The Life of the Third Wheel

Imagine coming home from a long day, you're tired, have a head ache, you're caught up on all your work and all you want to do is come home and relax. We all have those days, but imagine trying to do that while Natalie Gray and Dylan Soper come running up the stairs either fighting, just being weird, wrestling, or any other "couple" things they do. This isn't even the beginning of the "story of my life."

This is to be expected by couples, especially when I want to say the common thing "get a room," but I can't because that room would be my room. When I moved in with Natalie and was finally settled in a week or so later, Dylan was over. We were all up in our room, Dylan, Natalie, the A few family members that came in and out and of course me. Natalie and Dylan were wrestling, and I'm not talking about that cute, flirtatious kind of wrestling. No, I'm talking full out wrestling I thought about yelling and breaking it up a couple times, but then I started to think what if this is something they just do a lot. So I just turned up the T.V and ignored them, next thing I know they went flying on the bed and landed right on top of me! Dylan ended up kicking me right in the face, his bare foot touched my mouth and if anyone knows me they know that feet gross me out more then anything. Anyways, the whole situation escalated quickly and that was my first experience bad as the third wheel.  

Don't worry I have so many more stories! Let me tell you about the weirdest one, you're going to have prepare yourself to be completely honest. Dylan's true colors are about to show and let me tell you he is quite the character. Recently, I got home from school earlier then everyone else. I go into my sweat pants, and set my belt down next to me. Dylan later came up the stairs referring to himself as "daddy" in an accent. I tried to not let this phase me considering this is actually normal for Dylan, he then took MY belt away from me and started whipping Natalie with it. Oh god, I was horrified. I just walked away from that mess.

My favorite times are when Natalie and Dylan are fighting, I walk in the room to ask Natalie a question  and I get "shut up Cassie!" "Don't talk to me!" or I get out of the car and because Dylan is mad he yells at me for using the wrong door.. That's awesome! Sometimes I go downstairs to give them space and cook something to eat, those vultures smell it as soon as it's done come down to "try" it and by the time their gone, I have no food left. I don't catch a break, being the third wheel is a constant job. Apparently they don't think i'm very good at the job because they always are trying to "hook me up" with the weirdest people, people I have absolutely nothing in common with. Sometimes they don't even want to go out in public with me if I don't have a date to bring.. That's why I now have Robin Doyle who is going to go on dates with me because he's my bff! Robin,

OH, and by the way I never get shot gun Dylan always does. 

All of this being said I wouldn't want to third wheel with anybody else, they've become my very best friends, clearly I can be as weird as I want around them, and I can tell them anything. You just have to look past everything else. 

  

And since of course I asked them if I could write this first, the diva's wanted to choose what picture to go on here..