Chapter 2

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by cimorelli_lover

by cimorelli_lover

Christina's POV

Why us? Why me? Why our family? I needed to clear my head. I heard somebody crying, and I just didn't want to hear it. I ran to the attic, I needed space. Only when the cries followed me, I realized it was me. Our parents and I were so close. My mom and I could talk about anything. My dad and I could do anything together. And now they are gone. Forever. They didn't survive the car crash. I know I owe my family an explanation, but that's so hard. I don't want to talk about it. I am now the leader of the family, because Mike hardly lives here anymore. He's half staying with his friend, so he will not be around to help me. It is me, taking care of 10 kids. Of course, Katherine, Lisa, and Amy are hardly kids, but I still have to control them. I need to call a family meeting. I tell the boys and my sisters to gather in the living room.

"Guys, Mom and Dad were in a car crash. They were on their way back from the mountain and crashed into the gaurd rail. They're didn't survive."

Saying those words made me want to burst out in tears again. However, I held them back, I need to act strong now.

"Who's going to take care of us now?" Christian questioned.

"Who's gonna teach us?" asked Dani.

Homeschooling. I had totally forgot. How am I going to manage teaching Lauren, Dani, Christian, Nick, Joey? I'm pretty sure I can hardly handle just taking care of them regurarly. Public school.

"Public school" I stuttered.

"WHAT?" They cried.

Even the older girls who are done with school, think the idea is outlandish.

"You have to, there is no other choice" I gravely stated.

Dani's POV

The public high school, that Lauren and I will be going to is called McEaver Highschool. Even though I'm only 13 I still have to go to the high school, because homeschooling was fast paced. Lauren's 15 and she's going to be a Junior, while I I'll be a Freshman. Wait, no! No! NO! I can't go to a public school. That will be horrible! Noooo! No! How could I even consider the posibility. We should we staying at home. Learning at home.

"Christina, I don't wan't to!" I yelled.

"Dani, we don't have a choice!" I argued.

I ran to my room, tears fresh on my face. It's not fair! There is no way that I am going to deal with being new, being the youngest one in my grade, and my parents.

My parents. It sinks in now. I'll never smell my mom's scent of baby powder and soap anymore. My dad can't ever help me do anything anymore. Ever. The stream of tears on my face just became stronger. Everything will be ruined. We are not fortunate. The lyrics I just put down for our new song seemed stupid. The band will not be able to function if Christina is taking care of us.

Third Person's POV

Tear's ran down her cheeks and on to her pillow. Little did she know, every girl and every boy in the house was doing the same thing. Except for Christina. She was scrolling through the McEaver website, like nothing had ever happened. She had put on a brave front, and it was going to stay there.