16- Where's My Epic Background Music?

                                    

                                          
Allie's Pov:
As I climbed the ladder up, I heard Daisy shriek.
"What? What is it?" I climbed faster. I rushed through the open door of our treehouse to see Daisy standing with her mouth open in front of a giant, elephant sized ping pong table.
"You guys!" To say I was ticked off was an under statement. "We already have darts! What more do you want?"
"We're not gonna have room to put the lockers in now!" Which you still need to get, Daisy, I thought.
At this comment she made the boys started cracking up even more. "See? I told you!" Joe said, his hand on Ben's shoulder as he supported himself to not fall.
"This is not okay, y'all."
Ben came over. "Calm down, Allie. It's collapsable. You can fold it into a little square the size of a suitcase and put it in the corner, see?" He showcased the mechanism as he spoke.
"Is that how you guys get it up here then?" Daisy was as curious as I was.
Joe put his hand behind his neck and avoided eye contact. "No. Even collapsed, it was still to big. We, uh, deconstructed it. Carried the parts up and put it back together."
Daisy chuckled. "You dorks. You dumb dorks."
Looking around, I realized I hadn't been up here in a while because I didn't notice the other new addition. "Daisy! When did that get here? Did you make that?"
She smiled sheepishly. "Yeah. I made it with Mr. Banks." 
"I can't believe you made that birdhouse! It's so intricate!" It seriously looked like a mini house for birds.
We sat around inside as we most often did nowadays, except now we had the added addition of ping pong. Once we started playing some rounds, I had to admit it wasn't too bad having it here. It was actually pretty fun. I don't think I minded it being here so much.
After a while though, it got pretty hot and I was ready for my air conditioned house. Especially since my brother would be leaving for his junior year of college soon, I didn't have much time left with him.
Nick was my only sibling, so we had always been pretty close. It was kind of hard to adjust when he graduated and lived at college, but I managed. This summer had been way busier than I expected, so I had been pretty preoccupied and hadn't spent a lot of time with him.
I opened the door, ready for a match of chess where I'd get ahead of his score. I opened the door, prepared to conquer. "Nick, don't you dare hide! I'm beating you this time!" Yeah, I know. Outside, I'm a pretty quiet person. At home, I'm the most abrasive, annoying younger sibling you'll ever meet. "Where are you aaaaAaAAAAHHHHHH!!"
My annoyance of a brother jumped out from behind the door, scaring me. One of his favorite hobbies. 
"Nick! I told you not to hide!"
"You told me not to hide from playing chess!" The blond, curly mass on his head bobbed as he laughed at me. Not the moment; me. 
"Come here, you little twerp!" He started running up the stairs, me on his heels. He was not gonna get away with this.

Ben's Pov:
Thursday nights had quickly become my favorite night of the week. Colombano came each week, and since then a few others had trickled in as well. Our group now contained six people, including me. 
Grandma Knox started coming, which was very nice. A middle-aged lady, millennial looking (somewhere in her thirties or forties), always showed up twenty or so minutes late, so she wasn't here yet. There was a grandma and granddaughter pair who showed up five minutes early, contrarily.