On my eighteenth birthday, I had to give myself a pat on the back for actually seeing past the age of thirteen with all the stupid shit I'd done in the past, and would most likely continue to do. In the immortal words of London Tipton, "Yay me!" Yes, I still watched the Disney Channel at my age. Don't judge. What did I do for my birthday, you ask? Well. Nothing. I was still on lock down. I know, I know. I was only supposed to be grounded for two weeks, but silly me, I had to go ahead and do something to piss off the Chief even more.
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