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Chapter 3- My Bloody Uncle

With the Party House under lockdown there were even less things to do.

As I have already told you, the Party House was the biggest thing that ever happened to our island. Locking it down seemed absurd, but it happened. The teenagers started protesting, and after so did the parents because their children kept complaining.

If Mayor Phillips wanted to keep his place as mayor, he would have to reopen the House, giving us "troublemakers" our source of entertainment back. It was a tough choice for him, but after a month of complaining, threatening and two murder attempts, he gave us the House back.

During that month Matt went through a slight depression. Leading the Party House was what he did, and it was unfairly taken from him. Yes, it stressed him out; yes, it held him up all night, every night. But, still, it was what kept him from dying of boredom. It was what kept every teenager of Sidegreen Isle from dying of boredom.

Eliza's parents took her back in. I guess her mother couldn't help but feel sorry for what they did to their only daughter and called to apologize. Of course, she took it as an invitation and left for her house a day later.

Sylvia was kind of unfazed. She was mad when the cops locked down the House, but got over it quickly. Besides, she had her brother to take care of when her parents worked. Her mom had the island's salon and her dad was the island's butcher.

As for the twins, we kind of bonded more while the others were busy. We took revenge on the Mayor by prank-calling him, we made Matt feel better and helped Sylvia out with babysitting her brother.

Meanwhile, my uncle still didn't know about my involvement with the neighbors. He was curious, though, about my finding friends so suddenly. Despite that, my life went back to normal. It was hard for me to fall asleep at night due to the all-nighters at the House, but I started sleeping earlier again.

When the Mayor called the cops off the House he was expecting us to go running back immediately, which we did. And we expected him to go calling us on the phone again immediately, which he did. So predictable...

Luckily, it was Eliza the one that picked up the phone and not Matt. If that had happened he would have ended up in jail. Let's just say he had put one of Mayor Phillips' campaign posters on his wall and threw darts at it.

"Hello?" She asked in a mocking tone because we already knew who it was. She put him on speaker.

"It is the Mayor. If you get out of line again I will not only lock down your little house, I will wreck it." The Mayor says.

"And what should we do of you get out of line?" I ask mockingly. Silence.

"You have been warned." He says and hangs up.

We burst out laughing.

"So what now?" I ask after a while.

"We clean up, stay 'quiet' for a month or so and go back up there again." Matt says.

"You don't learn from your mistakes, do you?" Sylvia asks him.

"Nope." He replies.

"How mature." I comment.

"I am a teenager, I don't do 'mature'." he replies.

After that we all scatter around cleaning up the mess of the last party and the mess the cops made. Fortunately they couldn't find any of the passageways.

We must have been very excited to be back, because we finished faster than usual and we had twice the work to do.

"We have enough time to go get ice-cream." I tell them.