Cloudy With A Chance Of Crazy

December 25, 2013

December 25, 2013

Merry Christmas everybody! I am here to make your Christmas better! But, sadly my parents must hate me because they got my betraying sister One....One....Direction....tickets. Yes, tickets as in more than one!  *faint*

But, I did get this cool black leather jacket, money, and black converse from *whispers dramatically* the slip-on collection.

But, guess what's even worse? I have to take her! Whyyyyyyyy cruel world, whyyyyyyyyyy?????? My mom just told me to shut up and deal with it. -.- bitch.

So, I can tell you what I'm supposed to say.

Flashback - 2 years ago.

"Mum! Do, I have to do this?" I beg. She just glares at me and smacks on her gum.

"Yes, you do. Now get your ass up in your room and get ready." I secretly glare at her turned back and flip her off, before heading to my room. I open the violet colored door and walking in, slamming the door, showing my anger and I plop on my bed, huffing and crossing my arm angrily.

"Stupid mother, stupid dates, stupid money." I grumble under my breathe, heading to my closet and pulling out a red strapless dress and my collarless black leather coat and my red converses. I hate heels.

I strip, leaving on my undergarments and slip the dress on with the coat and my converses. I head to my vanity. Feeling lazy, I just put on some red lipstick, black eyeliner and mascara. I leave my hair in it's curly wildness. Or, as I call it, sexy wild curls.

I grab my old phone and slip it in the coat pocket, before heading out of my room and slowly trudging down the stairs to my doom. There my mother is standing with five blokes behind her 'mingling'. I clear my throat and all eyes are on me. I awkwardly smile and motion my mother closer. When she is close enough I grab her arm.

"Are you serious, there. are. five. of. them," I speak slowly for dramatic effect. She just ignores me and fixes my hair. I remove her hands from my precious curls and push her away from me. "I'm not kidding mom! This should be illegal!"

"Now, now, Erin Thea Roseblood! You will go out there and talk to those nice boys!" She speaks through her teeth. I groan and stomp away, not before turning around.

"I don't want a boy or five for that matter, mother! I don't need a boy or man to be happy! I don't need anybody." And with those words, I stomped out of the room and slammed the door, only to come out to face five ridiculously handsome boys.

"Hi. You may go now," I show them to the door, but they don't budge. I clear my throat and they all turn to face me. "You clearly don't know the meaning of the words goodbye, so buh-bye now."

A chuckle sounds out from the curly-haired boy in the group. I raise an eyebrow as he walks in front of me with a smirk on his face.

"Listen here, babe. We aren't going anywhere, so you might as well get used to it. We clearly don't want to be here as much as you do, but we sure as hell need the money, so listen here bitch, do whatever the hell we want and everything will be fine." He spits venomously, leaving me shocked. Excuse me?

"Excuse me, bitch? But, uh, you and neither one of your lil' punks gonna come up in my house and tell me what to do, cuz if y'all think y'all gonna come in here and tell me what to do, you can get to stepping." I point to the door smirking. He scoffs and leaves the house, his little minions following. Erin -1,000. Unknown douches - 0.

Flashback Ended.

I remember that day like yesterday, but I'm so glad that the concert is next month, but the horrible thing is...she got VIP tickets. Oh lord, help me.

~ Erin :3

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a/n: Merry Christmas! Sorry, if it shows up the next day because my internet is sucky, sigh. But, I did get what Erin got for Christmas plus money and some more clothes! I love clothes. and money, but clothes a little more.

Bye and have a happy holiday. :)