Ian's PoV

I was running, not from anything in particular, just running. I couldn't see what was going on around me; of course, the little I could see suggested that it wasn't in my best interest to look anyways. I was running somewhere I've been before, a house that isn't really a home. I stopped in front of a familiar light yellow house, it screamed happiness, but if you looked at the windows, all you could see was a dark foreboding cloud threatening to break the glass separating you from it. Shivers ran down my spine as I started to cross the road in an attempt to reach the front door, I felt there was something inside that I had to do. Suddenly, my body started flying, pain erupted from my side, someone started screaming, and the house started moving away from me, there was no way for me to get there now.

"WAKE UP!"

My eyes snapped open and I screamed at the ugly face bearing down on me. I felt my body slipping sideways, I screamed and tried to jump but only managed to launch myself sideways more, landing on the table and hearing the sound of cracking wood. I lay there for a second on the broken table before feeling scalding hot liquid on my back

"What the fuck!" I yelled, using my elbows to help thrust myself onto my feet and tearing my shirt off. I looked behind the couch to find my douche bag friend Mike, who was literally rolling on the floor, clutching his stomach from laughing so hard.

"I-I I should have brought the camera!" Mike managed to say between gasps of air.

Mike was going to get it later, he always played these stupid pranks on me and I was getting a little annoyed by it.

"Look what you did!" Ian spat out angrily at Mike. He look around, the couch was overturned, the coffee tables legs were all snapped off, a coffee mug was shattered on the floor and he was covered in coffee.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think this would happen," Mike said while waving his hand around the room, still grinning from ear to ear.

I couldn't help but smile at that stupid grin on my friends face, everyone always thought that he had rocks for brains anyways. I started laughing at the mess and pretty soon, we were both in a hysterical state. After laughing the laughter dies down, we both quickly got to work on cleaning the living room, Mike flipped the couch right side up and carried the table to the alley out back and I got a towel and picked up all the glass shards caught in the rug.

"I never liked that Coffee table my mom bought for me anyways, it was butt ugly," I sighed.

"Well, looks like we need a new one then! How about one made of rubber or diamond so you can't break it anymore," Mike said, poking fun at Ian.

"How about plastic little kid cups for you! I'm pretty sure that wasn't my coffee that got spilled."

"Hey! I didn't expect you to throw yourself at the table!"

Ian was about to respond with a nasty comment when he heard a little voice. "Good morning." He looked over to the sound of the voice and saw Tally sitting at the bottom of the stairs, rubbing sleep out of her eyes, "what's going on here?"

"Vitani!" Mike cries, suddenly jumping up and running to hide behind her, "Save me from this bad man," he dramatically points his finger at me, eyes wide and crazy. Tally giggled and stood up, "He's all yours Ian."

"Traitor!"

I lung towards Mike, reaching out as if about to strangle him. Suddenly, I turned catching Tally in a hug, "Good morning to you as well." I say, smiling at her.

Tally's PoV

"AAAAAAAAH!" I opened my eyes to a loud scream coming from downstairs. Mike, I thought to myself while yanking the covers over my head. A crash suddenly sounded from downstairs with a couple bangs accompanying it. Hysterical laughter followed about a minute later, filling the house with a heart warming feeling.

Mike was the other guy I was pretty close to, not as close as Ian, but still pretty close none the less. Mike had been new to our school when we were 16 and instantly became friends with our group. It's funny, he only became friends with us, because Ian challenged him to an afro contest; they still haven't had a winner yet. He had a crush on me and we dated for about 3 months, but we just weren't suited for a relationship like that. Dating really didn't affect our friendship and now, four years later, we're one of each other's best friends. He and Ian became best buds through their afro's and after high school, were still the best of friends, so they decided to rented a little 2 bedroom house.

Mike is really cool, but can be extremely annoying majority of the time, but his head is more screwed on than either Ian or I's. It's hard to believe that he's the responsible one.

I could hear Ian laughing like a maniac downstairs and decided that I wasn't going to get any more sleep today. I rolled out of Ian's bed and stumbled down the hallway, descending on the stairs. I plopped my body at the bottom step of the stairs and observed the situation.

"Hey! I didn't expect you to throw yourself at the table!"

Ian had a sour look on his face, which looked a little silly to me, "Good morning," I said in a quiet voice, "What's going on here?"

"Vitani!" Mike cried, suddenly jumping up and running to hide behind me, "Save me from this bad man," he dramatically points his finger at Ian, eyes wide and crazy. I giggled and stood up, "He's all yours Ian."

"Traitor!" Mike yelled and Ian started towards him, hands made to go and choke him when suddenly, his arms went around my body.

"Good morning to you as well." He sounded happy and gave me a small smile, but I knew that he really wanted to know what happened last night.