musomania

I was sitting outside the bench at school, listening to music, of course. I heard a voice behind patrick stump's heavenly voice. "Mack? Hellooo? MACK!" someone yelled. I was startled as to where my headphones flew off my head, but rested on my neck.It was Kiersten, one of my old friend. Lots of bs between us.

"What do you want this time, Kier," i sighed as i paused the music.
"There is a party at Keith's place," ah, Keith. Kier's old boyfriend that has been chasing her for years on end. "and he wanted me to invite you or whatever." she stared as she chewed her gum loud and obnoxiously. 
"When will it be? I have a few concerts coming up, like muse is coming to LA this Mon-"
"Tonight," she spat. "So are you coming or what?"
"Uh- sure i guess."
"starts at 11, bring your own music," she started towards her car, probably more expensive than my house and everything in it.

I grabbed my backpack, slouched it over my shoulder, and headed home. Right as I opened the door, there were 2 pitbulls to come and tackle me. My stepdad was here, hence the dogs. I heard my mom yelling at him. More drama. I headed up the stairs, locked my door, and plotted out the party, my plans for that night- or morning, per say.

11:15- show up
11:15 to 11:45- grab a drink and scavenge for aquaitences
11:45 to 12:15- talk to random people
12:30- give "dj" my mixtape i made
1:45- get home before mom catches me

luckily, Christopher was going, and at least i wouldn't be a lonely hermit with a fire mixtape. I headed over to his house, the cd in my hand, and helped him choose what to wear. We went over his game plan, and i gave him a talk about if he didn't want people to know he was gay, he can't flirt with the same gender. we climbed out the window and started past a few backyards.

(part 2 coming sooooooooooooon)
(this story is in no way real)

-viiv