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Strange noises filled the once silent air of an almost empty living room of the apartment of a teenage girl with the aquired nickname of Hell. The TV was on, but so was the mute. The sound of fingers gently tapping keys on a laptop also filled the air. Being home alone had a tendancy to wear thin and go from fun to boring.

A sudden cry of pain sounded. "Flicka! You ******** b***h of a cat! How many times are you going to attack my foot in one damn day?!" This voice was that of the girl mentioned in the paragraph above. She was yelling at her beautiful, but mischevious cat named Flicka. Whom, in return, just stared back at the teenage girl and flicked her tail back and forth.

The two of them began to have a staring contest of sorts. Eventually, Flicka grew bored and went off to go claw at the furniture. "Hell" rolled her eyes and diverted her gaze back to the computer. Her left eye seemed to twitch as she accidentally messed up on something she was fixing. She growled in frustration as she wanted very much to throw the contraption on her lap at the wall, but the damn hunk of technology wasn't hers.

"Ugh! Great! I have to start all over again," she yelled as she held fast to her head; her long fingers tangling themselves in her short blonde tresses. She began to whimper and whine as she hung her head in defeat. It looked like the computer won this round. "You may have won the battle, Computer, but you have yet to win the war," she yelled as she raised her fists into the air as if the heavens were causing her this slight misfortune.

It didn't take long for the bottom of the computer to cause her legs to grow exedingly hot. So, she placed it onto the small table next to her. It was then that she realized the lamp was off. She reached up and twisted the knob like thing to turn it on. After the light shone brightly on the once dark room, she picked up the remote and unmuted the TV.

"No. Uh uh. No way. Not gonna happen. Ehhh, no. Puh-lease. Yeah right. Who cares? Not me! Boring! Bland! Lame! ******** a monkey in the a**! That looks like it hurts!" She automatically winced seeing a random Wild Boys episode on a channel she had just flipped to. She quickly changed it. It took her ten more minutes of this to realize that there was nothing. So, she turned back to the computer, even if it did piss her off.

With a few taps of the keys, she was logged onto gaiaonline. Other than photobucket, and youtube, it was her favorite web site. She glanced at her notifications, messages, requests, etc. She checked her guilds and roleplays. Nothing had changed. She checked her friends list. No one was online! What was she to do now!

Then, and idea struck her! She was going to piss the cat off! She looked around and grabbed an empty coke zero bottle. She walked over to the cat and began to swat at the furry animal. Flicka only swatted back, but every so often her claws would get caught in the label that hugged the plastic bottle she held in her hands. Her laughter filled the room as she was having fun, finally.

This went on until night time. Flicka was so pissed, but Hell only gave the cat a treat before heading into the bathroom. she grabbed her tooth brush, tooth paste, and began to clean her teeth. When she was finished she changed into here pink camo "Knoxville Ice Bears" tank top and a pair of boxers. She yawned and stretched as she walked over to her bed. She climbed under the covers and turned off the light beside her bed.

In mere minutes she fell into a content slumber. Then again, that didn't last too long. That was because ,in the middle of a great dream, Flicka had pounced on Hell causing her to wake up. She picekd up the cat and threw the furry animal onto her mother's bed. "Flicka! I'm trying to sleep! Don't make me get the squirt bottle!"

With that done, she huffed a sigh and relaxed. She layed her hed back down and returned to her interupted sleep.