The seekers - magicians and magic

Im mad here, im mad there, im mad everywhere

      AAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!!!! Why!?! Why me? Why do THEY have to stay here. More importantly, why do they have to be in MY room? 
      You probably have no idea what I'm talking about. Actually, you have NO idea what one talking about.
     You remember James and Charles, right? Well even if you didn't remember, I won't explain who they are. I'm too tired to deal with that. So just go read the last entry.
      Anyways, my mom apparently decided that it would be the greatest idea to let them stay at our house and sleep in my room.
       "BUT M-" I started but my mom cut me off "no buts Daniel. You know the rules, treat the guest nicely and give them good treatment." I sighed. I couldn't believe it! My mom, MY OWN MOM! Leaves me with these 2 fuckers. I couldn't believe it.
     And so, we continued the night as normal. I waited for my mom to finish cooking as I watched the show the 2 fags were watching.
    When she was done, I discovered she didn't make me the spaghetti I wanted. She made some fried fish and chicken. I hated fried fish, and I didn't like chicken unless it was fried.
     "Mom, why is it chicken and fried fish?" I whined. "Because, the guests wanted it." She replied with a slight irritation in her voice.
      I could tell that she was trying her best not to get mad at me. I didn't care about the guests though. I was annoyed that the 2 fuckers destroyed the dinner my mom planned for me. I locked up my feelings about them and said in my calmest voice I could muster through my clenched teeth "oh ok."
     I looked up at them and glared. I haven't met somebody I just met and hated them this much, I guess their the first.
       After dinner, I went to wash the dishes and went upstairs to take a bath. After that, I went on my iPad to play some clash royal or whatever was on my iPad. This went on for about 3 hours, just playing or watching YouTube on my iPad. Soon it was time for bed. I looked up at the clock and saw it was 11:30 pm.
     I heard feet coming up the stair and looked over my shoulder. I saw Charles and James not far behind. "Oh, your still awake kid?" Charles asked sleepily. "Daniel not KID. I'm not a soul eater character and yes I'm awake as you can see" I snapped back.
    Charles not fazed by my rude behavior but James glared at me, like he was looking at my soul. I quickly got up and headed for my room. Charles and James right behind me.
     Fuck! Why couldn't they stay at the guest bedroom? We had 2 of those, so why my room?' I thought. Whatever reason it was, it HAD to be good.
     I opened my door and flipped on my bed, face down on my pillow. "Um... one question ki- Daniel, where do we sleep?" I heard Charles ask.                                                                                                        "figure it out yourselves" I said muffled by the pillow "just tell us where to stupid sleeping bag is" an unfamiliar voice said.                                                                                                                                                   I looked over to see James looking like he had run out of patience. "now, now James. Have some patience why don't you? look Daniel we just want the sleeping bags please." Charles said in his try-to-be-calm voice.                                                                                                                                                     "the sleeping bags are in the closet" I replied as i pointed to my closet and put my head back down on the pillows. I heard rustling in my closet and Charles and James' conversation but i was too tired to even care about what they were saying. Next thing I knew, I was drifting into sleep...