that one

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"MOM pass me the cereal" my brother screams furiously as my mom starts the dishwasher

GEEZ i can never have peace and quiet in this household, i thought to myself as i held both pillows over my ears

then you know what happens? my 'amazingly sweet and considerate' mother decides to turn on the vacuum cleaner like she hasn't just pissed me off ten minutes ago

ive had enough of this. i've put up with this nonsense for far too long.

i storm angrily downstairs and punctured my fist onto the staircase railing

"do none of you guys understand how to be quiet? let me sleep in peacefully for once. ITS SUMMER BREAK for fucks sake" but i didn't say the last part as i didn't want to get grounded for another two weeks. last week i was grounded for staying up to finish my MATH WORK, so they took all my beloved timothee chalamet posters.

my dad placed his newspaper on the table to grab his coffee like every other white mid forties white man does *rolls eyes*

"yk sweetie u should really consider not being such a moody teenager and actually waking up early like a reasonable human being?"

"dad do u not understand hormones or what?"

his smile fades as my attitude stiffens

i can see my brother start giggling from the corner of my eye so i quickly but sneakily throw him a dirty glance

i start muttering under my breath, "it's not my fault y'all are fucking stupid millennials"

"wtv i'm going to meet jules at the bookstore, she needs new books for her birthday"

"alright, well you better be home before the sun sets" my mom, clearly annoyed says

but by the mention of my best friend jules her face lights up remembering something

"dont forget to tell melanie to come over later, her and i need to discuss some important business"

"uh yea sure wtv"

my mom and jules mom go WAYYY back. ik it sounds super cliche but they were the best of the best friends back in high school which is how me and jules click so easily. they were probably planning something for jules birthday again cos that's what they go all out for every year.

i love my best friend but my mom seems to love her more than she loves me. on my birthday all i got was a card and nothing from my wish list. i'm grateful for everything but honestly damn the effort? it's just not there

i'm so over this family. i went back upstairs, threw on a light sweater, grabbed a cute tote bag to then be stuffed with ten books that need to be returned, my phone and headphones.

ah shit i completely forgot about these as i flipped through the due date of my library books. i should stop by the library after the cafe

i peered over to check the time on my phone to see ten missed calls from my boyfriend blake

oh yikes he's gonna hate me for this one. he's way overprotective and considering he's wayy out of my league, idek why he decided to ask me out, out of all the girls in school

i closed the door behind me as i exited the house to call blake back