AN: I am determined to update these chapters faster! Hope you all like!
After I had dinner with the Davenport’s I went home to wallow. In three days will be the fifteenth year of my mother’s passing. Those three days were the worst but my dad I always got through them. During the day we would wear our smiles on our faces and pretend that everything was fine and dandy. But when my bedroom door closes, the tears pour down like waterfalls and I cry myself to sleep. Every year on the anniversary of my mother’s death, dad and I spend all day at the graveyard where she’s buried and just sit there, not caring that I skipped school that day or the sudden storm clouds coming our way. It was like we didn’t care at all. I didn’t know how to tell the Davenport’s of my strange behavior that day. I just kept thinking about how sad they would all be if Tasha really didn’t come back and it led me to think about my mom. I was only a baby when she died so I really don’t remember a lot about her. All I knew from my dad was that she was so beautiful. He shows me pictures every now and then but to me they’re not the real thing. It may seem like it doesn’t bother me but in reality…it kills me.
So like every other day, I carry on and act like nothing is bothering me and that’s what I did when Chase called me…
Bree and Chase both had invited me over to hang out and I thought that would be okay considering the fact that they’re siblings and I could hand out with them at the same time. Yeah, that’s not how it went. When I got there Chase was the one to open the door and greet me with a hug and kiss. Bree came over and pushed Chase aside to hug me “I’m glad you came over Katie! I just got this sweet new pair of shoes and I want to show you!” she squealed.
“Uh, no she isn’t” Chase said “She’s hanging out with me! Go find someone else to bother.”
“I can make time to hang out with both of you,” I replied feeling flattered somewhat that they were fighting over me.
Bree scoffed ignoring me “No! Katie is MY best friend!” She said pulling on my hand.
Chase grabbed my other hand “Well she’s MY girlfriend! And she’s coming with me!” He said pulling on my other arm.
Soon I had enough with Katie Tug-O-War “Will you two stop it!” They both let go of my arms and I rubbed my shoulders “Look, I appreciate you guys wanting to hang out with me. So here’s what we’re gonna do. I will hang out with both of you at the same time. Kill two birds with one stone.” They both nodded.
“But I wanted to spend some alone time with my favorite girl,” Chase pouted.
“She’s your only girl,” Bree replied.
I took Chase’s hand in mine “How about I come over on Saturday and we can have some alone time then?”
Chase smirked and we could hear Bree groan “Sounds like a plan.”
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Later on we decided to go downstairs and get something to snack on. Adam came down with us and I noticed Mr. Davenport had a sheet over something “Hey guys! Check this out,” we all walked over to him “I picked this up at auction today and it only cost me a million dollars.”
A million dollars must mean he bought something really cool!
Adam looked at him in disbelief “What, for a sheet? Whoa I better start saving up if I want to be a ghost for Halloween.”
“It’s a painting Adam by a very famous artist named Vonshtop.” Davenport said taking off the sheet to reveal the painting.
“Hmm, I wish I would have been there to Vonshtop you from buying it,” Leo replied.
“What is it?” Adam asked and I looked to Mr. Davenport for the answer.
“Its abstract art Adam,” he said “it’s whatever you think it is.”
“I think it’s a crying woman,” Bree said.
“It looks like ocean life to me,” I said.
“I think it’s a storm at sea,” Chase said.
“I think someone just blew a million bucks,” Leo quipped and Mr. Davenport gave him a look before his phone started going off.
“It’s me: Davenport Industries,” he answered his phone and we all waited “Hello...Uh-huh…oh boy alright,” he hung up the phone “Looks like I gotta put out a fire at work.”
“What happened?” Chase asked.
“Betty from accounting got her head stuck in the positron collider again.” All of us shuttered at the thought of it “That’s gonna be messy.” Davenport walked to the door “Can you guys put that in the art vault for me?”
Art vault?
“Wait you have an art vault?” Leo asked.
Davenport strutted back over to us “When are you guys gonna learn; I have, uh, everything.” He laughed “But whatever you do, do not touch the davenportraits.”
“What’s a davenportrait?” Leo and I asked at the same time.
“It’s hard to explain without looking at them first,” Chase told us and we went down to Davenport’s art vault via the elevator.
I was in for a surprise when I found out what they were. I shuttered and hid behind Chase who smiled gently down at me “See what I mean?”
Each portrait was in the style of a famous painting. For example: the Mona Lisa. But instead of it being an original Leonardo da Vinci painting, it had Mr. Davenport’s face replacing hers. Apparently this man had issues with his ego because every painting was like this. It was like the eyes were following my every movement. I cringed and looked to Leo who had his hands on his face and mouth open like a fish out of water.
“Am I screaming out loud or just inside my head?” Leo asked.
“I’m just gonna say it; Davenport is one weird dude,” Chase concluded.
“These things are seriously freaking me out.”
Adam placed the painting on its stand “Ah voila! The Vonshto-ah,” Half way through saying the artist’s name, Adam sneezed and turned to us. We all turned our heads and complained to Adam to sneeze the other way. He did and all of a sudden, a hole was burnt into the painting. My mouth dropped wide open in panic.
“Adam,” Chase rushed over to the painting “What did you do?”
“Ah I think that sneeze accidentally triggered my heat vision.”
My heart pounded in my chest as what Leo said next freaked me out “Big D is going to freak out!”
“Let’s not panic,” Chase reasoned “this hole is barely noticeable.”
Just as he said it, Adam sneezed again and the hole got wider “That, however, is incredibly noticeable!”
“Adam if you’re going to destroy paintings…do it to those!” Leo motioned to the davenportraits and I cringed again as I looked over at them.
We were so dead…
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Chase kept looking through the massive hole in the painting while the rest of us were still freaking out “Adam I cannot believe you just destroyed Mr. Davenport’s million dollar painting!”
Bree’s words did not help my slight panic attack “Mr. Davenport’s gonna kill us when he sees what happened!”
“Okay, maybe he won’t notice if we fill the room with things much more hideous?” Adam said and I rolled my eyes.
“More hideous?” I asked.
“Have you seen the DavenLisa?” Bree finished for me.
The elevator dinged and we all rushed to cover the painting back over with the sheet and pretended to be in thought when Davenport walked through.
“Hey Big D, what are you doing back?”
“Uh, I forgot something,” he said “I forgot that I left my million dollar painting in the hands of the five most destructive teenagers in the world. Please tell me its okay?”
“It’s fine,” Chase.
“Looks great,” Bree.
“It’s fine-great,” Adam.
Davenport made his way over to the painting and was about to pull the sheet off when Leo stepped in front of him “Hey wait,” he said “We’ve already seen this one and it’s boring. I would like to know more about this beautiful…what are we looking at?”
Davenport smiled “Yeah I remember posing for that one. You know it took us hours to get the fruit positioned just right.” I turned my head slightly to see his face, once again, in the portrait.
“Well you just killed apples for me.”
“I was gonna be the big banana but I thought that was a little too much,” Davenport went back over to the painting and my heart pounded again in my chest. I’m gonna die one day from a heart attack just from these little situations I’m always in with these people.
Adam and Chase shuddered as they both blocked Davenport’s path “Don’t do that,” Chase said.
“Why not?”
“Because, uh, because I have an idea,” Chase said putting his arm around Mr. Davenport’s shoulders and guided him away from the painting “You should pose for a Davensculpture.”
“Davensculpture,” he said with awe “Yes. Chase you’re brilliance is only matched by your good taste! I’m gonna get to work on that right away. Get ready guys for six feet of stone cold me.”
“Six feet?” Bree asked.
“There’s a pedestal!” Davenport said defensively and the elevator doors closed.
“So how are we gonna fix this?” I asked.
“No idea,” Chase said “but we’ve got to come up with something soon.”
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We moved our situation back down to the lab when Chase came back with the barbequed painting “Okay, Mr. Davenport’s gonna be at the sculpture studio for a few more hours. There only up to his knees.”
“How do you know that?” Bree asked.
Chase took out his phone “Because he’s giving me a photo play by play.”
We all cringed at the sight of it.
“Okay there’s gotta be a way to fix this painting,” Leo said.
“I know!” Chase explained “We could make a replica. I can pull an image of the painting from my internal hard drive and project it on a blank canvas. Then we can trace it and paint over it.”
“Isn’t that illegal?”
I was ignored as Leo past by me “That’ll never work. We can’t paint that fast.”
Bree faked a couple coughs and Adam gave her a look “Hey do you mind? We’re trying to think over here.”
“I can paint that fast,” Bree told us.
“Good for you,” Adam said to her and I rolled my eyes “Quit bragging and help us come up with a solution.”
Bree threw her arms up in defeat and I couldn’t help but giggle. She looked to me and smiled.
It took us a while but we finally had our hands on a blank canvas, an easel and some paint and paintbrushes.
“Alright,” Chase said “Here we go.”
“I so hope this works,” I said to myself before Chase projected the image and displayed it on the blank canvas. The whole thing was traced onto it.
“Alright Bree,” Chase said “Do your thing.”
And as fast as she started, she finished and the painting was finished. Sometimes I wish I was as fast as Bree then I could do my chores a whole lot faster. It sucks being human sometimes.
“Done and done,” Bree said stepping to the side “What do you think?”
“Amazing,” I said.
“Perfect,” Chase cut me off.
Leo then said “Can’t tell the difference.”
“It’s still ugly,” Adam said I couldn’t help but internally agree with him. Who would by something that hideous? Well…Mr. Davenport apparently.
“Alright well we don’t have much time,” Chase told us “We’ll go hang the replica, Adam you take care of the original.”
“What? What am I supposed to do with it?”
“Hide it someplace that Mr. Davenport would never find it,” Chase handed Adam the original painting “Make it disappear.”
“Okay but I’m gonna need a magic wand and a volunteer from the audience.” Adam looked to Bree “How about you, young lady?”
“Just go,” Bree said and Adam left.
Chase took my hand and interlocked our fingers together as he motioned for the rest of us to the elevator. He pulled me close as we made our way up to the art vault.
“Sometimes you two are actually sweet,” Bree said before making a gagging noise. Leo started to laugh but my glare shut him up.
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Soon we were in the art vault and Chase put the replica on its original stand and gave a huge sigh “Ah, there. Mr. Davenport will never know the difference.”
“Okay let’s be honest,” Leo said “If it’s not a mirror or his bank account, he’s not really paying attention.” We all nodded and agreed when Mr. Davenport stepped out of the elevator.
“Hey!” I jumped and bumped into Chase who placed his hands on my arms “What are you doing down here?”
“What are we doing down here?” Chase repeated “Well,” Chase nervously laughed “We’re down here because you’re painting really spoke to us.”
Davenport didn’t look like he bought it so Bree spoke up “That’s right,” she said “and it said: ‘I’m lonely. Come hang out with me.’ It’s a lot like you that way.” Mr. Davenport gave her a look and stepped forward to inspect his painting.
“Hmm, did you guys think I really wouldn’t notice?” Davenport asked and my palms began to sweat. Oh no! He found out!
“What’d you mean?” Chase nervously asked.
“You are looking at it upside down!” Davenport flipped the painting the right way up and I gave small sigh of relief.
The next day after school Leo, Adam, Bree and Chase walked me home but before I could get my afternoon snack and start on my homework, my phone went off.
“Hello?”
“You need to come back to our house ASAP!” Chase gasped over the phone.
“Why? What’s wrong? What happened?”
“Mr. Davenport got arrested by the F.B.I for forged art. He sold the painting to a buyer and he found out it wasn’t the original! I- I mean- we all need your help!”
“But I was just about to do my homework!” I whined and Chase growled.
“When this is all over, I will do your homework for you. Just please come over and help us fix this!” He started begging towards the end.
“Okay, fine, I’ll be right over.”
“You are the best girlfriend in the whole world for doing this. I love you.”
I sighed “I love you too Chase.”
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I met up with Adam, Bree and Chase in the middle between our houses “Now where are you going???”
“To school!” Bree shouted “We can prove Mr. Davenport is innocent if we can come up with evidence that Davenport is telling the truth. We have to hurry through.”
Chase grabbed my hand tightly “We’re going dumpster diving,”
I cringed “No one said anything about that!” I complained.
Let’s face it, okay? I’m tired of getting into these stupid situations. I mean, I love the Davenports like my own family and I would do just about anything for them but I just want to take a day for myself. Is that so hard to ask for?
We finally arrived at school and the three of them started searching the dumpster. I, on the other hand, went through a small trash can.
“This is so gross!”
“Ugh, you’re telling me,” Bree complained “Eww, sticky! Ugh, squishy! Ah! It’s moving!” Bree jumped and wiped her hands on Chase’s shirt.
“What?! Where?!” I shrieked before jumping back at least a couple feet from the dumpster.
“Adam where is the painting?”
“I don’t know,” Adam replied “It should be here. I just threw it out this morning.”
“Okay,” Bree squealed “This is disgusting! Can’t Davenport just go off to jail for a little while?”
Principal Perry came strutting out of the school with a trash bag “Hey school’s over. Go home and make your parents miserable.”
“Principal Perry, what are you doing here?” Chase asked her.
“Getting rid of ‘expired’ cafeteria meat. If you ask me it’s still good and meats always expired. It’s dead!”
Perry through away the trash in the dumpster and Bree jumped “I can’t be here! I don’t want to be here! Get me out!”
“Oh man up Mary,” Perry said to her “The maggots don’t set in till the morning sun hits,” she said and I moved slightly away from her. I think I’m about to throw up!
A fly flew around her head and she tried to swat at it before leaning against the dumpster “so, you guys are dumpster divers like me, huh?”
I think I just vomited in my mouth a little. Gross!
“Nope!” Chase replied “But thanks for that little glimpse into your life.”
“You twerps are gonna have to dive elsewhere.” Perry said “I’ve already hauled out all the good stuff. Found the perfect painting to use as the last obstacle in my golf course.” She gushed.
“Painting?” Bree said.
“Painting?” Chase repeated.
“Golf course?” Of course that would be what Adam would notice.
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Principal Perry showed us into the hallway where a mini golf course from used trash was set up.
“So this is why you pick through the trash?” Bree asked and I shuttered.
How could someone do this for fun??
“I know this may come as a shock but being a principal isn’t as glamorous as I make it look,” she said “So I created for myself a fancy little country club.”
I wanted to so badly laugh at how stupid she looked but I hid it as desperately as I could. So I hid behind Bree and put my hand to my mouth to stifle the giggles.
“With trash?” Chase scoffed “That is glamorous.”
“You just lost yourself a caddy job, tiny woods.”
Principal Perry showed us how the golf course worked “So! The T is right there,” she pointed “I shoot through the life saber, over the speakers, off the bongos then the tennis racket, over the vacuum, up to the fan, over the umbrella, into the rain gutter, up the treadmill, through the hole in the painting and into the helmet.”
“Wow,” I muttered. This was all too much trash to handle. Some of it even smelled a little.
“Back in my glory days I was on the pro circuit,” she said “Gotta keep my skills sharp!” Principal Perry started to stretch then bent over. I hid my face into my hands to avoid seeing that disaster up front.
“Guys, getting this painting back is going to be a lot more difficult than I thought,” Chase said.
“Why don’t we just grab it and run?” Adam suggested but Chase grabbed his arm.
“The woman is carrying a metal club. And I don’t think she’s afraid to use it.”
“Heads up,” Perry called “I’m more power than accuracy so cover anything you don’t want a golf ball to smash.”
We ran and hid by one of the columns and watched Principal Perry. She shot the golf ball into the ring but it bounced off the wall and smashed into the glass window to her office. That’s gonna take out a huge chunk of her paycheck.
Perry got frustrated and Bree walked towards the painting “You know what would make this course a lot easier? Removing this painting.”
Just as she picked it up Perry growled…literally “Get your hands off my junk! I waited through Bio-Hazard waste to get to that.”
“Look, Principal Perry this painting is our dads and Adam accidentally threw it away but it’s really important that we get it back.” Bree tried to explain to her. I really didn’t see how that was going to do anything.
“Oh, I’m sorry I can’t give it back. It has sentimental value.” Perry said.
“But you just found it,” Bree was confused.
“Not to me. To you,” Perry laughed and took the painting away from Bree and started laughing. I swear this woman is more annoying than my next door neighbor…and he plays the trumpet at four o’clock in the morning.
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“Guys we have to get that painting back from Perry,” Chase whispered in a panic.
“Look I have an idea just follow my lead,” Adam walked up to Principal Perry just as she was about to swing “Principal Perry!” Adam yelled.
Perry groaned “What do you want?”
“Look, how about if we make this shot you give us the painting?”
Not a bad idea Adam!
“Done! But if you miss the shot then you four have to cut all the grass on the football field for the rest of the year,” she said .
“Deal,”
“With these mustache scissors,” What the heck is she doing with those? Oh wait, now I see the stubble on her chin.
“Why do you have mustache scissors?” Bree asked her.
“Why do you ask so many questions?” Perry retorted.
Adam went to make the shot but Perry stopped him “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, I don’t play co-ed. I’m not a savage. This course is ladies only, which means one of you two,” she said pointing to Bree and I “have to make the put. Good luck.”
Bree and I looked at each other “I’ll do it,” I said and I grabbed the club from her.
“I’m sorry if I let you all down,” I said and Chase kissed my temple.
“Don’t worry,” he said “I’ll just use my Meleckularkenisis to guide the ball.”
“Quit you mutter and grab your putter. Let’s do this!”
Chase pecked me on the lips and smiled “Trust me,”
I nodded and stepped up to the T.
I started to swing and almost missed the ball when Perry blew a trumpet near my ear and I almost had a panic attack. With the help of Chase the ball went into the right areas at the right moment and I made a hole in one.
Adam, Bree and Chase hugged me tight and I looked back to Principal Perry. The look on her face was priceless!
While Perry was moaning and groaning, Chase mumbled “Get the painting,” and then we made a run for it.
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We finally got back to the Davenport’s house and went down to the art vault just as the F.B.I was asking Mr. Davenport to take them down to last floor.
“We have the painting,” Chase said and Mr. Davenport squealed like a little girl.
“They have the painting! I’m free! I’m free!” He looked at the F.B.I guy’s face which didn’t look happy before he said “I mean thank you for coming officer.”
“This proves that Mr. Davenport is innocent,” I told them.
“Well I’ll be the judge of that miss,” the guy said before scanning it “Kids right, it checks out. Sorry about the inconvenience Mr. Davenport. Good luck with the singing career. You’ve, uh, really got something.” Now he’s just being nice. There’s no way he has a singing voice, I thought.
“Uh my album is available online so,” Mr. Davenport said before the elevator door closed.
Leo laughed “What’s an album?”
“That was close! Too close! The feds were just about to discover the lab,” Davenport said.
“We didn’t mean for any of this to happen,” Bree said “Things just got out of hand. We’re really sorry Mr. Davenport.”
“Yeah,” Chase spoke up “We promise we’ll always tell you the truth.”
“Yeah,” Adam said “you’re selfish, you’re bossy and I wish I didn’t but I love your voice. Man I’m so happy I got that off my chest.”
Davenport took the painting from Adam and placed it on another stand.
“It’s destroyed,” Leo pointed out “Why are you putting it up?”
“So that every time you look at it, you’ll remember that you owe me a million dollars.”
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The next day Adam set up his own golf course in Davenport’s living room “Okay here’s the shot. Off the rail, hit the rock, off that thing, off the post, off the guitar, out the front door and into the umbrella stand.”
“No way,” Chase said.
“Never,” Leo replied eating an apple.
“I need a sister,” Bree said.
Adam took the shot and it hit everything it was supposed to. Mr. Davenport walked through the door with another painting “Good news! I got a new Vonshtop!” The ball went through the painting and Mr. Davenport squealed like a girl again.
“Woohoo! Hole in one!”
Mr. Davenport continued to complain as he threw the painting to the floor.
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After a few hours I announced that I was going home. Chase pulled me away from everyone who was in hearing distance and wrapped his arms around my waist “What’s wrong?”
I looked into my boyfriend’s eyes and tilted my head “What are you talking about Chase?”
His forehead touched mine “Come on Katie. You’ve been quiet and out of it for the last two days. Please tell me what’s going on in that little pretty head of yours that I love so much.”
Ugh! Why did he have to be so good looking!
“Fine,” I said “in three days it will be the fifteenth anniversary of my mother’s death.”
“Oh baby,” Chase pulled me closer “I didn’t know. Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?”
I rolled my eyes and silent tears rolled down my face. I tried to hide them from him but he just pulled me closer “I didn’t want anyone to pity me or think of me differently,”
Chase wiped a few tears from my cheek and placed a gentle kiss on each one “No one thinks of you any differently,” he whispered and more tears flowed from my eyes “hey, hey it’s alright love. Everything will be okay.”
I nodded against his shirt as he rubbed my back soothingly “I’m always going to be here when you need me.” Chase lifted my face up to his and kissed my lips softly “I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you too Chase. Always,” I whispered back “And thank you for being amazing.”
Chase smiled and kissed me again “I try,” he joked and I laughed. Who knew he could make me smile like this?
AN: Finally! I finished this chapter/episode! I am really sorry for how long this took me to post. Thank you to everyone who waited paitently for me to upload! Love you all!