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Im going to keep this brief, becuase i dont want to go into detail for once. I seem to lOVE detail..
Friday night i went to my friend Vanessa's house. it was me there with 8 other people, we had pizza and were just hanging out. but then vanessas brother came home(Andre), he was drunk, he went crazy, angry that we were there. he threw the pizza all over the room, got in everyones faces, threw plates on the ground. He basically wanted to fight everyone in the room. He pushed Travis, his older brother Tyler jumped on top of him and it was like a wrestling match with everyone screaming.
Someone knocked on the front door, i was leaning on it, so i opened it. and there were 4 people from school just standing there waiting to get let in. i was confused, i shut the door on their faces and Travis yelled at them to leave. Obviously they were the reason this whole thing started. we wernt supposed to be there, becuase they were planning on comming in and drinking.
in the mix of it all someone forced a phone into my hand, and i asked Deanna who was on the phone, and she tells me its 911. im like "oh crap... who decided to call the police?! and i cant hang up on them becuase they're going to come now anyways.. why the hell are you making ME talk on the phone?!" so i talked to the opperator and thats where i started to freak. becuase i didnt want to be involved with the police the night before i start a new job. They asked me what was going on... and they asked my name.. and again im like OH FUCK, becuase now if they need to ask questions they'll ask me becuase i was the phone person..
meanwhile people are still screaming and Andre has found a stand up lamp and is swinging it around like a weapon. He hits Vanessa on the shoulder and smashes the light bulb. now theres glass all over the floor along with pizza and broken plates. Tyler gets ahold of him again and somehow pushes him out the front door. In the whole thing no one is really hurt besides Chris, who was punched in the face on accident when he tried to break everyone up.
I wasnt doing anything, i saved the guitar from getting smashed by falling people, and i got the hell out of the way XD; im not going to jump in a fight with people who are over 50 lbs bigger than me and 10 inches taller. besides, it was basically 1 against my 3 large male friends. They didnt need my help.
So it moves outside and Andre is still trying to attack the guys. Some how vanessas mom has showed up and shes holding back Andre. so now we're just standing there. Im still on the phone, and the opperator really sucks. you know how in movies or TV they're all nice and try to keep you calm or in good spirits, NO its not true. The opperator hung up on me. im like "hello? are you still there?" but they hung up, didnt even say bye. That opperator was as nice and friendly as a frickin telemarketer. I would have been fine if Deanna hadnt forced the phone on me, but no, i started crying becuase i didnt want to be stuck there all night talking to the police XD
Andre runs to one of his friends cars and leaves, his mom jumps in her car and follows. someone everyone else wanders back into the house and it is in ruins. it looks like a riot took place. we go upstairs and just stand around trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Where are the police? they show up about 15 minutes too late. We hear a voice yell from downstairs "EVERYBODY OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!!" and we all file down the stairs and out the door, theres two police in the living room with their guns drawn watching us. We get outside and theres two more police, one with his gun and the other a batton. They lined us up against the garage. It was kinda sureal.. becuase it felt like getting lined up for a firing squad... maybe not with bullets but at least questions..
They ask some random questions... then they basically leave. Seriously, if Andre had a knife or a gun, there wouldnt have been anything the police could have done. It took them forever to get there. so we all helped clean up the house, everyone was quiet. it sucked, i went home, told my mom about it. and that was it.
And the hillarious part, it was only like 9pm when it all happened. it was THAT early in the night, and i was pumped up on adrenaline. It was a really good night that went bad.
I found out today that Andre doesnt remember anything that happened.. i just couldnt keep my cool after knowing the police were comming. im still angry deanna got the phone, dialed it, then wasnt man enough to talk to them herself, and stuffed it into my hands. thats what really ticked me off.
So much for detail huh?
Friday night i went to my friend Vanessa's house. it was me there with 8 other people, we had pizza and were just hanging out. but then vanessas brother came home(Andre), he was drunk, he went crazy, angry that we were there. he threw the pizza all over the room, got in everyones faces, threw plates on the ground. He basically wanted to fight everyone in the room. He pushed Travis, his older brother Tyler jumped on top of him and it was like a wrestling match with everyone screaming.
Someone knocked on the front door, i was leaning on it, so i opened it. and there were 4 people from school just standing there waiting to get let in. i was confused, i shut the door on their faces and Travis yelled at them to leave. Obviously they were the reason this whole thing started. we wernt supposed to be there, becuase they were planning on comming in and drinking.
in the mix of it all someone forced a phone into my hand, and i asked Deanna who was on the phone, and she tells me its 911. im like "oh crap... who decided to call the police?! and i cant hang up on them becuase they're going to come now anyways.. why the hell are you making ME talk on the phone?!" so i talked to the opperator and thats where i started to freak. becuase i didnt want to be involved with the police the night before i start a new job. They asked me what was going on... and they asked my name.. and again im like OH FUCK, becuase now if they need to ask questions they'll ask me becuase i was the phone person..
meanwhile people are still screaming and Andre has found a stand up lamp and is swinging it around like a weapon. He hits Vanessa on the shoulder and smashes the light bulb. now theres glass all over the floor along with pizza and broken plates. Tyler gets ahold of him again and somehow pushes him out the front door. In the whole thing no one is really hurt besides Chris, who was punched in the face on accident when he tried to break everyone up.
I wasnt doing anything, i saved the guitar from getting smashed by falling people, and i got the hell out of the way XD; im not going to jump in a fight with people who are over 50 lbs bigger than me and 10 inches taller. besides, it was basically 1 against my 3 large male friends. They didnt need my help.
So it moves outside and Andre is still trying to attack the guys. Some how vanessas mom has showed up and shes holding back Andre. so now we're just standing there. Im still on the phone, and the opperator really sucks. you know how in movies or TV they're all nice and try to keep you calm or in good spirits, NO its not true. The opperator hung up on me. im like "hello? are you still there?" but they hung up, didnt even say bye. That opperator was as nice and friendly as a frickin telemarketer. I would have been fine if Deanna hadnt forced the phone on me, but no, i started crying becuase i didnt want to be stuck there all night talking to the police XD
Andre runs to one of his friends cars and leaves, his mom jumps in her car and follows. someone everyone else wanders back into the house and it is in ruins. it looks like a riot took place. we go upstairs and just stand around trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Where are the police? they show up about 15 minutes too late. We hear a voice yell from downstairs "EVERYBODY OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!!" and we all file down the stairs and out the door, theres two police in the living room with their guns drawn watching us. We get outside and theres two more police, one with his gun and the other a batton. They lined us up against the garage. It was kinda sureal.. becuase it felt like getting lined up for a firing squad... maybe not with bullets but at least questions..
They ask some random questions... then they basically leave. Seriously, if Andre had a knife or a gun, there wouldnt have been anything the police could have done. It took them forever to get there. so we all helped clean up the house, everyone was quiet. it sucked, i went home, told my mom about it. and that was it.
And the hillarious part, it was only like 9pm when it all happened. it was THAT early in the night, and i was pumped up on adrenaline. It was a really good night that went bad.
I found out today that Andre doesnt remember anything that happened.. i just couldnt keep my cool after knowing the police were comming. im still angry deanna got the phone, dialed it, then wasnt man enough to talk to them herself, and stuffed it into my hands. thats what really ticked me off.
So much for detail huh?