You lived next door to your best friend, Logan. She had been your best friend since as long as you could remember. Your families were super close so you always went on trips together and spent holidays together. She was the sweetest person you knew. Her way way older brother by a lot of years, Bucky, was a complete mess. He was rude, grumpy, unpleasant and sometimes aggressive. You never got along well. Whenever you were in the same room hell broke loose, so you typically avoided each other. One day you were walking over to their house to hangout with Logan. Bucky was outside in the front yard working out. Sweat was running down his face. He was the hottest guy in the neighborhood but you and Logan always joked about how you would feel bad for any girl who actually got with him. He glared at you and went back to doing sit ups. You knocked once. No answer. Again. Nothing.

"She's not home." he said grumpily.