mr. and Mrs. Brady, and they looked shocked when they saw all the cigarettes in the room. "Jan!" snapped Mrs. Brady. "Explain why on earth you are smoking!"

"Because I want to," Jan said.

"Jan, you are NOT going to be smoking in my house!" Mr. Brady said.

"I can do whatever I want," Jan said, putting out the cigarette, and grabbing another one. She lit it and began smoking away.

"Give me those cigarettes!" barked Mr. Brady. He went over to Jan, who was sitting on her bed and reached for the cigarette packs. Jan snatched them away from his reach.

"Hands off! These are mine!" she yelled.

"Jan, don't talk that way to your father!" yelled Mrs. Brady.

"No, but thanks for the offer, though," Jan said.

With that, Mr. Brady snatched the cigarette out of Jan's mouth and held her down while he grabbed the remaining cigarette packs. "OK, Jan, you're grounded for six months! It starts now, and you will not leave your room!" Mr. Brady took the cigarettes out of the room, and then he and everyone else left the room and shut the door. But that wouldn't stop Jan…