My head was filled with the evil tremor of games.

"Bianca! Bianca!", I heard a shrill voice pierce the air. I smiled to myself. Nico.

"Hi Nico" Nico had cotton candy in his hair and all over his clothes. He was holding a stuffed bear.

"Bianca! I won a stuffed bear", Nico yelled over the loud beating of the music. I smiled warmly. To me Nico could sometimes be a pain in a butt, but he was still my brother, and I loved him.

"Did you name him?", I asked crouching lower to meet my brothers brown gaze.

"Nah huh. But I'll name him Gamey!" I chuckled ruffling my brothers black hair.

"Twenty more minutes till bedtime"

"aww really?"

"Yes Nico" I held tightly onto Nico's hand afraid to let go. All my life it's just been me and Nico. We didn't need parents. Our parents never came for us. All they did was leave us with games, but no love. What scares me is sometimes I get so immersed into a game, I forget my own name! I let go of Nico's olive hand as he hurried to his favorite game: Plants vs Zombies. Well I guess I should find an interesting game as well.

...

We sat in room 517 still discussing our room service orders.

I picked up the small phone dialing the room service code.

"Hello, room service?", a shaky voice asked.

"Yes. This is room 517 and we would like to order a tossed Caesar salad and salmon palate. Hold on one sec", I muttered into the phone. I looked to a screaming Nico who wanted a happy meal. "Excuse me, but do you have happy meals?"

"Yes we do ma'm"

"alright, I'll order one happy meal please"

"okay, thank you miss"

...

I tucked Nico into the one side of the bed, I was the other. Everyday was like this, but I knew one day our fate will change.