Incubus began to play through her earphones as she got on her bike. Unaware of the time she intended to hurry but the high interupted her motivation. She sang outloud as she passed under each street lt on the back road. When she turned the corner something sat right in the middle of the path. "Oh shit!" She shouted swerving around the bike. "Those jerks." There her dad's bike sat, the one that was supposed to be brought back to Shawn's house. With an aggravated sigh she lifted both bikes and walked them down the endless bike path to her house. A wave of releif cast over as she walked into the driveway until she got about half way before coming across the biggest skunk she had ever seen. Delayed reaction, then reaction. She slowly dropped and bikes, grabbed her orange cat and walked quickly inside. Overwhelmed by the amount of events that just happened made her a bit confused. "What are you doing?" Her grandmother asked her opening the door. What the fuck are you guys still doing awake!? She thought as she neglected to respond. "There's a skunk outside." Her grandmother paused and looked as her as she spoke. She noticed her grandmothers observations and turned around sharply to put the bikes out back. With the kick stands set she stepped behind the garage to have a moment. Alright, you're really high right now but they are old and naive. She rolled her eyes and banged her head off the garage then walked inside. Her grandmother started off the conversation by; "Now Brittney, theres something that needs to be established". She took a seat knowing how long these lectures were going to be. She glanced at the clock and noticed it was 12:58, this was the fourth night in a row she'd come home at 1am when the curfew is 11:30. Her grandmother continued to discuss and point out all of the cons to staying out late and how school for her was starting soon but she yawned and only made out the unusual vocabulary. To her, when she's in a high state of mind, everyone else was too. Anything coming from her grandmother amused her to the point if refraining from bursting out laughing. The discussion continued with just the lecture, she said nothing as she poured a bowl of cerial and a glass of chocolate milk, and then shortly after she finished and started walking off. Her grandmothers voice grew louder as she walked off and she turned around. They stared at eachother blankly and she realized that she was being spoken too that whole time. With a faint grin she climbed over the fence and into the computer room. The length of the lecture was longer then she expected, they were getting serious and the limits had been pushed to the max. She was only sorry they gave up this soon, she wasn't use to having a curfew, all summer she lived on her own terms. This was going to take some adjusting, and missing out.