It was late, I was tired, but the fucking band next door didn't seem to care. Their music was blasting, the whole cold-e-sac was vibrating I'm sure. I groaned, turning the volume up on my t.v, sighing at the sound of the band overpowering my sound system. You know what fuck them. If they won't shut the hell up at three in the god damn morning, then I have every right to be a petty bitch about it.
I slipped on some sweats, I was wearing spandex to sleep in mind you, and leaped out of bed, storming over to my bedroom window and throwing it open. I snatched up my Bluetooth speaker from my nightstand, propped it up on my windowsill, and connected my phone. If they wanted to blast music, I would join. I waited for the band to quiet down for their group talk time, and then started to blast one of my favorite songs of all time.
When the music started, I couldn't help but join in, It's a damn good song.
"Think of me when you're out, when you're out there83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9b7YtGmlwZ
I'll beg you nice from my knees83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNe2cDNwOJW
And when the world treats you way too fairly83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuY1OEUGl0z
Well, it's a shame I'm a dream
All I wanted was you83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvfrpLlj8Rl
All I wanted was you..."
I made sure the volume was blasting into their yard, singing my heart out with it. I know, it's a little overkill, but on top of me being tired, I had just got back from a party, and let's just say I have lowww tolerance. Once the guitar solo part was over, I joined back in with the song:
"I think I'll pace my apartment a few times83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡreEiZppa1U
And fall asleep on the couch83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxZJasjFnR5
And wake up early to black-and-white reruns83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgGl3NvRNFx
That escaped from my mouth..."
I heard some angry shouts from below, but over the guitar, they were just whispers in the wind. If they had a problem they could come over to my house and talk to me about it, assholes. The soprano parts were coming up, and I smirked knowing damn well they were gonna be having a field day over my singing.
"All I wanted was you83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI3AUM2h4ky
All I wanted was you83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD0NYEqEf9P
All I wanted was you83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaHDpGqiZF7
All I wanted was you..."
I took a deep breath before jumping into the next part:
"I could follow you to the beginning83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFpdXJFNDbJ
Just to relive the start83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDtOgMXBHBX
And maybe then we'd remember to slow down83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCsiwtxPGiV
At all of our favorite parts
All I wanted was you83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpk3we4MvUZ
All I wanted was you83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2RAb5YmGMy
All I wanted was you83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiYtGB2MIP3
All I wanted was you83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEvwalB0uOy
All I wanted was you."
I sat on my windowsill, by my speaker, legs dangling off the side of the house as I finished my mini-concert. It was deathly silent, so I paused the next song I had lined up to blast before it could echo across the empty cold-e-sac. My moment of peace lasted no longer than five seconds before there was a shout from below me, and I glanced down to see the drunken high-school band standing below me, yelling.
"Shut the FUCK up," One of the band-bitches yelled," We're trying to practice!"
"You were literally blasting music at three in the FUCKING MORNING," I retorted," I would like to SLEEP. Unlike some people, I just got back from a fucking party, and I am tipsy!" The band below laughed, and I felt red-hot rage flow through me like a scalding hot wave.
"You wanna come party with us, sugar-tits," Another band-bitch called up to me. I had had enough.
"You know what?! Hold on one fucking second," I shouted, kicking off from the windowsill and landing on the roof of my house. Thank god my parents weren't home. I stomped toward the edge of the roof, and crouched, dangling off the edge by my arms and swinging down to the ground. "Say some dumb shit again and I'll sock the shit outta you." Despite you being taller than me.
"Woahh," a fluffy blonde-haired band guy said," Blondies angry."
"Says the guy who is literally also blonde," I snapped back, swaying on my feet a little. I swear, I'm normally not this ballsy. "Listen, I don't care about the music most nights but I have the end of summer to enjoy and a hangover to fend off, so some rest would be great." The band looked at each other, speaking with their eyes in a language only close friends would understand.
"Alright blondie," A different guy piped in," Will stop, but you gotta sing for us, in the band." I placed my hands on my hips, trying to look like I was contemplating a choice.
"Fine. Deal, just shut up, and stop calling me blondie dick-wad," I sniped,"When do you want me to head over."
"Around five, when you're sober and happy," Blonde dude said," Don't be late." He gave me a smirk that made me want to beat him up even more than I already wanted to.
"Yeah, sure, whatever," I replied, turning back to my house and making for the ac unit I could climb on top of to climb onto the roof. I swung my legs up, sprawling on the shingles of my house before hauling my drunk ass onto my feet. "Get some sleep you dumbass vampires," I called, not caring whether they were there or not.
I collapsed onto my bed, passing out as soon as my head hit the pillow.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9ASPsO52Az
