All Started With a Hoodie

Hoodie Is A New Name For Drugs

I soon open the house entrance door and find the inside trashed with soda cans everywhere and decoration papers. Teens dancing to some loud music and some making out on the stairs. I see no trace of Stacy..only some teenagers being crazy and stupid.

I shift my gaze to the stairs and apparently some are making babies. Gosh I'm with my parents..at least get a room...

My mom puts her hand over her mouth and gets inside taking all of it in. My dad goes and pats her on the back, while me on the other hand is extremely impressed with how Stacy threw this party in just one day...in our house and she has like fifty million people in here, if it was me the only people who would've come would be Kylie, and probably some elderlies... Don't ask me how they find out about the party...

"I wonder where she and her dog is..." I say and my dad  gives me a confused look.

"Dog?..she has a dog.." My dad asks.

"No..she has a chicken as a pet" I shrug

"Then why did you say dog"

"Because she named her chicken dog" I say as a matter of fact and he just scratches his head with a confused look "huh"

"I know..wow Stacy just owned herself a huge ticket for people who throw best parties..." I let out.

"Yeah and she owned herself a ticket for leaving the house now" my mom says and goes to the speakers to turn the music off. The teens let out a boo and my mom is not the type of person you want to get on her nerves, she stands on top of the stairs and shouts "listen here you spoilt brats...get the hell out of my house or I will be the next Adolf Hitler.." I lift up my eyebrows and I decide to just go to my room...I don't even want to here what she'll say next...I already heard enough.

I sprint upstairs leaving the woman rant about and go open the room. I stand there on the door with my mouth open and I swear my teeth will fall out. How come I'm not allowed to to give a guy a hand shake by Stacy's mom and she's allowed to be on top of  them...naked!!!

Trust me when i say this..it's not pleasurable to see your 18 year old cousin naked grinding on some dude...who's not even cute!!!That just makes it worse.

"What the F*ck Stacy!!! You have your own room to be dirty at!!" I scream and the two stop after hearing me and cover themselves up...too late I already saw what you guys call porn...in reality...

"Uum...cousin... Is aunt Alice here?" Great way to greet...good question also.

"Yeah..and she's real mad...if she's going to be the next Adolf Hitler to those other guys downstairs I don't know what she'll be to you" I say and she gulps. Is your chicken making babies also in my closet?? Because I've had enough surprises today.

"Ooh sh*t!!I don't even want to sleep on the bed again knowing that your filth is on it...I don't even think I'll have proper dreams because first..I saw you two, second...you used my bed and thirdly all I see in this room is naked people...you guys have made my mind dirty... I'm dirty minded" I complain and Stacy rolls her eyes.