Kaz's POV.
"Uggh!" I yelled furiously as I erased the math problem I had been working on for the fifth time. "Well, sixth time's the charm." I muttered to myself as I started again just as I heard the door open and saw Bree holding a few bags.
"Hey Kaz." She smiled as she started putting up the groceries before she looked down at what I was doing. "How's the homework coming?"
Not wanting her to get mad, I lied and said it was going fine.
"You sure?" She asked.
"Yeah. Sure. Could you leave please? I have to focus on my...mathy stuff." I explained, making her laugh sympathetically as she sat down beside me.
"Don't lie to me, Kazzy. I don't wanna have to force it out of you." She sighed, starting to go from Bree to Mama Bree.
"I'm having a tiny bit of trouble with my math." I explained as she looked at what I was doing.
"Ok, this is actually fun when you get used to it." She smiled.
"Are you sure? I've never heard "math" and "fun" in the same sentence unless it was from Oliver or Chase." He explained.
"Don't worry, this is actually fun." She assured.
"Fine, but I still have my doubts." I sighed.
"Oh hush you." She laughed as we started.
-Time skip-
"So if the number is 378, is it closer to 370 or 380?" She asked.
"3...80?" He guessed.
"Yep! And if the other number is 8956, is it closer to 9000 or 8000?"
"9000, right?"
"Yeah! Now you add the two. 380 + 9000 equals...?"
"9380!"
"Good job Kaz! Now you' have to add the original numbers and see how close it was."
"378 + 8956 equals...9334!" I yelled happily.
"Yep! Good job!" Bree praised as she kissed my cheek.
Then Skylar, Oliver and Chase came downstairs.
"What's going on down here?" Skylar asked.
"I did my homework and didn't get a single problem wrong." I announced, making Oliver and Chase burst into laughter.
Bree glared at them and warned.
"Boys, be nice to him or I will send you to bed early without any dinner."
Oliver and Chase straightened up after that, knowing she was making dinner and almost everything she made was delicious (with the exception of the stew she made that one time, but that's a story for a different day) and Chase grabbed my paper from me, showing Oliver as their mouths went wide open, making Bree and I smirk before he handed it back.
"How did you get all of that right? Normally you don't care about bad grades." Oliver explained.
"I had a little persuasion." I told them as I put my arm around Bree.
-Two weeks later-
Bree had been helping me with my homework for awhile, and soon I found out how much it would pay off.
"Bree! Bree! Bree!" I yelled as soon as I ran into the building, Chase, Oliver and Skylar all gasping for air from behind me.
Bree stood up from her magazine and came over to us.
"What's wrong? None of you are hurt, are you?" She asked.
"No, thank goodness, but check out what I got on my math quiz!" I yelled, showing her the paper.
She looked and had the same reaction I had, surprised but happy, when I saw the B+ on my paper.
"Congratulations Kaz! We should have a celebration!" She yelled happily as she hugged me.
"With cake?" I asked excitedly.
"Your favorite." She smiled as she kissed my cheek before suggesting Oliver, Skylar and Chase go and pick up the cake.
"Kaz?" She asked as soon as they left.
"Yes?"
"If you EVER need any help with anything, let me know, ok? Don't try and hide it."
"Copy that, mama." I laughed as she hugged me tightly.