Back Where We Started From

I was doing a weird dance I saw on Tv.
“Hatichita cha! Hatatatcha!” I was tap dancing or something.
“What the hell are you doing?” I shrieked and did a back flip, landing on a plate. My ass hit it, that is.
“Owww!” I shouted. I got up and rubbed my sore rear end. I looked at the floor. ‘How can my ass break a plate?’
“How can your ass break a plate?” Kelsie asked.
I shrugged. A beep soon came from Kelsie’s pocket.
“Hello?” She said. It was on speakerphone. “What was that noise?” “Oh.. Lyssa broke a plate with her ass, fell down, and shrieked.” “Oh okay.” Click.
I began laughing uncontrollable. I began singing Maccaron Chaccaron.
“Did you drink coffee?” She asked.
“No. Coffee is nasty.” I said, wrinkling my nose up.
“Then-“
“Chips. I ate chips and salsa, and well.. WHOOMP! THERE IT IS!” I sat back down and began to watch Cops.
I saw Kelsie walk out of the room with a beer in her hand. Ya know… speaking of which. I WANT A DAMN COLA.
“LYSSA!” Kelsie shouted.
“Ja mon?” I said, well.. yelled.
“COME HERE!! WE NEED SOME OF YOUR ENERGY!”
I grinned and ran to the room, tripping over a table, running into their door, and landing on my ass on the chair.
“Hi.” I said, grinning.
“Yo.” George said.
“Soo.. I got an idea.”I said, smirking. Kelsie’s eyes widened. She screamed “NO!” and hid under the bed.
I rolled my eyes. “Chill, Kels. We’re only watching stepbrothers.” I said, my laughter ringing out.
By the time the DUDE DID YOU TOUCH MY DRUMSET?! part came on, everybody except me was asleep.
I took the bottle from George’s hand and snuck into the kitchen.
I got my makeup, and mixed the beer with whip cream, sour cream, and cool whip.
I started with George. When I was done he looked like Jeffree Star, but with whip cream. Then I did Kelsie. Soon, I set the alarm to play 2 Drunk 2 Drive. It got was quiet until the chorus came on. Then it was loud. I set it to play at 6:00. Just to be safe, I put make up removers and everything they'd need to get the stuff off their face on the chair.
Soon… I snuck into the attic, locked the door, and tried to sleep in there. I had to hide unless my ass wanted to get chased and slumbered. And trust me, I definitly wasn't in the mood for it today.
I didn’t fall asleep though. I actually stayed up and watched cops. I began to doze off around 2 in the morning. I was NOT playing nurse or maid today. I was going to sleep and be lazy. Like, totally.