Teenagers, AHHHH!

My little sister just turned 14. Wow. It has really been 14 years. I remember when she was born. I was 9 and I thought she would be my new best friend. Of course that didn't happen. By the time she was old enough to play with me I was more interested in boys. I'm not exactly sure when most kids turn in to teenagers. I know they are officially teens at 13. But when do the hormones and mood swings start? Well, for my sister today was that magical day. I picked her up from school and there was the usual banter. You know what I'm talking about.

I say "How was school?" and she spins of in to every single thing that she can possibly think of.

"Rainy sat with me at lunch and now Dakota is mad at me. It wasn't my fault. Why is she mad at me?"

I took her home and went on with my afternoon. I was at the grocery store when I got a frantic call from my mother .

"You have to come over and help me get your sister under control!"
" Wait. What!?!?"

My usually sweet, well behaved sister had lost her mind. I went to see if I could help. I could hear her screaming from the drive way. I walked inside just in time to see something sail across the room. A door slammed and then it was so quiet.
I knocked on her door and went in. She was sitting on her bed crying.

"What's wrong babe?"

"They said I have to clean my room. I don't want to. They can't make me. I won't do it. Ever. My room could be the biggest mess in the world and I still wouldn't do it."

I looked around. Her room was clean except for two shirts and a book laying in the floor.

TWO SHIRTS AND A BOOK!?!? All of that over two shirts and a book. WOW!