[EDITING] Living With The Brooks. [Janoskian Fan-Fic]

Chapter One

Chapter one

“Going to school, Cya later.” I shouted out to my uncle.

“Okay Mickey, have a good day, love you!” he replied.

“Love you to Uncle Brian!” I shouted while walking out the door and down the street to my bus stop.

“Michaela!” I heard someone shout, I whipped around to see my friend Sophie running towards me.

“Oh hey!” I laugh.

“How are you?” she asks.

“Alright, you?” I reply. She grins widely, I look at her curiously, Sophie was a year younger than me, but she acted my age.

“Max asked me out yesterday!” She screams.

“Oh My God!” I squealed with her, jumping up and down. Suddenly the bus appears beside me and I hop on after Sophie. All the way to school we talked about her crush, well boyfriend now, she was chattering away. I was so happy right now, I have no idea why but I felt like nothing could get me down.

As I sat in English, nearly falling asleep, I see the principal Mr Fredricks walk in, I didn’t bother sitting up, then I heard my name.

“Miss Breech.” The principal said, clear worry in his voice, I sat up quickly.

“Could you please come to my office.” He asks sadly. “Bring your things.” He adds. I grab my books and shove them into my bag and follow him out the door.

I sat on the chair infront of him, next to a man in a suit, he looked very... Lawyerish I guess?

“This is Mr Charles.” He says. I smile politely and nod towards him, but they both looked a bit sad.

“What's going on?” I ask worriedly.

“Michaela, your uncle passed away about an hour ago. He had a heart attack whilst he was driving and crashed the car into a ditch, unfortunately his heart stopped and he passed.” Mr Charles said, I sat there, stunned, was he joking? I felt no emotion right now, but suddenly I felt tears start brimming in my eyes.

“Where am I going to go?” I say, my voice cracking slightly.

“Your uncle had specifically left a family for you to live with in his will, uh the Brooks.” he says, I’ve never heard that name before, why would he want me to live with complete strangers?

“I don’t know them.” I growled slightly.

“Well, I’m afraid you must live with them until you are eighteen.” he sighs Two years? No damn way!