As I sat down with my back up against a tree and my laptop resting on my legs I put on my new headphones and listened to the playlist that I created over the weekend.
It started off with She's Kinda Hot, my new favorite song from the aussie band 5 Seconds of Summer. By the end of the song I was Singing along, not too loudly though because my neighbors were outside as well and they most likely didn't want to hear something that sounded like a dying cat.
"WE'RE THE KINGS AND THE QUEENS OF THE NEW BROKEN SCENE BUT WE'RE ALRIGHT THOUGH!"
Ok, so maybe I was singing kinda loud, and my guess is that the neighbors did hear because I was getting some pretty nasty stares through our hedge fence.
As I looked up my mother was standing on the patio leaned up against the post. I took my headphones off and put them around my neck.
"What are you doing Tatum?" She asked while walking down the steps to get to where I was sitting.
"Oh you know, the usual, watching porn and looking up peoples nudes." I said casually while showing the glimpse of a smirk.
"Ah Tates you are too cute, now what are you really doing?" She added.
"Making a new playlist." I said.
"Haven't you done that enough? You know you need to do something real with your life, you can't just be making new playlists all the time. You are 16 get a job, do something, productive with your life." She half yelled, half told me.
"Well good frickin morning to you too. Maybe I will get a job and do something 'productive' with my life." I yelled back at her.
"Tatum Claire! Don't you use that language. I may tolerate lots of things, but swearing is not one of them. Have a good rest of the day Tates, but don't come crawling to me until you have a job. You understand?"
I sighed and replied, "I suppose.
