Author's Notes: Sorry, about the whole Bobby thing, but I've only seen the episode once (and that was at 11:00) and most girls named Bobbi spell it with an "i" or "ie". Oh,well. I was actually thinking about putting this story in mothballs for a while when I got another review. So if you ever want me to write more of a story I haven't for awhile just guilt me into it by reviewing or emailing. Now on with the story. Enjoy!

Old Before I Die

Chapter 2

I hope I'm old before I die

I hope I live to relive the days gone by

I hope I'm old before I die

But tonight I'm gonna live for today

So come along for the ride

I hope I'm old before I die

Jamie opened his eyes the next morning to a searing headache caused by a roaring vacuum and blinding sunlight. He quickly shut his eyes and turned towards his wall and away from the light and sound. Then he noticed something strange; he was wearing pants. He normally slept in only his boxers, occasionally a shirt too, but never pants. He tried to search his hazy mind to come up with some explanation for this strange occurrence, but he couldn't. However, he did come up with an explanation for his hung over feeling, he had a hang over from his totally awesome night before, but he didn't care.

No amount of pain could make him regret last night (of course his mother's consistent vacuuming didn't help). Bobby Summers was the coolest girl he had ever meant and what was even cooler was that she seemed to like him too.

"Jamie?" A hesitant voice asked and she barely got through the vacuum cleaner and the haze of his mind, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah," He mumbled no even bothering to turn his head to see who it was. He already knew, "Could you close the blinds?"

"Sorry," The voice gently apologized as the blinds were shut, "I needed the light,"

Jamie rolled over squinting in the newly darkened room to see his twin sister, Abbie, walking away from his window and perching herself on his black desk chair in front of his computer, which he thankfully noticed was not on, "Could you get Mom to turn off the vacuum?"

"Already tried," Then an awkward silence descended on the pair.

"So how was last night?" Abbie asked with a ping of cheerfulness in her voice that made Jamie wince.

"Could you just leave?" Jamie stated annoyed. That was one thing he truly disliked about his sister, her clinginess. She always had to be near him and it was getting damn annoying. She had to hang out with his friends, she had to be in his classes and she always had to be in his room.

"Okay, but Mom says you're grounded," Abbie stated, keeping disappointment out of her voice, as she grabbed her book from Jamie's desk and headed for the door.

"Great," Jamie muttered as he sat up and threw off his black comforter, "Abs?" He asked seeing that she hadn't completely left yet.

"What?" She asked, just above the roaring of the vacuum.

"Do you know why I'm wearing pants?"

"They weren't dirty, so I just thought I'd leave them on,"

"Where's my shirt?"

"In the washer and don't worry I rinsed it out,"

"I'm not. Would you please leave now? I have to get dressed,"

"Bye," She slowly greeted as she opened the door and stepped over the vacuum.

A/N: Did you like it? I hope so. Oh, the vacuuming was inspired by a part in a book I read where the mom would vacuum right in front of the girl's room when she came home drunk. Happy reviewing!