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At that moment Greg and Peter rushed into the room. "Alex are you alright?" Greg asked. "Yeah, we heard a crash and-" Peter noticed the glass everywhere on the floor and broken window. "What happened?!" "This happened!" replied Alex frustrated, confused and angry holding up the brick and note. Greg read the note to himself and his face looked like he was going to blow a fuse. "Who wrote this?" Greg asked. "I don't know," Alex replied. "I just heard this crash through the window, nobody was in sight, that I saw." "I bet I know," Peter said with guilt and anger. "It was probably that Jason guy, Rachel's old boyfriend." "How do you figure, Pete?" Greg asked. "When Jason was threatening me because I was hanging out with Rachel, Alex told me not to let him boss me around," Peter began. "And so when I didn't stop, he began to pick a fight with me, then Alex hit him." Greg's eyes widen with surprise and turned to Alex. "You hit him?" then he smirked. "Serves the jerk right." "Yeah, except I wouldn't think he'd stoop to this," said Alex, picking up a piece of glass from the broken window on the floor. "Why should you be the one to suffer?" Peter said, his anger building. "I'm the one who took Rachel from him, he should be angry with me! Not you!" "Don't you see, Peter? Jason threw the brick to scare me so I wouldn't be here to protect you," Alex said, then smirked. "I think the big oaf is afraid of me, I should really just pop him another one on the kisser!" "Wait, you can't just hit him," said Greg. "And why not?" Alex asked then another smirk painted across her face. "It worked out last time." "Yeah, but then you had a reason." "I have a reason now too." "But you're not 100 sure that Jason did this." Alex stopped to think a minute. "That's true, but who else would do this?" "Yeah we had such a good solution until you ruined it with your 'what if it wasn't him' theory,'" said Peter. "Just hear me out Pete," said Greg. "I just think you shouldn't do anything until you know who did this." "I hear you Greg, but there's still one more problem," said Alex. "What's that?" asked Greg. "The window," replied Alex. Later that morning... "Well thank goodness no one got hurt," said Carol giving Alex a hug. "Yeah, I'm just wondering who would do this," added Mike. "That's what we were trying to figure out last night," said Greg. "Do you think you could get to the bottom of this, dad?" Peter asked. "Well, I'm not sure son, but I'll try," Mike replied. "So will we," said Alex. "We might have an idea already." "Well hurry up you three you'll be late for school," said Carol scurrying the three out the door. "Later Mom, Dad, Alice," shouted Peter as he walked out the door grabbing his lunch from his mother. "Bye," said Greg grabbing his lunch. Alex grabbed his lunch. "Hey, what's in here anyway?" "Food, now scoot!" Carol said practically shoving him out the door. After the kids left she let out a big sigh. "Well honey, I better go get the window replaced," said Mike rubbing his neck, trying to hide his stress. "Oh, Mike, what about work?" asked Carol. "I'll have to take the day off," Mike replied. "Thank goodness I have some vacation days, not that I'd call this a vacation." Back at Fillmore Jr. High Peter was still trying to contain his anger. He ran into Jan outside of the cafeteria. "Alright, where is that creep?" Peter asked squinting his eyes from the bright sun, looking around the school yard. "Peter, will you cool it?" Jan said trying to calm her brother down. "How can I calm down? That jerk really could have hurt someone, and he scared Alex to death!" "I don't know about that, he doesn't really seem to care that much," said Jan looking back at Alex eating his lunch at a nearby table. "Alex is always happy when he's eating," Peter joked. "But when he's done he'll be madder than, madder than..." "Madder than what?" "Madder than, when he misses lunch!" Jan couldn't help but to laugh, "You're so dumb, you know that?" But just then she spotted Jason. "Uh, P-" before she could finish Peter was already on his way toward him. "Hey!" he shouted. "Yeah, I'm talking to you, you meathead!" Alex looked up when he heard the shouting. He was embarrassed to find it was his own cousin, not only calling Jason out, but calling him a 'meathead'. "Oh, no." Jason turned around. "Brady?" he said with surprise. "So you remember me, good, because I have a bone to pick with you!" Peter shouted. "Whoa, where'd that spunk come from Brady?" Jason chuckled. "It came right when you started messing with my cousin!" "What?" "Don't play dumb with me! You and I both know that you threw that brick through our window." "Are you cracked? Why would I do something like that? As far as I'm concerned, I'm over you and Rachel. And that mishap with your cousin." "So, you didn't throw the brick through our window?" asked Peter with confusion. "No, I don't know anything about that. Actually, I was hoping we could start over," replied Jason. "It was wrong of me to do that, it was the green monster taking over. I'm actually not that bad of a guy." "Oh, well sure," said Peter. "That sounds great, but I still need to find out who threw that brick through our window." "Oh well, maybe I can help," said Jason. "Really? How?" asked Peter. "Well, I know a few people who are angry with Alex and, or jealous of her." "Really? That's surprising, who?" "Well-" Jason began but the bell interrupted before he could list the names. "I'll come after school, and tell you everything I know. Besides, I'd really like to know that cousin of yours better. She's kinda cute and she has a heck of a right hook!" As he spoke he stole a glance at Alex standing at the doorway with Jan, admiring the green sleeveless mini dress Alex was wearing. "Great legs," he thought to himself. "Sounds great, see you then!" said Peter. He ran over to his sister and cousin. "Well?" Jan asked. "Did you find out?" "It wasn't Jason," Peter replied with a grin. "So, what's so great about that?" Jan asked with a puzzled facial expression. "And how do you know he's not lying?" Alex asked, then taking a bite of his apple. "Well he not only didn't do it, he's over everything that had happened, and so we put everything behind us," Peter replied with the same big grin. "So I repeat, what's so great about that?" Jan asked. "Who else would be so angry with Alex?" "Well, I don't know personally, but Jason knows a few people, he's coming over after school and listing who and why." "That's interesting," Alex said with a shocking facial expression. "I don't know who would be angry with me." "Well, it's only a matter of time till we find out." That same day after school Alex, Peter and Jan walked home with new friend, ex-bully, Jason. They learned his last name is Smith, and he's in the drama club. This surprised Alex, who took him for a typical bonehead jock. Like so many that had teased him back home. "So in study hall I took the liberty to write who would have a problem with Alex and why," said Jason. "And?" Peter asked. "And, I got them all here," Jason replied pulling out a folder with the papers. "Great, we'll look over them at home," said Alex. Back at the house the four went up into Alex's room looking through the papers. Peter and Jan sat on bean bag chairs, on the bed Alex was leaning next to Jason reading his list. "Jerry Richards?" Alex said with surprising reading the title of the paper Jason wrote. "Why would he hate me?" "If I was meant to answer that," Jason began. "I wouldn't have a cramped hand for writing the reason why." "Okay, okay I just, hate reading," Alex said, slapping Jason's thigh. He flirtatiously leaned in closer to Jason; he knew that it was getting Jason turned on. As Alex was reading of the jealousy of Jerry Richards he couldn't help but snicker. "What?" Jan asked leaning into read. "The reason why this kid is jealous of me is because people laugh at my jokes and not his," Alex replied. "What's the big deal on that?" she asked. "Well, maybe if you actually heard his jokes," Alex replied. "Yeah seriously," Jason added. "He's in my Math class he tried telling a joke to a couple people and called him a rip off Alex or saying that Alex is funny, it's actually funnier listening to the put downs than Jerry's jokes." "So Jerry could have done it, because everybody in his Math class likes Alex, and not him," Jan said writing this down at Alex's desk, keeping track on each person. "Right," answered Jason. "Alright, the next kid is Daniel Young," announced Alex. "And what's his deal?" Jan asked. "That he thinks I'm a nerd," said Alex rolling his eyes. "That's not helping us, Jason! You made that up!" "I did not!" Jason laughed. "You don't throw a brick through someone's window for being a nerd," Alex replied. "Yeah and besides, Daniel only eggs nerds' houses," Peter added. "It happened to me last year." "Well Jason doesn't think I'm a nerd, do you Jason?" Alex pouted and crossed his legs, slightly nudging at Jason, who was turning beet red. "Alright so there's no use in adding Daniel Young," Jan interrupted, breaking the tension. "Next one, Alex." "Uh, Simon McDonnell," Alex read. "That British kid?" Peter asked. "Why does he hate you for?" "I guess because I threatened him for teasing Bobby for being short and Cindy for her lisp. He was being a total creep, tossing his Englishy dry jokes around that I finally had enough from that rich snot nosed preppy English brat and told him off in front of everyone and he literally ran home crying," Alex stated from his memory, not what Jason had wrote. "So, when you punched me, it wasn't the first time?" Jason asked. "No, it was, but punching you wasn't the last time," replied Alex, punching Jason in the arm. Anyway, he slipped on something when he turned to run and his feet flew right out from under him!" Peter began to laugh. "Like in the cartoons." Alex laughed along. "I know, right!" "Hard to believe they're related," Jan said sarcastically. She turned around rolling her eyes at the two and wrote down Simon McDonnell for a suspect. "So it could be Simon, because he's angry for making him look like a fool," Alex said with seriousness. "And don't forget the fact that he hates Americans," added Peter. "Especially goofy Americans like you." "So it could be a very good possibility," said Jason. "Alright, who's next?" Jan asked. "Alright, the last one," stated Alex. "This is Sarah Parker." "Sarah Parker," Jan repeated. "I know her." "Well, Sarah hates me I guess I replaced her spot on the first string for the girls' basketball team," said Alex. "Yeah, like that Warren Mulaney, with Greg. The same situation!" added Peter. "Remember how sore he was with him!" "Of course," Jan said turning around to write her name down. "So basically there are three people here that are probable suspects," said Alex. "I guess were going to all have to confront them," replied Jason. "But how?" Peter asked. "Well, I know Sarah Parker has the biggest crush on Peter," Jan began. "She does?" Peter asked cluelessly. "Yeah, she's always drooling over you in History class," replied Jan. "If you pretended you were interested in her, I bet she'll tell you anything." "But what about Rachel?" Peter asked. "Don't worry, I'll clue Rachel on everything tomorrow," replied Alex. "And what about Simon?" Jan asked. "Well," Alex began. "If Jason pretends to be a hardcore bully again, and tells Simon he won't beat the stuffing out of him if he tells him, then we'd get our answer, and this works out because he's a coward." "I don't think I can do that," Jason began. "I know I came on strong to you guys, but I'm not really-" "You can do it, Jason," said Alex, nudging his shoulder. "After all, you are in the drama club." "True," added Jason, blushing again. "Now what about Jerry Richards?" Peter got a grin on his face. "I have an idea," he said. "I know Jerry has the hots for Jan, and if Jan does what I do to Sarah to Jerry, he's bound to spill the beans." "Oh no, no no, no way!" Jan said. "Jerry is so gross!" "Jan, I thought you'd do this little favor for Alex, I thought Alex was your friend," said Peter. Jan began to feel bad. "I'm sorry." "Don't guilt her Pete," Alex said to Peter. "Guilting people gets you nowhere. You don't have to if you don't want to Jan. Jerry is a coward too so we'll get Jason to do the same thing to him to what he'll do to Simon." "No way," said Jason. "Jerry is in my drama class, he knows that I can't hurt a fly." "Great, now what?" Alex said stumped. "No, I'll do it," said Jan. "I'll do it for the sake of Alex, not Peter's crummy guilting." "Alright, great!" Alex said with a grin. "You all know what to do? By the end of tomorrow, we'll know who busted the window." The next day at school Alex ran up to the side of the school building. He pulled out a walky talky and talked into it. "I spot our first victim, get ready for 'operation: heart throb,'" Jan sighed. "Why do we need these?" she asked Alex through the talky. "People are staring." "That's because you're not in your assigned hidden position soldier," Alex replied through the talky. "Why are you talking that way?" "Never mind, I see Jerry, you know what to do?" "Yes." "Get ready I'll be watching from here, if all else fails, I'm ready with plan B, 'operation: ready with back ups' Cousin Brady, out!" Jan sighed as she put her walky talk back into her bag, she walked up to Jerry Richards. Alex helped her with her outfit this morning, a flirty pleated blue mini skirt and blue sweater over a black and white floral blouse. "Hi Jerry," she said with a grin. "Oh uh, Jan, hi," Jerry said nervously. "So Jerry, I was wondering, if you would like to go out sometime?" Jan asked. After asking this question Jan bit her bottom lip, trying to prevent herself from screaming. "Would I ever!" Jerry exclaimed with excitement. He then cleared his throat trying to remain cool. "I mean, that's groovy." "Far out, but there's one little problem," Jan said turning her back for dramatic effect. "Oh great, drama queen is playing her card," Alex said to himself from his position behind the main building. "What's the problem?" Jerry asked. Jan turned back to Jerry. "Well, a couple of days ago our window got busted, and my parents grounded me because they thought I did it," she replied. "And I didn't do it, the only way that they'll believe me is if they have proof on someone else who did it." "Oh," is all Jerry said. "You don't happen to know anybody who broke the window, do you Jerry?" Meanwhile, back in the school building Peter and Jason were outside the gym doors. Inside is where Sarah Parker is. "Alright Peter, you know the plan?" asked Jason. Peter nodded. "Sure do," he replied. "So you're ready?" Jason asked again. "I guess so," Peter replied with a shrug. Peter walked into the gym towards Sarah. "Hey, Sarah," he called. "Got a moment?" "Peter Brady?" Sarah said with a surprise. "Well nice to see you around here, sure what's up?" "Well, I came down here because," Peter began. "Because..." "Because what, Peter?" Sarah asked. "Because, I always had a secret crush on you," replied Peter. "You do?" she asked, eyes wide with surprise. "Yes, and now that I got that out in the open. I don't want any secrets between you and me anymore," said Peter. "Lets have a clean relationship, starting now. I told you my only secret about you, is there anything you'd like to tell me?" Meanwhile in the halls, after Peter had left for the gym to put Sarah through trial, it was almost time for lunch, and Simon would be getting out of class. Jason looked at his watch. "No time to lose," he said. Simon was putting books into his locker. He closed the door and he saw Jason was standing there. Simon jumped, then cleared his throat, trying not to show any fear. "Ah, Jason, Smith is it? What brings you at my locker?" "You know what," Jason replied. "Not really," said Simon. Then Jason pushed Simon up against the lockers. "So were going to play dumb? Alright, fine, but I'm explain this once, are your ears clean?" "I, I do believe so, y-yes," Simon replied trembling, body against the lockers, at least a few inches off the ground. Jason's firm grip on his coat only a grandfather would wear. "Alright, well the word is that the Brady home has a busted window, someone threw a brick through it. Everyone thinks it's me, I heard that you've been running your mouth blaming it on me. And I'm a thinking you're the one who threw the brick, did you or did you not?" "Jason, may I remind y-" Simon began. But before he could finish the sentence Jason slammed Jason's body, but not enough to hurt him just scare him, into the lockers. "Listen if you lie to me, and I find out you lied to me, then well, you know the rest, don't you?" Jason asked. And Simon slowly nodded. "Good, now let's hear your answer." Meanwhile back at the school yard with Jan and Jerry. "No Jan, I don't, I'm sorry," Jerry replied. "Are you sure, Jerry? If I don't find out now, I'll be grounded longer, which means I won't be able to go out with you," said Jan. "Well, maybe another time Jan, but I don't know anybody, honest," Jerry replied. Jan could see that he wasn't lying. "Okay," Jan said. "Thanks anyway," She walked away and the walky talky in her back pack began to talk. "Jan, come in, what did you find out?" Alex said through Jan's talky. She took out the walky talky and talked into it. "He didn't do it," Jan said into the talky. "He may be lying. Go to Plan B!" Alex's voice was tinny coming through the device. "And what is that?" Jan asked through the talky. "Threaten him and kick him where the sun don't shine!" "Alex!" Meanwhile, back at the gym where Peter is. "Well Peter, there is something I have to tell you too," said Sarah. "Yeah?" Peter asked. "I have a crush on you too," she said. "And?" Peter asked. "And, I have pictures of you in my locker," Sarah replied, with a touch to his elbow. "Oh, really? That's nice," said Peter. Then mumbled under his breath. "Great." "Thanks, I really think you're cute," she said with a giggle getting closer to him, Peter backed away. "Well, isn't there any secret with, you know my family maybe?" Peter asked getting uncomfortable. Sarah thought a minute. "Well, there was this one time I threw a basketball at your cousin's head," she replied. "That's all?" "And the time I cheated off of your sister's test." "And?" "And, that's all." "That's all?" Peter asked. "Nothing to do with our house? Window?" "No, why?" she asked. "No reason," he replied. "So, now that we're both clean, when do we go out?" she asked. "8:00 PM, Pizza Parlor, million years from now," replied Peter. Then he walked out. "Peter Brady you're a jerk! I wouldn't go out with you if you were the last boy on earth!" "I swear! I didn't start the rumor!" cried Simon back at the lockers. Jason holding him at least a few inches from the ground. "Don't lie!" Jason yelled. "You threw the brick, and blamed me, didn't you? Didn't you?!" he slammed Simon into the lockers again. "No! No! I swear! I would never lie to you! Never, never, never!" Simon cried, frightened tears rolled down his cheeks. "If this is about Alex Brady and her family I'll never tease them again, I'll never try to get back at Alex, I'll never make fun of any American again!" Jason let go of Simon and stepped back. "You mean you didn't throw the brick through their window. "Why would I do that?" Simon asked. Wiping his tears away. "To get back at Alex," Jason replied. "I tried getting back at Alex for that before," Stated Simon. "But come on, I'm not that sinister." "Oh well, sorry about all that, buddy," Jason replied wiping of his coat. He patted his back and walked off. Five minutes afterwards, it's time for lunch. And time for the group to report back to their table and share what information they found out about the mystery of the shattered window. "So what did you find out?" Jason asked sitting down. "I got nothing." "We don't either," replied Alex. Peter walked up. "Hey you guys!" he said. "Hey Pete," replied Alex. "What did you find out?" "Sarah didn't do it," replied Peter sitting down at the table. "So, none of three did it?" Alex asked. "But," Jason said with confusion. "But nobody else in the school hates Alex." "You say that like it's a bad thing!" Alex chuckled. "Maybe it's someone out of school, maybe at the elementary school, or high school," said Jan. "But Alex doesn't know many high schoolers, she's only been here a couple of months," stated Peter. "And an elementary schooler, throwing a heavy brick through a window? Get real." "Well, I'm officially stumped," announced Jan. "This would be a whole lot easier if they left their name on the note," said Alex. The next day the kids got out for Thanksgiving break. Peter, Jan and Alex were up in Alex's room still pondering over who could have thrown the brick. "I just don't know who else it could be," said Jan looking through last year's year book. "Maybe it's someone we wouldn't think did it," said Alex from the small powder room as he changed out of his nightgown into a casual sundress. "What do you mean?" asked Jan. "I mean, maybe it's somebody who secretly hates me, but doesn't show it physically. Like for this sort," he walked to a dresser and pulled out the brick with the note. "You still have the note?" Jan asked. "And the brick?" Peter asked with a bit confusion. "Yeah, I figured maybe we could match the handwriting," replied Alex. "Okay good idea," said Peter. "But why do you still have the brick?" "Just in case I need it," replied Alex holding the brick studying it. "You know to throw it in the window of the kid who threw it through our window." Peter and Jan began to laugh. "And we can attach a note saying 'you forgot your brick,'" Alex went on. "As good of an idea that sounds," said Jan a bit sarcastically. "We still don't know who did it." Peter took a good look at the note. "The handwriting looks familiar," he said. "Really?" asked Alex. "Who?" "I can't put my finger on it," replied Peter. An hour later they finally gave up and took a break. Peter went to play some baseball with a group of friends and Jan went to a friends house. Alex was stuck with no one to hangout. But there's six kids in this house, there's got to be someone. Alex walked into the kitchen, he spotted little cousin Bobby she smiled and walked up to him. "Hey, Bobby boy," said Alex as he took a seat next to him. "Hey," he replied back. "Say Bobby, we haven't hung out too much since I've been here," Alex said. "So I was wondering, how about we go get some ice cream, you and me kid." Bobby's face brightened. "Boy, would I! But, how are we going to get there?" "Well, were going to get some good exercise," Alex replied. "Come on, we're walking. Lemme just get my pocketbook." At Driscoll's Ice Cream Parlor it was busier than usual with no school in session. Alex and Bobby sat at the counter. "Boy, Bobby this is your second ice cream cone," said Alex still finishing his first. "You're gonna burn a hole in my pocket." "Oh yeah, thanks for treating me," said Bobby taking a big bite of his cone. "Anything for my favorite little cousin," replied Alex. "But you sure do eat fast," he sucked a drip of ice cream off his fingers. "Yeah," replied Bobby as he took another bite. He squinted and tapped Alex's shoulder. "Hey, isn't that Peter's girlfriend?" he asked pointing. Alex looked up. "Yeah, what's she doing with that guy?" he wondered. "That's what I was thinking," replied Bobby. As Bobby and Alex watched, Rachel appeared to be flirting with this strange boy. "Does Peter know about this?" asked Bobby. "I don't think so," Alex replied. "Lets go bust her in the act!" said Bobby about running up to them, Alex caught his arm. "No, Bobby!" said Alex pulling him back. "She hasn't done anything yet." They watched longer and eventually Rachel was writing something on a napkin and gave it to him. "What do you think that was?" Bobby asked. "Was it her number?" Alex began to get suspicious. "I don't know," she said. After Rachel and the boy were done with their ice creams they got up to leave. The boy giving Rachel his jacket. This shocked both Bobby and Alex. When they went by the counter Bobby and Alex quickly turned to hide their faces, then watched the two walk out to the parking lot. "What was that about?" asked Bobby. "I don't know, but I don't think I like it," Alex replied, returning to his ice as she spotted the napkin Rachel wrote on at the table. "But I may find out," he got up and walked toward the table. He nonchalantly scooped up the napkin and walked back to the table and reviewed it with his younger cousin. "You were right, Bobby," said Alex. "It is a number, and I think it's her number. We better go show Peter." A couple hours later, Alex, Peter and Jan returned to Alex's room to discuss who busted the window. "I just don't understand," said Peter looking at the napkin. At this time Alex felt it was right to tell him what went on in the Ice Cream Parlor. "I thought, that we had a healthy relationship." At this point Bobby was in the room as Alex's witness. "I know this is probably really hard on you," said Alex. "Yeah but, I'm glad you told me," Peter replied. "Peter," said Jan. "Can I see that napkin?" Peter walked over and gave her the napkin. She studied it. A few moments later Jan felt a little unsteady. "Uh, Peter, Alex, you might want to see this," they all rushed over included Bobby to see what was going on. "Rachel's handwriting, it looks exactly like the handwriting from the note with the brick," said Jan. "You don't believe it was really her, do you?" Alex asked. "Well, what I heard from what you and Bobby saw this afternoon, anything's possible." "Oh no," said Peter sadly. He walked over and sat on the bed. "I can't believe this." "I'm so sorry Peter," said Alex sitting next to him on the bed and placing his arm around him. "But the only way to find out is to confront her about it at school next week, but for now just enjoy the thanksgiving week." Peter nodded. It was four days later. The family enjoyed a lavish Thanksgiving dinner; Alice and Carol really outdid themselves. The family were watching the Thanksgiving parade when the doorbell rang. Peter was the closest to the door. "I'll get it," he says. He opens the door and Rachel was standing there. "Happy Thanksgiving, Peter," she said as she plants a kiss on his cheek. Peter stands there, eyes down casting. "What's the matter?" she asked. Peter looks back in the house. He doesn't care what Alex says, he's going to say what he feels. He steps onto the porch and closes the door behind him. "Rachel, we need to talk," said Peter. "Oh?" asked Rachel. "Yeah," replied Peter. "You see, my cousin, Alex and my little brother, Bobby, saw you at the Ice Cream Parlor the other day with a guy." "Oh," was all Rachel said. Continuing to listen as Peter went on. "Yeah, and Alex and Bobby both said it looked like you were flirting with him, and he gave you his jacket and you gave him this," said Peter pulling out the napkin out of his back pocket and giving it to Rachel. "Oh, Peter," Rachel said. "Oh I'm so sorry, let me explain. You see, that was my cousin." "What?" Peter asked with confusion. "My cousin, his name is Eric Thomas he lives in Arizona. I haven't seen him since I was a little kid, when he visited last," Rachel began. "He came here to visit this past last three weeks, that was last day and we wanted to keep in touch so I gave him my number." "So, what about the jacket?" Peter asked. "He saw that I didn't bring a jacket, so on the way there and back he lent me his jacket," Rachel replied. "And I wasn't flirting, I don't know where your cousin got that from, I was just having a good time laughing and playing around that's all." Peter's face brightened. "So wait, what about this?" he asked pulling out the note that was tied to the brick. Rachel paused a moment to read it. "Oh Peter, you wouldn't think I would do this, would you?" "I was hoping you wouldn't, but it looked so familiar with your handwriting." "No, see whoever wrote this letter has a regular y, I curl my y's," Rachel said. "But you wouldn't have known that because there was no y's on the napkin. Oh Peter, I'm so sorry for the confusion." "No," said Peter. "I'm sorry, I should have known better that you wouldn't do such a thing." An hour later Peter explained to the family, who were waiting in anticipation. "So that's the story," said Peter. "It was her cousin." "That's wonderful, Peter," Carol said with delight. "Yeah, I'm so happy, I don't even care that we didn't find out who threw the brick, just as long as she didn't," added Alex. A couple of days later the kids had to go back to school. Peter and Rachel walked to school together hand in hand, happy that their relationship is still healthy. Jan and Alex walked with them laughing and talking with each other. When a kid Alex was unfamiliar with walked up to them. "Hey Brady," he said. "Did you get my note?" Jan looked at the boy with confusion. "Clark?" she asked. "Clark Tyson?" Peter and Alex looked at each other. "Clark Tyson?" they both asked with surprise. "Who's Clark Tyson?" asked Alex. "Clark is the boy I used to have a crush on," Jan replied. "Until he turned into a jerk." "Yeah, and you can stay out of it with your mouth shut," Clark said. "I'm over you now." "Well finally," Jan said giving Clark a dirty look. "Whoa, whoa wait," Alex said waving his hands. "So you threw the brick into our window, telling me to go back to my home?" "That's right," Clark replied. "A kid that I have never met before in my life?" Alex asked. "Well, yeah," replied Clark. Alex looked at him for a few seconds studying him. He shrugged. " 'kay, just checkin'," and began to walk off. "Wait, so you're not gonna do anything about it?" Clark asked with confusion. "That's right," replied Alex. "But, why?" "Because my goal was to find out who did it, not to get revenge," Alex replied. "I mean, now my uncle has to get a new window because of your anger on me for whatever reason and that's pretty low of you. But hey, if you don't care, it isn't going to affect me." "But don't you even wanna ask him why?" Jan asked. Alex shrugged. "All and all it's going to be the same," she said. "Oh yeah?!" Clark asked. "And what is that?" "I don't have an exact scenario, but here's what I do know," Alex began. "For whatever reason I must have ticked you off, but from a distance because I'm pretty sure I never met you before in my life. And now whatever I did to cause you anger, grief or jealousy you get so filled with so much of it you stoop down to that level to actually drive a brick into someone's window and potentially hurt one of my family." As Clark listened as his eyes downcast. "I bet you never thought if it like that, did you?" asked Alex. "Someone could have been in there, maybe one of my little cousins, and your brick could have hit them in the head and badly injured them, or worse." Peter, Jan and Rachel looked at him with a bit of disgust. Even his buddies scurried away. Clark didn't say anything or look up, there was a long pause of silence. When the group was ready to leave, Clark decided to tell them why. "I guess I did it because," he began. Everyone turned around to listen what sorry excuse it was. "I loved you, Jan, and I thought the reason you didn't love me back was because of the new cousin telling you all sorts of bad things about me, and I was trying to scare her away" "No Clark, if you were listening to Alex before you would have heard that she didn't know you before until just now," Jan stated. Clark's sympathy turned to a scowl. "You think your so smart," he said. "This isn't over yet, Brady," he pointed his finger in Alex's face. Alex smirked. "Oh really?" he clutched his fist. Jan shut her eyes tight, this was going to be ugly. But instead of taking a whack at him he released his grip and got in close so that they were so close Clark could smell Alex's strawberry lip gloss. "Listen up, and listen well: if you ever pull a stunt like that again or if you hurt anyone of my family, that goes for Jan, that goes for Peter, Bobby, Cindy, Greg, Marcia, my Uncle Mike and Aunt Carol. This even goes for my friends Rachel and Jason," Alex began. "If you hurt one of them, I will hurt you back, if you run, I will chase after you." "A-are you threatening me?" Clark asked. "Unless you change your ways," Alex replied, and stepped back. "I hope we can become friends," he said patting his shoulder. "Stay away from Jan," and walked off. "I'm not afraid of you Brady! I'm not afraid of no girl!" Clark shouted. "We'll see," Alex shouted back without turning to acknowledge him. "He got over that quickly," Jan said with shock. "Yeah," Peter added. "Alex usually can't stay mad for too long, he's not a grudge holder," he snickered. A few weeks later... Alex woke up to a beautiful day, but he was not happy as he usually would be because today was the day he was leaving. He got out of his bed, his bare feet touching the cold flooring of her attic bedroom. He looked across the room, and saw his bags sitting at the top of the steps and felt tears welling in his eyes. "This maybe the last time I'll see my cousins until graduation," he thought, "and the girls, I was just getting to know them." He hugged himself, his fingers scratching at the silk of his nightgown. There was a knock on the door. "Come in," Alex said in a sad tone. It was Mike. "Just seeing if you're ready, we need to get going in ten minutes," he said. "I'll get dressed really fast and I'll meet you down there, Uncle Mike," Alex said. "Alright, when you're changed, I'll send the boys to help you get your stuff." "Great," Alex thought, "I can't wait." Alex slipped out of the nightgown and into a long shower. He stood under the steaming water for a long time, reminiscing over the last few months that he spent with his extended family. He had a lot of adventures and made some good friends. He was going to miss everyone. He had a floral print pullover dress laid out for the ride home. It was too cheery for how he felt, so he stuffed it in one of his bags. Squatting over one of his suitcases in a white bra and panties he fished out a red polyester skirt and print blouse. He put on the matching jacket and neatly folded the blouse collar over the lapel. Slipping on a pair of red heels he looked at himself in the mirror and exhaled a deep sigh. The boys let themselves in and helped grab the rest of his luggage and threw it in the car. Everyone went to the airport, it took two separate cars because of the luggage. Everyone waited for Alex's parents, but secretly wished they never would come. Their wish obviously did not come true, as Alex's mom and dad were in sight. "Mom! Dad!" Alex yelled walking up to give them each hugs. "Alex! Oh, it's so good to see you!" said Mark. "How was your trip?" Alex asked. "Oh wonderful," Mark replied, "Australia was beautiful! How was your time with your cousins?" "Wonderful," Alex said, "I wish I didn't have to leave." "Well, we should get out here again soon," Mark said. He saw Mike and smiled. "Mike!" "Hey brother," Mike said with a smile, giving his brother a hug. "Carol!" Mark exclaimed, turning to give Carol a hug. "Hey! My favorite nephews!" Mark said waving to Greg, Peter, and Bobby. "Hi Uncle Mark," Greg, Peter, and Bobby said with a fake smile, they weren't so happy to see him this time. And Mark knew why. "Can I just, say goodbye to everyone first?" Alex asked. "Sure, take your time." Mark replied, Alex walked up to Mike first. "Uncle Mike," she began. "You're such a wonderful uncle, my favorite in fact, and my mom has a lot of brothers. And I'm gonna miss you very much, you're real groovy for an older guy." Mike smiled, and chuckled at his twisted compliment. "I'm going to miss you too, Alex." They gave each other a hug and Alex moved to Carol. "Aunt Carol," Alex began, "hey, I called you 'aunt' for the first time. When I met you, I could tell you were a nice, and super cool lady. And even though I've known you for only a short time, I believe you to be my favorite aunt. You were the first person to see me as I really am, and I'll never forget it." Carol chuckled and tears began to well in her eyes, and they began to fall when she embraced her. Alex made her down the line to Greg. "Greg," Alex said, "big cousin Greg, or more like big brother Greg. Because you'll always be like a brother to me. I know I can always rely on you for anything. I'm gonna miss you so so much." "I'll miss you very much, little 'sis'," he said. Alex beamed and let out a quick sob. He moved on down to Peter. "Peter, Peter, Peter," Alex said with a chuckle, "oh the conversations we had, the laughs we shared. The mystery we broke. That was a lot of fun really. You truly are like my blood brother, my twin. I will miss you very much." They embraced. "I'll write you everyday," Peter said, "send pictures and everything, so we still can grow older together." Alex moved to Bobby, and couldn't help but crack up. "Bobby, little c- I'm sorry, little brother Bobby. You always know how to cheer me up, and you play some mean basketball. I'm not sure how much money I lost playing against you. But I have only but ten last words for you, You, me, rematch. Next time. Five bucks. Winner takes all." "Will do," Bobby said with a grin, giving Alex a hug. Alex planted a big kiss on his cheek, leaving a bright red image of his lips. Bobby grimaced and wiped at his cheek. "Yuck!" Everyone laughed, and Alex wiped at his eye. He moved to the girls now, Marcia was first. "Marcia," Alex said with a smile, "beautiful Marcia, so much fun hanging out with you. I only wish we had a little more time to get to know each other. But the time we shared was priceless. I'm gonna miss you, sis." "Oh Alex," Marcia said hugging him, "I'll miss you too." Moving on to Jan, Alex noticed she also had tears in her eyes. "Jan," Alex said, "the first time we met, I felt like we hit it off. We connected with each other so well. I feel like you're the closest I got to during this trip, and we'll be sisters for life. So, keep in touch?" Jan and Alex embraced, "I'll keep in touch, I'll write everyday as well, send pictures, like Peter. I'll miss you so much, you're the coolest cousin ever." Alex then moved to Cindy. "Ah, little Cindy,so full of spunk for a little thing. You're so cute, and smart, awesome and friendly. I liked you from the very beginning. I hope I'm just like you when I grow up," he said, laughing through his tears. "Same here," Cindy said, jumping up to hug Alex. Alex finally moved to Alice. "And last but not least, Alice," said Alex, "you're the coolest and funniest woman I've ever met You always had great advice, and great cookies. I'm gonna miss you as well." Alice was the third person to tear up as she hugged Alex. "Now get out of here!" she said, turning to wipe her eyes. "Ready to go?" Mark asked Alex. Alex looked at the nine people that stood before her, everyone looking at Alex with sad expressions. It made Alex start to tear up, even though he was extremely happy to see his parents, but he didn't have any brothers or sisters. And now he felt that he did, he filled that little emptiness on this trip. But now that emptiness that was filled, it began to drain again, a part of him will always stay with them. And then it dawned on him. Alex shook his head. "No," he said turning to his parents. "No, I'm not." "Well," Mark said, "you have five minutes, so try to be ready before then." "No Dad, I'm saying, if it's okay with Uncle Mike and Aunt Carol, I would like to stay with them, a little longer." "How much longer are you intending to stay?" "Throughout...high school maybe?" Mark and Mike were both left speechless, Carol, Alice, and the kids looked at them with hope. "Well Alex, that's a big decision," Mark said, "and we'll miss you like crazy. I mean, we haven't seen you for almost a whole year." "Well, I can spend summers with you guys," Alex said, "like, this summer. And then I'll go live with them during the school year. I've made so many friends at Fillmore, more friends than in New York, where I only had two." There was a long pause, "All right, as long as you write every day," Mark said with a smile, "if that's okay with you, Mike." "Oh, we'd be more than happy to have him, right gang?" Mike asked, everyone cheered. "I guess it's settled then, everyone would love to have Alex here!" "Alright Alex, come with us this summer, and you can come back during the school year," Mark said. Alex jumped and clapped, it seemed like it everything ended up happily after all. But he never knew he would have such a big impact on everybody. I guess there really is a new Brady in the bunch.