You were a twelve-year-old, a smaller kid. You lived with your parents, Louis and Dann. Plus your five brothers… They were pretty young. Finn was ten, Tyler and Mason were twins, looking the same and even acting the same. They were thirteen. Chase was sixteen, he was hella rude, and Aiden was seventeen. They were all rude as hell, but sometimes nice when they wanted to be.

It was a Friday afternoon, you had been lying on the floor, doing nothing since you had nothing better to do. You were waiting for dinner to be done. Finn was doing his homework for school, getting all pissy because of it. Mason was grounded, Tyler and Chase were battling in a video game, and Aiden was asleep on the couch. Your parents were both in the kitchen, just flirting and cooking.