Chapter 2

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Taissa's Pov- It was a casual wednesday night again and the kids were all doing their own thing that is until Mallory come running into the living room where Evan and I was. She was cute, but her siblings knew her cuteness got her and her siblings dragged into things even troublesome things.

She ran over to us with a white folder. "Mama and daddy look what I got." Evan grabbed the folder from her and opened it. "You got to sign it daddy I think our teachers like sending these home so they can get famous celebrity signatures who knows." Mallory says.

Mallory has a theory that the report cards get sent out as an excuse to get her celebrity parents signature (autograph) as she says. I tried explaining to her that everyone gets one including non celebrity parents children. She didn't believe me. So now Evan and I get the honors of signing a report card. Evan opens it and it shows the results.

Mallory Savannah Peters.    Grade: 3rd

      Teacher: Mrs. Fancase

English/ language Arts: 99
History/ Social Studies: 95
Science: 97
Math: 94

Grading Scale: 100-90 A, 89-80 B, 79-70 C, 69-60 D, Below D is considered Failing.

"Good job Mallory we are proud of you." I say handing her report card back. Evan signs the folder and then hands it to her. "You better both sign it you know how they love autographs." Mallory insists.

Evan hands it to me with a pen and I sign. I then hand her the folder and take the paper. Wait if she got one than there is a chance the others did too. "Mallory, go get your siblings." I say. She nods and goes running up the stairs.

Avril is the first to come down and sit across from us on the couch she looks like she is hiding something. She pulls a strand of her chocolate brown hair away from her face and settles it against her back. "Avril, is there anything you have for us?" Evan speaks calmly. "No daddy?" Avril says trying to play it off. I would have been happy at this point if she had forgot it instead of acting like she didn't have one.

"Really?" Evan says. "Yeah?" Avril says. She got up to leave. "Where's your report card Avril?" I ask. She stops in her tracks and turns. "I don't know you are talking about." she says. "Don't play stupid Avril your sister just brought us hers!" Evan says crossing his arms.

"Avril, hand us over your report card!" I demand. "Fine! Uggh you guys are so mean to me!" Avril says stomping off arms crossed. "We love you too sweetie."  Evan says. We lean into each other and start laughing. Liam comes striding in. "So whassup?" he says plopping down on the couch. "Excuse me mister!? this is our house and you will not come up in here adressing us with cool kid slang we are your mother and father you know." I said pissed. Evan pulls me against him comfortably trying to calm me down rubbing his hands down my arms.

"Go upstairs and grab your report card" Evan says. Liam looks confused until Evan threatens to take stuff away and then liam is hustling up the stairs. Avril was coming into the room when liam was leaving exchanging looks with each other.

Avril walks over and hands me the report card. She sits across from us on the opposite couch. Messing with her hands her head was dropped eyes to the floor. I opened up the envelope to reveal the grades.

Avril Elizabeth Peters.        Grade: 5th

Teacher: Mr. Roid

English/ Language Arts : 79
History/ Social Studies : 77
Science: 75
Math: 70

Grade Scale: 100-90 A, 89-80 B, 79-70 C, 69-60 D, anything below this is considered failing.

I hand over to paper to Evan. "Why are you making C's Avril?" I say crossing my arms. "Mama I-" "Answer me,  Avril Elizabeth Peters!" She drops her head "Because I worry about other stuff." She says.

"Like What?" Evan Says. "B..B..." "B...B... What Avril?" Evan says. "Boys" Avril says dropping her head. "Boys!, Avril you are way too young.You are grounded you hear me young lady! No sleepovers, Playdates, anything!" Evan yells. Avril begins to cry harder.

"Daddy, I can't stay little forever! You have to let me go someday and just trust that I will be treated right by a guy like you treat mama you can't keep me like this forever." She snatches her signed folder from me and runs upstairs to her room. Liam comes trailing in handing over his to his dad. Evan opens it and hands it to me. I read it and here are the results.

Liam Thomas Peters.         Grade:7

Teacher: Mr. Wrasslip

English/ language Arts: 94
History/ Social Studies: 92
Science: 96
Math: 65

Grade Scale: 100-90 A, 89-80 B, 79-70 C, 69-60 D, anythinh below this is considered failing.

"Well your grades are good except for math you need to pull that up a bit." I say. Evan nods in agreement. "Until you do , no more afterschool hangouts.You will be coming home to study" Evan says.

He signs and hands him the folder. Later that night as Evan sleeps I lay in bed thinking about Avril's words and I start to tear up she's right she won't stay little forever and that is one of the scariest things as a parent is realization.

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