Beep beep. My text ring. I looked at who it was. Joe. Fuck him, I thought. I tossed my cellphone onto my desk. I snatched my stereo remote, and turned my music on.
I fell onto my bed, and turned the music louder. I kept raising the volume until it wouldn’t get any louder. I closed my eyes, and tried to focus on the song. Atwa by System of a Down.
But the longer my eyes were closed, the harder it was to block the image. The image of Joe, my boyfriend, kissing another girl. Then once he saw that I was looking, he acted so damn innocent. Said that she kissed him first.
I opened my eyes, making the image disapear. He’s such a jackass, I thought. I turned on my side.
“Rose! Turn that music down!” my mom shouted as she banged on my door. I sighed, and plugged my headphones into my stereo, and smashed the headphones onto my ears, and tried to drown out the rest of the world.