Style, Issac Garcia (Completed until Season 2!)

two. do you believe in the cole effect?

Brady quickly turned away, looking at Jackie. He gave her a quick wave.

"So what is up with you and Cole?" Kia asked. "What do you mean?"

"We saw you with him on the line, he was helping you."

"I guess he was trying to be nice." Brady rolled his eyes. "Nice? Cole Walter isn't nice. He's just some hotshot who can't even commit to being in a single relationship."

Jackie frowned, causing Kia to chuckle.  "Don't worry, Jackie.  Brady here doesn't like him.  I mean, I think he's okay."

"But you don't like Issac." Paige stated.  "I have good reasons!"

"Sure you do."

"Okay, Jackie.  Do you believe in the Cole effect?" Kia asked.

"What is that?"

"Its basically Cole's irresistible charm.  That's why a lot of girls here have a crush on him." Kia answered.

"Do you have a crush on him?" Jackie asked, causing Kia to fake gag.  "No.  He's genuinely not my type. Why? Do you have a crush on him?"

"No! I just met him."  Brady groaned, grabbing his tray and throwing out his leftover food.  He came back to the table, taking his seat.  "Can we please stop talking about him? Seriously, what makes him so special?"

Cole Walter and Brady Crawford were a bit similar believe it or not. They were both tall, blue eyed, and looked very athletic.

The only difference between them was that Brady liked to surf, was a brunette, and a sophomore while Cole used to play football, is a blonde, and a senior. Brady also didn't play with people's feelings (despite not having a girlfriend) while Cole did. Cole Walter was a loser in Brady's book. A loser that everyone adored.

The bell eventually rang, signaling that lunch was over and it was time for them to head to their next class.

A FEW HOURS LATER, school was over and Brady couldn't wait to go home. He had just finished gym and was in need of a nice shower. "Brady? Can I talk to you in my room for a minute?"

He turned around, realizing it was his math teacher, Mr. Briggs. "Sure, let me notify my sister real quick." Brady took out his phone, texting Paige that he had to talk to his teacher and that it wouldn't take too long.

He followed Mr. Briggs into their classroom, standing by his front desk.  "What did you need to talk to me about?"

"Well, it's about your grade in my class. I noticed that you've been struggling in my class but your doing well in all of your other classes. What can I do to help?"

"Well, I kind of understand your lessons but it's the material that confuses me. I guess I don't comprehend it as fast as the other students in your class."

Mr. Briggs took off his glasses, wiping them with a wet wipe. "Look, Brady. I don't want you to fail my class because you are a bright student and you're trying. I recommend using flash cards or look at different methods of studying to help."

Brady sighed, relieved. "Thank you, Mr. Briggs. I promise, I won't disappoint you."

"Have a good day, Brady."

"You too, sir." Brady walked into the hallway, not sure how to feel about the conversation he just had with Mr. Briggs. I just have to try right?, he thought. Walking outside, he noticed Kia and Paige waiting by his car. "Hey, guys. We can leave now."

Brady unlocked the car, allowing the trio to get inside.  As they drove off, Paige noticed Jackie with Skylar and Grace.  She waved to her, causing Jackie to send her a quick wave back.  She then noticed Erin and her friend walk up to them, knowing something bad was about to go down.

BRADY'S CAR PARKED in front of the Crawford household.  Kia decided to stay for a bit before she had to go home.  She texted both of her parents, getting approval from them.  Going inside, she greeted Paige and Brady's parents. Cathy and Drew Crawford were a nice couple. Cathy was a lawyer while Drew was a car mechanic.

"Hi, Kia. How was school?" Cathy asked, her Texas accent being quite strong. "It was okay. How is the case coming along?"

"Awful. They still didn't find a suspect who robbed and stabbed the woman."

"They will, Mrs. Crawford.  Hopefully." Drew was stirring some cookie batter, adding flour to the mix.  "Hi, Kia. The kids didn't give you trouble today, right?"

"A bit." Kia joked.  "We didn't! Well, I didn't but Brady did!"

"Dad, Paige is lying!"

"Kids, Kia was just playing around. And I'm making cookies so please don't try and eat them before dinner."

"We won't." Paige and Brady promised but the two of them knew that they would.

BRADY HAD JUST showered and changed into a graphic t - shirt and lounge shorts.

Kia was in Brady's room, sitting on the bed.  He had posters of famous surfers, singers, and pictures of him on his surfboard from a few months ago. He also had pictures of him and Kia, along with Paige from when they were younger.  She was helping him make flash cards for their next trigonometry test.  He walked into his room, smiling.  "Are you ready to start study?" Kia asked.

"Yep." he stated, sitting at his desk.  Him and Kia went back and forth with formulas, problem solving, and graphs.  It was starting to get dark and the two decided to call it a night.  Kia went downstairs while Brady changed into a pair of jeans and grabbed his car keys. 

She quickly said her goodbyes to Catherine, Drew, and Paige.  Brady held the front door, allowing her to exit first.  He closed the door behind him and unlocked the car.

The two of them got in and Brady started the engine.  They were jamming to "Karma" and Brady couldn't help but sing along.

Brady's car pulled up in front of her house.  Kia unbuckled her seatbelt, opening the side door.  "Good night, Brady." she said, getting out the car.  "Good night, Kia.  See you tomorrow!"

Kia watched as the car drove away.  Once it was out of her view, she opened the front door.  Her parents were in the kitchen.  Gary was making sauce while Freya cut up some salad.  "Hi, mom.  Hi, dad."

Kia took off her backpack, placing it on the kitchen floor.  "Hi, Kia.  Please get washed up.  Dinner's almost ready." her mother instructed.  Kia grabbed her bag and went upstairs.  Putting it in her room and washing her hands, she went back downstairs to set up the table.

Her and her parents ate their dinner, talking about their day.  That's how it always was in the Peters household.  It was calm and peaceful unlike the Walter household.  The boisterous noise could be heard in their house but the Peters couldn't really do anything about it.  No matter how many times Katherine reminded the children, they would always be ten times louder than usual.

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