Chapter 1

Hey. I'm Aidan. We're going to start this story at the last week of school. Are ex sitter Carissa sent me and my sister Bronwyn a letter saying that her husband Dewayne was in town and that if we wanted to come visit he would pick us up and take us back to Tennessee with him. We were exited at the chance to see Carissa so we agreed.

The week flew by and before we knew it, we were in Dewayne's white truck on our way to Nashville Tennessee. It was a long ride but we made it, thank god for alphabet game.

"So, are you kids excited?" Dewayne asked hesitantly, we didn't really know him all that well so the ride had been awkward. "Umm yeah!" I said as my sister politely said "Of course." With a smile and small nod.

"Well were almost there." Dewayne looked relieved and I had a feeling it was because of my sisters extensive singing of every Brittany Spears song that came on. But I don't think that was the reason he turned off the radio. I think he did that because I sang I'm a Korean when I've got a feeling by the black eyed peas came on.

In ten minutes, (after he told us we were almost there) we pulled into a suburb. "You guys live in a suburb?" I cried, it looked like someone had hit the copy and paste button over thirty times. "Yeah." Dewayne sighed. "Wasn't our best choice, but it was necessary."

"What do you mean by Necessary?" Bronwyn asked curiously.

Dewayne didn't answer; instead, he pulled into the driveway of a special white copy (instead of the original brown) and said, "Were here"

"Finally." I yelled jumping out of the truck. "So when's dinner?" My sister looked as if she was going to scold me, but luckily Carissa ran out as she was about to open her mouth. "Carissa!" She yelled and ran to give her a hug.

"Oh, it's been so long since I've seen you." Carissa cried returning her hug and then went to give me one. "Come here Aidan." She said stretching her arms out towards me.

"I don't think so." I backed up away from her. "I don't do the whole hug thing."

"Awe well." Carissa put her arms down. "It was worth a try. Now let's get your stuff inside, then you can wash up and I'll get dinner on the table."

We grabbed our bags from the truck. I had brought a backpack instead of my sisters four. I never understood why girls needed so many things. She said it was because we were going to be here for at least a month, I still didn't get it.

There were two different sleeping options. One was the guest bedroom and the other was the pull down bed in the basement. I choose the basement because it would be way cooler than some lame guest bedroom. My sister agreed to the arrangements and we separated to get settled.

The basement was cold but it had a T.V. so I was set. I unpacked my clothes and stuff on to the floor. It looked great… to me.

Dinner was weird. We had tofu fried with snow peas and noodles in a teriyaki sauce. It was okay. I guess. You could see my sisters face scrunch up as she tried some, but to be polite she ate it and had seconds. She was not going to sleep well tonight. He he he.

After dinner Bronwyn tried to get them to do karaoke. They didn't, but that didn't stop her from doing it. I went down stairs and tried to pull down my bed. Dewayne explained to me that I had to pull the second lever to make it come down. Or was it the first lever. Second guessing my self I pulled the first lever, and guess what, the whole wall came down. My first thought was " Oh shit, I'm dead." But then I noticed the wall didn't come down. It was an opening to a small room.

Can you guess what was inside? It was filled with tons of different guns. No way, why would Dewayne have all these. I instantly ran upstairs and demanded an answer. " Dewayne! Where did you get all those awesome guns?"

My sister stopped singing. " Ignore him, he has mental problems."

" I'm NOT Kidding!" I Yelled. " and I do not have mental problems. I will prove it to you." I grabbed my sisters arm and pulled her down the stairs, Carissa and Dewayne following close behind.

The extra room was still open when we got back down. My sisters eyes widened as she saw it. " Wow, planning for world war three much?"

" I had no Idea this was here." Dewayne said unconvincingly shocked. Carissa shook her head almost in a disappointed way. " I knew this house was different." He added.

" And you didn't get that from the color." Bronwyn smirked.

" Well it's been a long day." Carissa closed the wall. " Time for bed."

" Aww man." I cried. " How come?"

" So you guys can get up early and come with me into town."

" Cool." Bronwyn said and made her way upstairs.

I sulked downstairs and jumped onto my bed. They thought I would go to bed but I had different plans.

Around midnight I snuck upstairs and into kitchen and got me a bowl of frosted flakes. As I ate the bowl I heard foot steps coming so I hid in the pantry. A light flicked on and Carissa and Dewayne entered.

" Maybe we were wrong to invite them down here." Carissa said.

" It will be fine as long as they never find out." Dewayne mumbled. " Can we go back to bed?"

" No, lets get some food." Carissa walked over to the fridge. " We might have to leave early in the morning."

" Do we have frosted flakes?" Dewayne asked.

" I don't know let me look in the pantry."

" Shit! Shit! Shit!" I thought to myself as I smacked my head.

They started walking toward the pantry. I was so F'in screwed. God, what to do, what to do.

Then miraculously the phone rang. Oh damn that was close. I opened the pantry door and crept toward the stairs. Before I went up I stopped. I wasn't sure what made me stop, but after I did I couldn't help but over hear Dewayne.

"Cant it just wait until mourning." He complained. "Oh, it's a code red." He paused for a few seconds. "I'll get right on it." Then just as fast as he hung up the phone I ran upstairs.