After leaving the room I walked down the stairs and out of the house. “ Where do you think you're going?” said Mallory. 

    “I'm going home, why” I say.

      “ Alright, I'll drive you home.” Mallory, who should have been dressed, was still in pajamas and when we left the house still in them. 

  After a few minutes we arrived at my house. I got out and said goodbye. Then waved. Walking over to the door I grabbed my house keys from my backpack. The clink of metal versus metal. I slipped the key into the lock. 

   Opening the door I walk up the stairs and shut the door then lock it. I see my sister Rose on her phone .“Ugh your back.” she says in her snotty voice. My sister Rose was a spitting image of our father. Red hair, a square jaw, freckles but the only thing different from our father was her brown eyes. Unlike me who looked like my mother. Short brown hair, freckles, brown eyes. The only thing to make me look like my father was when they saw his freckles and my freckles.

   “Yea I missed you too” I say with some sarcastic tone in my voice. She rolls her eyes. 

      “Mom left a danish for you”. She says when she is looking on her phone.

     “Thanks, what did you do when I was gone.” I ask.

         “ I hung out with scott and silvia”. She says. Scott is her immature boyfriend who acts like an asshole.

   “Mhm what did you do with scott.” I ask.

         “Nothing, just stuff.” 

     “Alright” I grab the small pastry on the counter and walk down the stairs and down the other stairs.

     I walk to my room and drop my bag. I plop myself on my bed. I put the danish in my mouth. Cherry is my favorite. I check my phone. One new text. It's from mallory. Guess what.

    What? I type back.

      I'm dying my hair. She typed.

        Thats awesome what color?

    Gorgeous Grey. 

      cool send me a pic after.

  I totally will.

    I cant believe Mal is dyeing her gorgeous blond hair. But that Mal she will do what she wants when she wants and won't even listen to anyone.

   I take a bite of the danish. Bite after bite and when I finish it I lick the excess jelly and crumbs off my fingers. 

  I open Spotify on my phone and play my playlist. The music that is playing is spontaneous and is freely moving. I hum. My eyes feel like a hundred powered trying to stay awake but I just can't.