Story 1: We Stay at Home with Ryan and Quentin

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I'm Stephanie Carter, but everyone calls me Stef. Yes, it's Stef with an f, not Steph with a ph at the end. I am in seventh grade, and it's Saturday.

Sorry for the boring introduction, I always give boring introductions.

Anyway, my seven year old brother Ryan and I are at home, impatiently waiting for our cousins Maddie and Quentin to come. Ryan enjoys playing with Quentin, and Maddie and I enjoy talking, joking, plotting schemes together, and so on.

"Are they here yet?" Ryan whines for the seventy first time.

"Stop whining, Ryan, you've been complaining seventy one times! And yes, I counted!" I exclaim indignantly. "They should be here any moment!"

At that exact moment, the doorbell rings, and I give Ryan the 'I told you so' look.

"See?" I say triumphantly. I head over to open the front and storm doors. I see Uncle Hector, Aunt Alicia, Maddie, and Quentin standing there. Maddie has her purple backpack, and Quentin's carrying his black backpack as usual.

"Hey Stef!" Maddie exclaims when she steps into our house.

"Hello Stef, are your parents here?" asks Aunt Alicia. Speaking of my parents, they're hiding in their bedroom doing some work.

"YO GUYS, YOU HAVE SOME VISITORS TO TALK TO!" I scream. To Aunt Alicia, I say, "They're just hiding upstairs."

A few seconds later, my mom and dad come running down the stairs.

"Hi Alicia, hi Hector!" Mom says happily. "How's everything going?"

"It's been tiring, since it's September, you know, first month of the school year," sighs Aunt Alicia.

All the adults head into the family room and start chatting. Ryan heads into the basement to play videogames with Quentin. Maddie and I plop onto a couch in the living room.

"So how's school?" Maddie asks. "How are your friends?"

"My friends are still the same, they're mental weirdos," I shrug. Sorry Norma and Natasha, I prefer to call your uniqueness weirdness, which makes you weirdos.

"For me, I'm glad I'm in grade five, cause all the grade five teachers are awesome, and my teacher's really-" starts Maddie, but we're interrupted by Dad shouting, "STEF! MADDIE! COME TO THE FAMILY ROOM!"

"Patrick, there's no need to shout so loud!" Mom sighs. "They're only in the living room!"

"But still, Sabrina, they could be preoccupied with whatever they're talking about!" Dad says defensively. "You know those girls - if they start talking about something, then they shut the rest of the world out!"

Maddie and I head to the family room, and Dad tells us that he, Mom, Aunt Alicia, and Uncle Hector have to go to the spy agency headquarters for an urgent meeting. Yes, the four of them are government spies. So are Maddie and I. Ryan and Quentin are too young to be spies. Technically, Maddie and I are kind of young to be spies, but we're talented people, so our parents recruited us to be spies.

"Stef, can you and Maddie stay at home and watch over Ryan and Quentin for a bit?" Mom says.

"Sure thing!" I say a bit too eagerly.

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