As we were driving home from school my mom got a text so I read it. It was my brother saying that I was in for a surprise and that the painters came without me knowing. When I came home I found that my room was completely empty besides my bed and that the walls were a boring beige. My bed was shoved into the middle of the room and most of my things were stacked on top. I was pretty bummed that I couldn't lay down and be lazy in my room so I collapsed on my mother's bed instead. My mom collapsed next to me and we both basked in our laziness. Then she jumped up, "DERMATOLOGIST!" I slowly pulled my head off of the pillow, "Huh?" I replied. "OH MY GOSH YOUR APPOINTMENT IS TODAY! I TOTALLY FORGOT!" she proceeded to rush and try to get ready while I still sat on her bed trying to nap.I groggily washed my face and stuff-of course I would, you have to be hygienic! After all of that craziness she was talking to my dad about how she loved the new paint and my dad nodded in agreement. I awkwardly stared off into the distance waiting for my mom to leave, "It looks the same." Everyone stopped and stared at me like I was crazy, the painters literally painted over some stripes and kept it the same color! My dermatologist made us wait for forty five minutes and he kept complaining. He said that where we were moving would be terrible and he thought my face would never get better. -.- I don't really care though, he's an old grouch anyways.