-You're house, 12:38 pm-

It was your younger brother's birthday today, and you were just sitting in your room while the rest of your family and everyone else was downstairs. You looked at your phone, bored out of your mind. When suddenly you hear something clear their throat.. Ahem!.. You looked over at your doorway to see a girl dressed up like a clown standing there... She was probably the clown your parents hired for your little brother's party.

She looked at you with her hands on her hips and a small smile written on her face. Without even asking she walked into your room and looked around at your bass guitar, you band posters (mostly Paramore and All Time Low) and all the other miscellaneous things scattered around the room... Eventually her eyes made her way back to you, as you lied on your bed.

Clown Girl: "You must be the kids big brother right? Your mom told me about you, said you were a real loser who didn't want to go to college..."

What the fuck mom??? Anyway, as you got a better look at her you started to regret not attending the party because God damn! All you wanted to know was do they honk though~? You know what? Maybe your mom was right...

Clown Girl: "Are you seriously checking me out right now? Ugh... boys..."