TheBlackStallion

Joey laid down on his bed. His white tank top clung to his body as the summer air made him sweat. He moved his short blonde bangs out of his eyes as he cranked up the volume on his iPod. It was the only thing that brought him solace. Lately, everything just made him mad. School, work, and especially his fuck-up of a dad. He wanted to be with his mom, but now he was stuck with this asshole. He hated it.