Hey guys I'm back! I didn't feel like updating I Need A Job just yet and wanted to see where I was with this story. Well, I'm no where. I'm not sure where the plot is *looks behind curtain*but I'm going to find it! And I promise to update soon. Not like tomorrow soon because that's practically impossible, but maybe next week. And...go procrastination! Right now I'm sick and saying, "[Insert offensive word] you 15,000 word contest that I only have 3,000 words for that is due Friday!"

I get up and stretch listening to my back crack and sighing in relief at the feeling. I head down stairs and hope that stairs take pity on me and choose not to squeak.

Step.

Step.

Step.

Creak.

I stop and wait for something to happen. Nothing. [Insert huge sigh of silent relief here]

I start to walk again going on the side of the stairs so the part in the middle won't creak, make noise, won't do anything. I successfully make it down the stairs of doom and start to grab my car keys when I hear voices.

Male and female voices. Oh god. I quickly run over to a closet and try to be as silent as a mouse. And listen to two pairs of footsteps, one lighter than the other. "Did you hear that?" A woman's voice asks. I peek out from the crack in the door and see a blonde woman with a bob haircut in a red silk nightgown that is way too low-cut.

Another voice -Jeb- answers her, "It's nothing Anne. I don't hear anything. Let's go back to bed."

The woman named Anne looks around one more time before turning back to Jeb and sighing in defeat. "If you say so."

I let out a small noise of happiness that doesn't go unnoticed and Anne straightens up, "There it is again!" She walks around the hallway and stops by the closet door. I press myself to the far wall and stop my breathing so she won't hear me. Thankfully she doesn't open the door and just walks back over to Jeb, "Let's go." She says.

I wait a full minute before I let myself take deep breaths and slouch. I look towards the ceiling, "Thank you." I say stepping out being slow and careful not to make any noise.

I walk out and grab my keys and step out of the house letting the air chill me before walking to my car. I sit in the car and listen to the song Therapy by All Time Low.

My ship went down in a sea of sound
When I woke up alone, I had everything
A handful of moments, I wished I could change
And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade

In a city of fools, I was careful and cool
But they tore me apart like a hurricane
A handful of moments, I wished I could change
But I was carried away

Give me a therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
And you can keep all your misery

My lungs gave out as I faced the crowd
I think that keeping this up could be dangerous
I'm flesh and bone, I'm a rolling stone
And the experts say I'm delirious

Give me a therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can take back your misery

Arrogant boy
Love yourself so no one has to
They're better off without you
(They're better off without you)

Arrogant boy
'Cause a scene like you're supposed to
They'll fall asleep without you
You're lucky if your memory remains

Give me a therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can take back your misery

Therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
And you can choke on your misery

Crazy how random people can capture my life in a total of less than four minutes huh? I do my usual morning routine of going to McDonald's and drive back to the house to get Angel and Gazzy up. I shake Gazzy's shoulder lightly, "Gaz, wake up." I say quietly.

He turns away from me and mumbles some gibberish. "Gaz, I'm serious here. You need to get up."

"Whhyy-" he whines only to get cut off by my hand.

"You need to be quiet." I say sternly.

He looks at me with wide eyes comprehending what I mean, I nod slightly and take my hand off his mouth. "Be quiet and stay up here. I put your McDonald's on the dresser okay?" I ask. He nods.

I go to wake up Angel and she gets up almost immediately, she gets up and stretches while yawning like a mini-me. I smile a little at the thought, a mini-me. Has a nice ring to it if I do say so myself.

After they both finish eating and getting dressed we go down stairs where I see Jeb and Anne sitting at the table. I try and move as stealthily as possible but it doesn't work to well and they see us anyway. "Max." Jeb says. I ignore him for a second and tell Angel and Gazzy to go to the car.

I turn around and face him, "Yeah Jeb?" He and Anne frown at me calling him that.

"Don't call me Jeb," he says. "I'm your dad."

I suppress the urge to point out that he has been doing and amazing job at being the exact opposite. Instead I take the safe route and say, "Sure thing dad."

He nods his head, "Max I want you to meet Anne. She's going to be living with us."

Normally your average teenager would go on a rampage if their dad said that a person you never knew was going to be living with you but for me it just meant he couldn't hurt me anymore. "Alright." I say and leave the house to go to high school.

Happy late Thanksgiving! And let's give another round of applause for procrastination! I have still have math and a writing contest to do! Yeah! Go PROCRASTINATION!