Silence echoed threw the Chosen household as sunlight shimmered threw the windows. It was early in the morning and as usual no one was awake. Or no one was supposed to be awake. However in the kitchen stood the sleepy twenty-two year old Amber Nicollet (cousin to the Chosen’s). Her vibrant red hair was up in a messy bun and she was holding a cup of coffee. She was wearing black sweat pants and an orange top. It was 9 in the morning and Amber still didn’t know how she was going to handle all the “kids” (a lot of them teens) that were coming later on, and she was suppose to be in charge. Not really paying attention Amber didn’t notice someone enter the kitchen.

“Day dreaming Ams?” A voice asked. Turning her head Amber nodded at the person who addressed her. “Nah…just thinking TyTy.” She answered with a warm smile then took a sip of the coffee.

Shrugging at his cousin Tyson Chosen walked over to the table and sat down. He was wearing a gray sweater and jeans. It was a mystery how Tyson was wearing a sweater in such hot weather, but that’s how he was. He had been up for two hours now. It didn’t surprise the 18 year old that his sister and bother were still sleeping; they both had went to bed really late the other night getting things ready. His ice blue eyes scanned the kitchen and rested on his cousin. “Are you still sleepy?” Tyson asked slowly. Watching as Amber nodded her head Tyson sighed. “Alright I’ll be right back.” Standing up Tyson ran out of the kitchen in no time at all her came running back in with something behind his back.

“What do you have there?” Amber asked slowly eyeing his hand. Tyson had just “come back” from his seven year absence two months ago and no matter how much he changed he was still the same person. Still “shifty” Tyty. Which meant; he was up to something.

“Ohhh nothing…you know…just…something.” Tyson replied with a grin then a loud noise rang threw the house. Then before his cousin could do something he ran out. He was sure he’d be back in a few minutes butttt running out was fun.

“TYSON!” Amber yelled laughing. That guy was impossible ringing an air horn threw the house with sleeping children.

Upstairs in one of the bedrooms a 7 year old boy with long blonde was sleeping peacefully until her heard a loud nose like a horn. He didn’t even have to think who did it. “Stupid, Tyson.” Legend muttered rubbing his eyes. Opening his eyes he blinked for a few seconds. It took him a while to remember that he was in fact in his room; and that it had been altered for the guests that were arriving later that day. Rolling out of the bed Legend rubbed his eyes again. The young boy could tell that it was early; just by the fact that he was tired.

Walking over to his closet Legend looked for what to wear. He had to find the perfect “bugging friends” outfit. Taking out a black pair cargo pants (that were too long for him) a white long sleeve shirt and a red t-shirt that said “Mistakes are made by people like you…that must suck”. Legend closed his closet and walked out of his room toward the bathroom. Thirty minutes later he appeared out of the washroom wearing the clothes he has picked out and his trademark goggles around his neck. Running downstairs Legend quietly put on his favorite red and black running shoes and ran into the kitchen. The first thing he noticed was his cousin Amber hitting his “brother” on the head with a notebook. “Hi Amber.” Legend said with a bright smile. “Tyson.” He muttered smile slightly fading.

As Legend entered the kitchen Amber stopped hitting Tyson. The guy was such a prat, but she still loved him. “Hey Legend. Let me guess someone woke you up huh?” She said with a small laugh. She was basically wide awake now, who would have thought that Tyson’s weird tactics would have worked.

“Yeah but it’s all right.” Legend said walking over to fridge and took out an apple. “I’m ‘oing foutside, woont issh mew oww muck.” Legend said after taking a bite of the apple. The he ran out of the kitchen toward the front door. Opening the door and stepping outside and sat down on one of the steps still eating. He couldn’t stay inside waiting for people to arrive, it was just too boring.

Back upstairs 15 year old Alexis Chosen was looking around her room. She had been the last person to wake up in the house; but that wasn’t a surprise. Today however she hadn’t been woken up by the usually knock on her door, or even all the noise Tyson made before 11 o’clock; she had been woken up by that pup of hers barking in her ear. “Now I know how my friends feel when I always scare them.” Alexis muttered looking under her bed for the golden retriever. He had ran off soon after she had woken up. Yawning Alexis stopped looking for the puppy and began to make her bed. There was no pointing trying to find him. With 16 extra beds in the room he could be hiding under any one of them.

Exiting her room to go to the bathroom, Alexis appeared some time later her hair in it’s usually ponytail and she had changed into a lime green hoodie and jeans. Running into the kitchen she gave a quick wave to everyone that was in there. “Hi, hi good morning. I know people are coming today. Ok and I’ll eat breakfast later when its lunch but first I gotta find TK okay? Bye!” She said and rushed back out of the kitchen. It was time to search for that dog.