I'm a big ol' bitch!
Last night I got to be the bitchy older sister. I was pretty effective, too. My parents went to Nashville for the weekend with my dad's company and left Will and I home alone. The rules were no parties (which Will talked about having all week) and that Will wasn't allowed to have anyone over or spend the night at anyone's house. So, Mom and Dad left yesterday and around 3 Will came home with some girl. I told him she needed to leave and he was like, "David's coming to pick her up." I let it slide and by the time I left for work at 4:30 there were three kids in the house. I told him they needed to leave and that I had my neighbors phone numbers with me and I would be calling them to have them check up on the house. I also had Nathan drive by around 7:30 or 8 to check up on it. I saw Will at the mall while I was working, so I figured there wouldn't be anything going on at the house when I got home. So I got home at around 9:30, walk into the house, notice that it smells like shit (some genius decided to use air freshener to cover up whatever the smell was, which I'm assuming was pot), there are two guys plus Will here, it's about 800 degrees, and they left their Visine on the counter. I told Will to get them out of the house and he was like, "I'll take them home when Travis gets here at 11, just let them stay until then." I said no, it would be his curfew by then, and to get them out of the house. So the three of them left and Nathan and our friend Lindsey and her boyfriend came over to watch a movie. Will's friend Travis got to the house around midnight, and then Will showed up (a half an hour late for his curfew) with the two guys who were here before, another guy, and two girls who all just walk upstairs like it's their house. Travis was still downstairs and I told him to get the people out of the house. Instead of doing that, he goes to the front door and lets about 7 girls into MY house. (Okay, so it's not technically my house, but I was in charge of it.) One of the girls even had the nerve to say, "Aww, big sister's worried!" I was about to be like, "yeah, and you're getting the fuck out of my house." So, Travis tries to reason with me by saying, "Everyone's going to leave soon," to which I reply, "No, because I've been instructed to take keys from people, so just get them out." He said, "We're going to be responsible, nothing's going to happen," to which I reply, "You're right, nothing's going to happen because I'm not having 16 year olds drinking in my house, so you're going to leave." He went upstairs and I called my dad to tell him Will had people over and so Dad called Will and told him he had a half an hour to get people out of the house or he was coming home. Will came downstairs and was like, "Not cool, Whitney." I said, "It's not my job to be cool to you and your high school friends. It's not cool that you're disrespecting Mom and Dad and me by having these people over, so they need to leave now." So, a parade of angry high schoolers left my house sober and I was victorious. Will wasn't allowed to go and I figured he would pull something stupid, which he did, by climbing out the second story window using a fire escape ladder. I pulled it in, locked all the windows and doors, and left the bedroom door open so Max could bite anyone he tried to bring home with him. Later I decided the best plan would be just to call him and tell him to stay where he was because he didn't need to be driving around at 4 in the morning. He came home this morning around 9:30. Mom and Dad are coming home, so when he came in the door I said, "Good job ruining Mom and Dad's trip, they're coming home today," and the douchebag goes, "It's your fault for telling them to come home." I said, "I didn't tell them to come home, they're coming home because your dumb ass went against everything they told you not to do and you're making stupid decisions." So he stalked upstairs, brought down the 50 year old alcohol that he stole from my parents, and has been upstairs (probably sleeping) ever since. That was a long story, sorry for being so wordy. He pissed me off so much, though. He was like, "Why couldn't you just let this weekend go and let me have fun?" So I just told him, "Because I told you that if I caught you sneaking out again I was telling Mom and Dad because you're 16 years old and you don't need to be running around at three in the morning getting drunk and high and who knows what else?" He's so stupid. I didn't sleep well at all last night. I didn't fall asleep until about 3, then I woke up at 4:30, then woke up again at 5:30, then I just stayed awake, got up and got juice, watched infomercials, and finally fell asleep around 6:30 and slept until Mom called at 9. The parents are quite pissed, so I'm a little curious to see what goes down when they get home. I'll keep ya updated, though. Have fun at the birthday party tonight, those of you attending, and I'll talk to you all later! Love you guys!