*Chase's POV*
"Nuh uh," Rose taunted.
"Uh huh," Leo threw back. I sighed and leaned my elbows on the gleaming surface of the island countertop. Rose and I had walked through the door about five minutes ago to find Leo sitting on the couch watching TV.
"Shouldn't you be doing your homework?" I asked, throwing my backpack beside him and walking to the fridge. "Drink?" I asked Rose.
"You know what kind," she replied, jumping over the back of the couch, landing near Leo. I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of orange juice for me and a Coca Cola for her.
"Actually I was waiting for you," Leo said. "I need help." He had jutted out his bottom lip and widened his eyes.
"You mean you want him to do it for you," Rose accused, getting up and taking red can from me. "And the puppy dog face, really?" This is how well Rose knows us, and it's only been two and a half months.
"I'll have you know that I am perfectly capable of doing my own homework," Leo said, turning off the TV. I couldn't help but laugh at that.
"Since when," I scoffed. I help Leo with his homework all the time. Not because he needs it, but because he can't focus that long and he gets distracted.
"What do you think I did before you guys came along?" he asked. I raised an eyebrow.
"Did about half before you got distracted and then rush to finish it ten minutes before it was due," I guessed.
"Came up with a bunch of excuses as to why your homework wasn't done," Rose chimed in.
"He still does that when I'm too busy to help him," I said.
"There's a shock," she said sarcastically. We looked at each other and started laughing. Oh how I love Rose. It was like having another sister, a normal sister. Don't get me wrong though, I love Bree but sometimes it's nice to take a step back from the bionic world and pretend to be normal.
"Hey!" Leo exclaimed. "I'm smart!"
"We never said you weren't," Rose said, walking up to him and ruffling his hair. He hates it when she does that.
"We said you're too easily distracted. It's like when a dog sees a cat," I said. Rose smiled and opened her coke can.
"Speaking of which, whose your partner for that bio project?" Rose asked me before Leo could say anything else.
"I'm not even sure, the fire alarm went off right as Mrs. Arnold was about to say my partner. All I know is that it's either Claire Smith, Stephanie Rogers, or Ally Anderson," I said, recalling what happened this morning.
"Wow, a popular who has a major crush on you, an ex-popular that slapped you, and a so called geek, you got it bad," Rose said in mock sympathy.
"Why, who's your partner?" I asked. It couldn't be any worse than my options.
"Quinn Lamington." Well… I guess I was wrong.
*Bree's POV*
"Leo I'm telling you it takes years to master martial arts," Rose was telling Leo as I walked through the door. "Chase tell him." I looked around the room and spotted him sitting at the island with his head in his hands.
"She's right Leo," Chase grumbled.
"How long have they been at it?" I asked him after walking across the room and leaning against the counter beside him.
"About ten minutes," he replied, sitting up straighter and turning to face the two who were still bickering back and forth. Rose trying to tell him that martial arts was harder than it looked and requires discipline and hard work while Leo was saying that it was easy and he could become a black belt in less than a week. I knew just from watching Chase learn martial arts that Rose was right. We continued watching as Rose grabbed Leo's arm and twisted it behind his back.
"Ow!" Leo cried. He is such a baby. Trust me, I know it hurts, but he should man up about it. Just then Davenport walked in and saw his step son's arm being pinned behind his back by Rose.
"Oh, hi Rose," he said, giving her a small wave before continuing to walk to the coffee maker to pour himself another cup.
"Hi Mr. Davenport," Rose smiled. You might think that Davenport was acting pretty cool about this, it's just that he's used to it. Yeah, this has happened many times before.
"So, how was school?" Davenport asked, leaning his elbows against the other side of the island.
"Intense," Chase and I both said. That's the only word that could be used to describe the day the populars had put us through.
"Chase got a hot date!" Leo exclaimed.
"What?" Davenport yelled, his arms slipping from beneath him, making him do a face plant on the counter. Chase and I were looking at each other, mentally daring the other to laugh first. I wanted to but I knew that I would probably get into trouble. Rose was glaring at Leo and something tells me that she tightened her grip on his arm, not just because he just winced in pain. "Chase, you know that you can't date!"
"I don't have a date!" Chase promised.
"But the whole school's talking about you and Claire! You guys already have a couple name. Say hello to Clase!" Leo said.
"Clase?" I asked.
"Well it was either that or Chaire," Leo shrugged, well, at much as he could with one arm.
"You already have a couple name!? No, Chase you are forbidden to date her!" Davenport announced.
"Goodbye Clase," Rose laughed, letting go of Leo's arm.
"I told you, I don't have a date!" Chase repeated, but louder this time.
"Then why does the whole school think you guys are a thing?" Leo asked, rubbing his shoulder.
"Well, Claire asked me to tutor her, I wanted to say no but knew that she would ruin me if I did, so I agreed. But then Ally came along and gave me a perfect excuse to get out of it," Chase summarized.
"Who's Ally?" Davenport asked.
"She's the meanest, nastiest, most rude, selfish person on the planet," Rose informed him. Yeah, there's some bad blood between her and Ally. I don't know much, but apparently Ally's a big part of the reason people are so scared of Rose. Thinking this, I also remembered what Mrs. Arnold told me to pass along.
"She's also Chase's bio partner," I said quickly. Chase's face dropped and he turned in his seat to look at me.
"Please tell me you're kidding," he pleaded.
"I wish I could." And I really did. I have never felt more sorry for my brother.
Th next chapter is in Ally's POV and it'll finally say what's up with her!