Ah the Mendenhalls. Truly, a prestigious and well respected family. They had the oldest, Michael Jr, a skilled lacrosse player. Maitland, a up and coming model (my hc) from Mr. Mendenhalls first marriage. And their youngest, Corbin, a complete genius.

Oh- And they had you I suppose. The awkward, skill-less, sad middle child. You spent your days either being forgotten by your family (except for Molly, the family Nandroid), in the garden, or playing with your families two Dobermans, Packer and Brutus.

Today was no different then any day.. you were forgotten about everyone except for Molly as she brought your breakfast to your room.

“ Good morning- I brought you breakfast. Pancakes and sausage, I know they’re your favorite.. “

She gave you a loving and sympathetic smile, handing you the tray.