Finally

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We reached home safely. It's unusual since I was driving. Even though I only drove mom's car once and she never has since I had ran over the mailbox I mean it wasn't my fault that she would not stop correcting what I was doing. But, when I drive dad's truck theres nothing wrong with it. Because he doesn't complain. He is cool, collected, and calm about instructing me. She sighed "Well that was almost a disaster." Mom said. I rolled my eyes and heald my tounge. Then I closed the front door and ran to my room. I dropped on my bed. *ding*

jack: Hey butterfingers!

you: God I hate that nickname

jack: well its stuck now do I have a nickname

you: yeah lil Greenie haha

Greenie: uggg fine that's fair so whats up

you: welllll........ dad said he couldn't get us next  weekend mom is out at a business meeting over at our old town mark is out with some old buddies at a bar the house is a wreck and school will be after tomorrow UGGGG LIFE 

Greenie: well well well you seem stressed you need to relax

you: easier said than done Greenie

Greenie: come onnnn ill take you to get  some coffee soyou can relax and unwind. just ya know not a date or anything

you: y not one sec I am getting a call

 I answer the phone and put it up to my ear

"hey Tyler whats up"

"Lilah were at the hospital... it's Mark"  when those words slipped out of his mouth tears stung my eyes

"what happed" my voice was shaking like a leaf.

"we were just drinking and having a good time then threw up we thought it was by how much alcohol he consumed in a short amount of time then a few miniutes later he just dropped to the floor. He was barely breathing and we took him here. "

"ok im on my way"

"ok" I hang up and call Sean

"hey butterfing-"

"Sean its not the time right now"

"woah what's wrong Lilah?"

"Marks in the hospital"