The Brooks brothers sister

Chapter 3

•[Jaz pov]•
'I'm wide awake, I'm wide awake, I'm wide awake, yeah I was in the dark, I was falling hard-' I was once again woken up by my alarm. I was stretching in bed then I realised that today is Friday, my second favourite day of the week, my favourite day of the week is Saturday because that is the day Taylor Caniff uploads videos on YouTube. yeah you could say that I have a crush on him but I have only ever talked to him in person once.

"Deana get up its the last day of school and tomorrow the school holidays start" I yelled from my bedroom. "yeah I am getting up" she yelled back.

We both got up and did our morning routine then we left to go to school. At school we did the usual 4 periods, which were; art, maths, humanities and woodwork, today has some of the worst subjects, besides humanities because the teacher lets us all sleep when we have to watch boring movies.

When the school day was over we got let out of class early because it was the last day of term 3. Deana and I walked home and as soon as we got in the door I put on the first season of breaking bad, I have already seen the first season but Deana wanted to watch it as well.

We watched the first couple of episodes then I got a phone call. "hello" I said into the phone as I answered it, "hello Mrs. Brooks, I am very sorry for what I am about to tell you but, your mother was supposed to be flying over to Canada am I right?" the man asked me, "yes that is right" I said "well I am very sorry but the plane didn't get the landing right and it crashed and..." he took a deep breath before continuing "and your mother didn't survive the crash" he said.

I started balling my eyes out then I took a deep breath "ok so what do we do know?" I asked "well if my knowledge is correct you have three brothers over in America, am I right?" he asked me, no way am I moving in with them. "yes that is correct" I said "well you are going to have to live with them and your friend Deana will have to go to one of her family members" the man said.

"No Deana has to Come with me or we are both staying right here" I said "well ok I will try and get in contact with one of your brothers to see if that Is alright" he said. "ok so what about the funeral?" i asked, "that is getting sorted out, it will cost you nothing" he said "and the house what is going to happen to it?" i asked, they better not sell it because I have lived here my whole life.

"Oh we will keep an eye on it and when you are old enough it will go to you" he said. we talked about a few other things then I hung up. Now was the hard job, telling Deana.

I walked into the lounge room with tears pouring down my face. "what's wrong?" she asked as I sat on the couch next to her. then I explained the whole situation and She understood completely. we both cried for hours then I got another phone call.

"Hello" I said "yes it is me again, I was just calling to let you know that Beau said it is alright if Deana moves in there as well, and you are both getting picked up by a taxi on Sunday and it will take you to the Airport and you will go from there" the man said. we talked for a little while longer then I hung up, again.

I told Deana what was happening then we both decided to start packing. I can't believe that my mother is gone, just like that, I will never see her again. Beau texted me and told me that 'everything will be ok' I replied with 'i know' the I stopped answering.

After a long time of starting to pack I decided to get some sleep. it was only 8:30 but I was tired and we still had tomorrow to pack as well. "Deana I am going to sleep now" I said "yeah so am I" she yelled back. I got into my bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Hey guys just Incase you had trouble pronouncing Deana you kind of day it like this: De-ar-na. I hope that helps a little bit. anyway if you guys want me to include you in the book of if you have any ideas please follow me on Twitter; Jaz_6657.

~bye~