About a month later it was only a few days before Christmas Break. And Alex has been with the Brady's for three months. The talent show was the last day of school before Christmas Break. Alex was in the living room tuning her guitar.

"Why'd I let Bobby and Cindy play around with this?" she asked herself.

"Hey, what are you up to this late on Sunday?" asked Marcia.

"Just getting my guitar in shape," Alex replied.

"Isn't it this time of night you do you home work?" Marcia asked.

"That's exactly why I'm tuning my guitar now,"

Marcia chuckled. "Alex you are a procrastinator,"

"The best one you'll know,"

"Are you going to sing too?" Marcia asked with curiousness.

"No way!" Alex replied quickly. "I'm a musician, not singer,"

"Oh, a musician huh?"

"Well, I will be, just wait,"

"Well singing will make it more entertaining for the crowd,"

Alex thought for a moment. "More entertaining huh?" she asked. "I'll make Jan do it then" Alex joked, she would never put somebody in such situation or even ask, unless for desperate measures or if they volunteer.

Greg walked in. "How's it coming along Al?" he asked.

"Just fine," Alex replied.

"Hey listen I just got this new video camera and since the high schools are getting out earlier this week for exams I thought about dropping by and filming your performance," Greg said holding the new camera in his hand.

"Oh," Alex said. She wasn't sure what to think of the whole plan. "That's kind of you Greg, thanks,"

Greg put his arm around Alex. "And then when you become a big star you can thank who made it all happen," he said.

"Yeah," said Alex. "Peter,"

Carol came in. "Well it's Sunday night and one young lady who hasn't started her homework!" she said.

"Busted," said Marcia.

"Awh," Alex cried. She put her guitar on Greg's lap and got up and walked into the kitchen with Carol.

The next day it was Monday, and since the school week hasn't started yet it was still five days before The Winter Talent Show. The Winter Talent Show is what they called it, Gee, where'd they come up with that one? But only a limited amount of people are chosen. Alex and the rest of the Brady's are determined to get into the talent show. But there's one problem, Alex has no clue what she's going to play.

"How about 'Hotel California' by the Eagles? Great guitar solo in that song!" Peter suggested to Alex as they took a seat at a round table.

Alex rubbed her head. "Pete, you've been suggesting songs to me all day. In the morning, in the halls, during P.E., on notes during class. But over and over again I'm going to say-"

"That's just not going to work Pete," Peter said along with Alex.

"Then what is going to work?" Peter asked.

"I don't know. But I've still got," Alex looked at her watch. "Five days and two hours to figure it out,"

"But even if you find a song, can you learn to play it in Five days and two hours?" Jan asked.

"I've learned to play by ear," Alex replied. "I can learn how to play a song two, three days tops,"

"Okay, so technically you have a day, two days tops to find a song," Jan stated.

"Huh, never thought of that," Alex said. "So I really do need to find a song,"

"Lucky for you, I have an idea," Peter said with a grin.

"You do?" asked Alex. "What?"

"Greg, Greg writes lots of good music," replied Peter.

"Hey yeah," said Alex. You think he'd write me a song?"

"Of course I would Al!" said Greg when the kids got home after school and asked him the question. He put his arm around her. "And it'll be a sure fire hit! I'll get started on it!" he ran up the stairs.

"Well that settles that I guess," Alex said.

That night Alex was at her desk in her room writing down Christmas presents for each of the family members she's been saving her allowance the last month because nine people, plus some gifts for her parents to Australia with the shipping cost, you need to save quite a lot of cash.

Cindy came up the stairs, she knew exactly what she was doing because she over heard the boys saying the last few years she sent them gifts and always plans out the perfect ones by writing them down so she doesn't forget when she goes shopping. Because again, she has to shop for eleven people she doesn't want them mixed up.

Cindy tiptoed quietly and tried sneaking a peak over Alex's shoulder.

"Don't think I don't see you," Alex said without looking up from her paper.

Cindy stopped. "Just seeing what you're doing," she said.

Alex looked up at Cindy flipping her paper upside down and turned and grinned at Cindy. "Just seeing at my paper huh?" she asked.

"Yeah," Cindy replied with a sneaky grin.

"Don't think I don't know what you know, because I know exactly that you know, and you know that I know that you know so you're just trying to sneak by pretending you don't know so I won't think that you know, but I know,"

"Huh?"

Alex laughed. "I just know you know I'm writing down the gifts I'm getting you for Christmas,"

"What?" Cindy asked as if she had no clue. "I have no idea what you're saying,"

"Don't play dumb with me Cindy," Alex said with a smile. "You're not dumb, now run along downstairs and watch TV, I promise I'll show you what I got you,"

"You will?!"

"Yep, on Christmas, now scoot,"

And Cindy did so.

That next day the kids returned from school. Alex, and Bobby were watching TV when Greg ran into the room holding up a folder. "I've got it!" he said.

"The song?" asked Alex.

"Yep, all right here," Greg replied handing Alex the folder with the song in it. "No lyrics suited,"

Alex opened the folder and read the notes silently to herself. "Greg this is perfect," she said. "And it only took you a day?"

"Yeah," he replied. "Are you sure it's not too difficult for you to play?"

Alex skimmed over it again. "It's a challenge, but I can dig it," she replied.

"Fantastic!" Greg said with a grin. "Don't you worry 'bout a thing Al. It'll be a sure-"

"Fire hit," Alex finished. "I know, you said that to me for the last three days now,"

"Right, well anyway, Marcia is coming to watch too,"

"Too bad I can't come and see you," said Bobby. "But we get out of school last, it'll be over by then,"

"Yeah, I'm sorry, Bob," said Alex.

"But I'll have it all on tape so you, Cindy and Mike can see it after school," said Greg.

"Why won't Dad come see Alex?" asked Bobby.

"Oh, you know his meetings and stuff," replied Greg.

"Ah," said Bobby.

That night Alex was sitting at her desk finishing her homework and Peter walks up.

"Hey Al," he said.

"Hey," Alex replied not looking up from her homework.

He picked up her autographed baseball sitting on a stand on top of a dresser. He studied it. "Jim Hickman," he said.

Alex looked back to see what he was talking about. "Oh yeah," she said. "I met him and he signed my baseball, it was in '66. One of his last games on the Mets,"

'Nice," said Peter tossing the ball up in the air and catching it. He did this continuously walking over to Alex's bed and sitting on it. "It's been a wacky three months hasn't it?" he asked.

"Sure was," Alex replied. "But isn't it always wacky when we get together?"

Peter laughed. "Yeah, I remember," he said. He laid flat on the bed. "I wish we could do some of the stuff we did then now,"

"Well, why can't we?"

"Well then it was just you, Greg, Bobby and me. Now there's the girls in all,"

"Well we can take a day off from the girls, just us cousins,"

"Really?"

"Sure, how's next Saturday sound? Celebrate the break off of school, spend all day with one another."

"Celebrate your victory on the talent show," Peter said with a grin. "That sounds great Al, but what are we gonna do?"

"You'll see,"