You live in a quaint house with your family in Louisiana. You awoke to commotion downstairs, groggily sitting up as you rub your eyes. Looking around the small room you shared with Zoe, your sister and Eva, a young girl. She wasn't your sister but someone your dad, Jack Baker took in after finding her in the rain outside. As if there weren't already Zoe, Lucas and you. Lucas was your annoying brother, Zoe was your sister, you were the oldest among them. Then Lucas, then came Zoe and Eva. Your mother was Margarite, she was in her late fourty's having to raise three children was trouble some, its really taken a toll on her. Though your mom is nice if you don't provoke her, your dad on the other hand was also nice, Jack adored you and Zoe. Jack Was a bit strict towards Lucas but nothing too bad. Get down here now! Ah yes, your mother's booming voice shouting for you as if you had done something bad was definitely the first thing you wanted to hear when you first woke up, you immediately charge downstairs and into the kitchen. Seeing Margarite cooking food, your uncle Joe was coming over today and she wanted to make sure everything was perfect. Lucas was still in his room, Zoe and Eva were eating breakfast still while your dad is probably outside to get stuff that your mom needed to cook. Why are you the only one that has to accompany her in preparing the feast for your uncle's arrival? So unfair.