From the day
Perspective: The Teenager · Sight
I just teased my side-swept bangs until they reached the ceiling and checked my reflection, making sure my neon pink eyeliner popped against my black studded belt. The local scene is going to be epic tonight, but my mom's complaining that a loaf of bread is already up to $1.12, so she wouldn't give me any extra cash for the show. I’m stuck texting my peeps on my Razr while *Check on It* blares through my headphones, just waiting for the strobe lights to hit. If I don't get out of this house soon and find a way to pre-order that Nintendo Wii, I’m going to lose my mind.