>be someone else
>Halloween 2016
>decide to hold a party ’cause parents are outta town
>dress up as CIA
>do the power stance as I greet my friends as they arrive
>a few of them do a little IRL Baneposting with me – all in good fun
>a lot of people showed up
>don’t remember inviting most of the guests, not sure if some of them even goes to my school but whatever – the more the merrier, right?
>qt 3,14 from school shows up
>and she didn’t come alone; the main jock and a two of his buddies are with her
>jock is dressed as motherfucking Bane, and his friends as mercs
>“uhh, you don’t get to bring friends” try to act like a big guy in charge of the situation
>”They’re not my friends”
>they all make their way inside
>I’m about to ask her why she told these assholes about my party when I see the lights of a cop car out on the street
>this can’t be happening!
>“Crashing this party – with no survivors!”
>qt 3,14 & jock Bane are about to take off out the back along with a lot of other guests out the back
>he turns, and says smugly: “they expect one of us in the wreckage, brother!”
>open the door to the cops – “What seems to be the problem, officer?”
>cops tell me they’ve gotten complaints about loud music & underage drinking – they ask for ID on some of the guests, turns out a lot of them were underage
>turns out some of the guests brought weed with them as well
>police calls my parents
>mfw i got grounded