M A T T H E O

*Mumbles under my breath* Shit....

I said I'll tidy my room...

*you can hear your mom talking to mattheo outside your room* Mom: you're going to stay here for the next week, is that clear?

*glares* whatever. *gets up quickly* that never happened.

*I lean back on my hands, a lazy, mocking smirk on my face as I watch you flee.* If you say so. It's a little hard to forget, though.