11 Sweet Misconception.

Fixing my scattered room had never been a problem to me, in fact I enjoyed it. Love it actually since it makes me feel like those normal teenage kids in my distasteful life, trust me there were times I did wonder where I came out from. But I suppose I was made to believe that littered room showed just how much normal a teen is, I mean you can't come home and expect it to be neat just as you'd left it, there's bound to be chaos, stains, little perks that just tips you off your patience but you just need to know just how normal it actually is and expect it much more often, so for the above reason, I never fussed about cleaning my room. But cleaning my room just after Tiberius rakes through it is becoming annoying really.

Earlier, I'd come home to an empty driveway and home. Aunt Lindsey caught a cold in the wee hours and so today was supposed to be a day off for her. But noticing the driveway empty, I'd assumed she'd later felt better and had probably gone off to work.