An Unpredictable Year (Completed)

Chapter 28

"You guys have got to check this out." Alex says, barging into my living room with Talia beside her.

"Well hello to you too." I say sarcastically.

"Why don't you two come on in?" Michael jokes, Logan, Michael, and I laugh. Talia and Alex just shake their heads.

"You two out." Alex suddenly points  towards the door, giving Michael and Logan both a look.

"Are we being kicked out of our own living room?" Logan asks, looking at Michael, wide eyed.

"I called Kyla this Saturday so get out." She demands, motioning with her head for them to get out. Michael and Logan share a look.

"Sister thief." Michael mutters, as they both exit. Talia and Alex come over and fill the seats that the boys just vacated, putting me in between them.

"So what's so important?" Talia asks, tiredly.

"This show. It's a Netflix original that I found. There's only one episode, but you guys seriously need to check it out." She says, going into my Netflix and starting a show I've never heard of before: Lost and Found Music Studios.

"What's it a-"

"Shhh, just watch." She says, eyes wide, watching the screen intensely, cutting me off.

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"That was..." I trail off, not knowing what to say.

"Amazing." Talia says. All three of us are still watching the screen, despite the fact that it's just showing the details of the show. I feel like I'm in a trance and can't look away.

"Going out." Dylan says, walking into the room. He glances at us, stops, shakes his head, and walks out the door.

"Hello?" Connor calls out, breaking me from my staring contest with the TV. I look over to see Connor walking into the living room.

"Does anyone knock anymore?" I ask, rhetorically. Alex and Talia snap out of their trances and see Connor's here.

"Nope." He says, walking over to the middle of the living room, before falling onto the floor, so that he's sitting on the floor facing us,

"I do believe the doorbell works." I say, looking thoughtful.

"It does, but as you can see, it's never be used." Tyson says, walking through the living room to get to the kitchen.

"Grab me my dill pickle chips while you're in there!" I call to him.

"Why are you here?" Talia asks, looking at Connor confused.

"Thomas is boring." He shrugs.

"There's games in the basement." I state, remembering beating the boys.

"What kind?" He asks.

"Call Of Duty: Black Ops III, Madden NFL 16, Halo 5: Guardians and Battlefield Hardline are the ones that are usually played." Tyson says, coming back into the room, handing me my chips.

"Let's go." He says, pushing himself up off the floor.

"No." Talia whines.

"Go home if you have a problem." I tell her, leading Connor to the basement. Talia and Alex follow behind, grumbling under their breaths. I laugh, before shoving some chips into my mouth.

"Be prepared to die." Connor says, plugging in a game, but I don't pay attention to which one it is.

"Bring it on, loser." I say, grabbing my controller. He grabs the other and the game boots up.