My mother was throwing another party for no reason but to have one. I hated parties. I hated everything about them. The people. The unnecessary noise. The mess that’s always left behind.

Taking a deep breath, I clench my jaw and tighten my fists as I close my eyes. Sitting on my bed, I begin to lightly tap the back of my head against my head board. Trying to keep my self from focusing on my irritation. Which is hard as the damn music is loud.