Prologue
It was dark. Being with their newly born daughter put hope in their hearts.
"Do you think they will be able to save him?" the worried mother asked her husband.
The baby girl was not the only child that had been born to Christina and Todd Johnson. That night, another child - a boy - had blessed the Johnson's. His lungs weren't working like they were supposed to. The doctors were trying their hardest to save the baby boy.
"Christina and Todd Johnson?" a doctor called. The Johnson's got up and walked towards the doctor.
"Your little boy didn't make it. I'm very sorry." the doctor said. He waited to see if the Johnson's wanted to see the baby. Todd nodded his head yes. As they walked into the room, the baby girl woke up. Todd held the little girl and showed her her dead brother.
"Todd?" Christina said. "Are we going to tell her that she had a twin brother?" Christina asked Todd as she gestured to the now-sleeping baby. Todd shook his head.
"Hope." he said. Christina looked at him questioningly. "Hope." he said again,pointing at the baby girl.
"Hope Johnson. I like it. Welcome to the family Hope."
Chapter 1
"Hope Johnson. You will be partnered with Katie Wilson." Mrs. Erikson said. "Yes!" Katie shouted. 13 year old Hope sighed.
"Mrs. Erickson? Can I have a new partner? Please!" Hope said, joking with Katie and the teacher.
"I'm afraid that you are stuck with the partner you have Hope. I'm also afraid for your grade." Mrs. Erikson said, part playing along and part serious.
" This is going to be the best project ever! Hope said, high fiving her friend.
" Class listen up! For this project, you have to make a family tree. Your partner's are to help find information and to help decorate. I also gave you partner's so that you can find out about your family tree and someone else's." Mrs. Erikson explained.This information would have been good for Katie and Hope to know, but they weren't exactly listening.
"My mom has a copy of our family tree in our laundry room." Katie said.
" Why would your mom have a copy of your family tree in your laundry room?"Hope asked her friend.
" My uncle sells laundry stuff. Washers, dryers, the works." Katie replied.
"Of course he does. Your Mom's side of the family is on the, unique side, as some might say. Others would call it weird,interesting, strange, queer, or awkward." Hope said to Katie.
"You definitely have a way with words Hope. Others would call you a nerd, a geek, or just plain old smart." Katie said with a competitive tone.
" Hope! Katie! Did you hear a single word I just said?" Mrs. Erikson said, drawing attention to the girls.
"Well Mrs. Erikson, I didn't hear you because our dear friend Katie here was talking. Could you repeat that?"Hope said confidently.
"Hallway Hope. Now." Mrs. Erikson said firmly.
Dragging her feet, Hope walked out the door and sat by a row of lockers. She wasn't the only one "sentenced" to the hallway. Duncan, a boy from her social studies class last year, was also there.
"Hey Duncan." she said to the boy across the hall.
" Hi Hope." Duncan replied. "What did you do this time?" he asked.
"Katie was talking and I was the one who got kicked out of class." Hope said.
"I'm sure it was all Katie's fault." Duncan said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"What brings you out here on this fine day?" Hope said with a British accent.
"Class work. All I was doing was finishing the worksheet, and Mrs. Tunly yelled at me for speeding up ahead of the class. She sent me out here with another worksheet and nothing to write against." Duncan said, with mock sincerity.
At that time, one of the eighth grade science room doors opened and two laughing eighth graders walked out.
"Oh hi Hope!" Matt said, with a fake girlish, flirty tone
"Hi Matt. Hi Justin." Hope said to the idiotic eighth graders.
"What did you do?" Justin asked, smirking. Duncan looked at the eighth graders and then at Hope. he shrugged, and continued working. Matt smiled and looked at Hope, waiting for an answer to Justin's question.
" I was talking during class. What about you two?" Hope asked.
"Justin here, decided it might be funny to dump the bowl of cheerios on the floor infront of me." Matt said.
" Lemme guess; you walked over them and got cheerio dust all over." Hope concluded.
" I think your story is a little bit more interesting than ours. Well, not more interesting, but more, usual." Justin said.
" I leapt out of the way and made an outstanding jump-" Matt said before Justin interrupted him.
" You call that outstanding?" Justin smirked, and shoved Matt.
" If you had let me finish, I would have explained. So, I made a somewhat outstanding jump, and landed on my agenda. Which, of course, slipped out from under me and I fell flat on the cheerios." Matt concluded.
" But that wasn't all." Justin said. " The agenda shot out from under him, and flew into our teacher, Mrs. Smith. The impact made a loud slapping sound and everything got dead silent. Then, everyone burst out laughing and Mrs. Smith sent Matt and me out here." Justin finished, with a huge smile on his face.
" I applaud you for attempting to make that story interesting. But coming from you two, it sounds boring." Hope said flatly.
"Who asked you what you thought about our story?" Justin asked.
At that time, Mr. Boger, the vice principal, walked up to the four kids.
"Hope, Justin, and Matt. i need to see the three of you in my office. NOW!" the bald vice principal said, walking into Mrs. Erikson's room.
" Good luck." Duncan said to Hope, with a weak smile.
"Thanks." Hope said. I'm going to need it. Hope thought, and walked in the direction of the vice principal's office.
