Bree's POV
I was in my room with my birth family. They were talking to me about the mission! I walked up to my birth-mother, "um.. if I'm gonna help you. I need to talk to my family! They must be worried." I said to her. "Okay! I will get my daughter, your sister; Mckeyla! To drive you." She said to me.. "Um.. no she doesn't have to drive me, I can just do this."I said while I super speed there, grabbed my suitcase and my favourite shirts, pants, skirts, my black leather jacket and my mission suit. I talked to my family.
"What? Why are you leaving?"chase and Donald said to me with this weird tone. "Because, I found out I'm not a Davenport.. I'm gonna help my birth mom and sister on there mission and it will take awhile." I said at them. "Okay Bree! If you trust them, we will trust you.. but Stay safe." Donald said in a worry tone. After that, I super speed back with everything, she was amazed and blowed away.. how fast I am.
I was in my room the whole time.. thinking?
What is this mission?
What does she want me to do?
