Coincidentally, my parents were going to a business trip that Friday. Now that that problem is crossed out, next in line is how the hell am I supposed to survive this party?

Adam was going to pick me up at 6 and bring me home by whatever time it'll be. So here I am, in my usual over-sized t-shirt and baggy jeans, waiting by my doorstep for Adam to pick me up.

The sound of an engine grew louder as it neared by and I rose from my seating position to the gates and opened it slightly ...