Same Story; Different Personalities

1) Loyal
I went to my friend Alex’s part last night; I stayed much later than I had planned, even though it was one of those lame parties where everyone is sitting around playing cheesy games like Pin the Tail on the donkey and Bingo. She’s my best friend though, and she was counting on my attendance. Anyway, the party was kind of awkward, but I did my best to liven up the party. I even tried to start a conga line when that ‘90’s Backstreet Boys song came on. I stayed until the very last person left and helped Alex clean up the plates and half-eaten finger foods that were laying around, and then I headed home. Driving home, my eyes were droopy and I swear I felt my head bob a few times as I rounded the corner to Main Street. When I got home, I dragged myself out of the car and headed up the front stairwell to my apartment. I noticed that the window on the screen door was cracked… how did that happen? Finally, even in my overtired state, I called my landlord to let him know- I felt as though it was my responsibility.


2) Grouchy
I have never been so angry with my stupid twin sister… dragging me to that stupid party where all of those stupid teenagers (yeah, I know, I’m a teenager too..) were playing Spin the Bottle. I couldn’t even stand to look at all of those stupid kids who only cared about rigging the game so they could get a measly peck on the cheek from that kid they’ve been obsessing over for months. Ah, unrequited love… how romantic. Puhh. I had finally had enough, and I told my sister that either we were leaving together, now, or I was going to tell Mom and Dad that some kid brought booze to the party and was slipping it in everyone’s Hi-C. She promptly obliged. We traipsed through the neighbor’s yards until we reached our front steps. Ridiculous. Of course it would start raining at this moment. We quickly made up a story: my sister thought she dropped her cell phone in the front yard, so she dragged me out of bed to look for it. Just then, I noticed the crack in the front window. “Amy! You jerk! You told me that the baseball didn’t break the window! Guess who’s gonna have to pay for this one?”