Help your siblings

It's an older brother's duty to look out for his siblings and you were going to do just that. Work could wait for now and you collect your stuff and drive to the school.

Your younger brother, Max, was now in his senior year at Oakmount, the same position you were in last year. He looked very similar to you, your brown eyes being the only thing people used to tell the two of you apart. You got the impression from the way things were at home that he was being treated the same way that you were. Your younger sister Grace was entering her freshman year at the high school and you've always feared that she would experience the same treatment. You've always been overprotective of her but since you no longer went to the school there wasn't much you could do. She shares the same brown hair as you but where yours was shorter, hers was long often having to be tied back.

You enter the school gates and go into the school. The first person you see is the school's secretary, Mrs Palmer who was sitting in the secretary's area. Everyone was in lessons meaning the corridor was empty.

"Chris? Is that you?" Mrs Palmer says from her seat. You're flattered that you were recognized but quickly remembered why you were here.

"Yes." You let out a short laugh. "I've come back but I need you to do something for me."

"Oh, and what's that."

"Get my brother and sister out of class. Say it's an emergency and that they need to cone to the front of the school." You see the red gemstone glow and the look in Mrs Palmer's eyes changes.

"Right, I'll go get them at once."