Sincerely, The Hippie.

O N E

Cassandra;

I waved both of my hands at the couple in the driveway as I blowed them a dramatic kiss and they pretended to catch it, I watched happily as they both got into the car and drove out of the drive way. My parents were going out of the city for the weekend to celebrate their 20th anniversary, I shut the door and mocked being a parent as I shook my head,

They grow up so fast.

For the rest of the day I did what any normal teenager would do home alone. I danced around the house, watched movies, ate junk food, shopped online (didn't buy anything bc poor) played games with Jason, although, that didn't last long because he had to leave to meet his friends, I went to the grocery store and bought more junk food and so on. For the most part, it was a really tiring but extremely fun day.

I set the large ice cream bowl on the coffee table in front of me as I laid back on the couch and put my hands on my now bloated with junk food tummy.

Trying to get comfortable on the couch was getting really tough. It was pretty hard to move in those skinny jeans and I was starting to get really sleepy so I switched of the lights and the tv, Walked up the stairs and into my room, grabbing my full sleeve pj's from my dresser. It was a bit chilly today and I didn't even know why, with this new weather, you never really know.

I wiggled out of my skinny jeans and polo shirt and had a quick rinse. I put on my undergarments and a sports bra, the comfy pj's and jumped on my beloved bed, the minute the pillow made contact with my head, I was out in the speed of lightening.

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Have you ever experienced a situation where you just want to rip your hair from its roots in pure frustration?

For example when, you know, -you're so sleepy you could fall asleep anywhere, But then something, let's say.. A what seems to be a high school party with drunk teenagers and loud music that shook not only the hosts house but the entire neighborhood, wouldn't let you slip into dreamland and you were just legitimately annoyed?

Yeah, well, welcome to my world.

I've tried everything to go back to sleep and ignore the loud music, and when I say everything, I mean everything.

I slammed my book shut as I let out a loud groan, almost ripping the pages out.

Please God, all I ask for is to have a peaceful sleep at this horrific time before the ass crack of dawn, can you please excuse my sins of swearing and just shut the electricity off from that house. I just really want to sleep, is that too much to ask for?

I desperately prayed.

And then the most wonderful thing happened, the music actually stopped.

Letting a loud sigh escape my chest I laid down on my bed slowly drifting into sleep. But it wasn't until a loud beat from Wiggle by Jason Derulo made it's way to my almost bleeding ears, that woke me up in pure anger.

Oh that is it.

I slipped on my bunny slippers and went down the stairs all the way out of my house and across the street to the source of the music.

I jumped as my foot hit a drunk guy's arm, the guy must have drank a factory because he was literally out. hoping he's not dead, I look back up and see a couple making out shamelessly.

What is it with people and their public PDA, goodness sake, some people want to keep their eye virginity.

"Get a room," I say loud enough for them to hear me. The guy raises his arm and gives me the finger.