It all started with a video game....

Chapter 1

          * >> 2 Years Back << *

      << Bailey's P.O.V >>

I woke up to the sound of my brother yelling at his video game. Yet again. I don't understand the point of him staying up all night just to shoot people.

I hop out of bed and walked to my brothers room. "Brandon! Can you quiet down? I'm trying to sleep" I say outside his door.

I hear him swearing and come stomping to the door. "Sorry Bails.... This game is just frustrating" He opens the door and let's me inside. I wasn't planning on staying in there but I did.

I was officially wide awake at 4 am. "Wanna play?" Brandon ask sitting down in his chair. I looked at his game then back to him. "I don't know how" I say.

He gets up and grabs another chair and sits it next to his, gesturing me to sit.

"It's easy..." He shows me all the buttons to push and what they do. After a hour of me playing I eventually got the hang of it. My brother starts talking and I look at him confused. He points at the mic he had in his ear.

"Aye, Mikey. Wanna talk to my sis?" He asked whoever he was talking to. I looked at him confused once again as he hands my his mic. I put the mic In my ear and say hello.

"Hello" I heard a voice say. It was a deep thick Australian voice. "Sup?" I say not knowing what else to say. We had a long conversation and he seemed really nice. We talked for at least 2 hours.

I was started to get really tired. Especially since it was 7 in the morning. "I'm going to go to bed Michael. I'll talk to you when I wake up. Goodnight" I say into the mic. He says goodnight to me and I turn off my brothers game system since he was asleep already.

I walk into my room and slowly, but finally, went to sleep.