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All i have to say is... HOLY FUCK. Last night was fucking surreal...like a walk in the twilight zone or something...
It all started when rachel and i decided to leave my house around 12:30 in the morning. Originally, my mom was a bit incredulous about letting us go out that late, but we thourghly convinced her that we were perfectly safe and that we would be home, safe, and tucked in our beds before 5. Hesitantly she let us go (perhaps she realized that if she didn't we'd just end up sneaking out anyway). Moving on...
Jessica was on her way to pick us up, but Rachel and i were quite bored. So...we decided to start walking. We didnt really know where to, or even if we had a ride, but we were confident that we would figure things out. Eventually, we reecieved a phone call from jess, and informed her that we were on the corner of walton and sugar pine. SHe rolled up, and we took off.
HoWeVeRRR....Jess had just come from a family reunion, and had been drinking... A LOT. SO i was like "alright! Ill drive." Seemed like no biggie because i've done it many times before.
Little did i know that the car i was driving had NO LISCENCE PLATE, NO REGISTRATION, AND NO PROOF OF INSURANCE. Well i found that out soon enough, but im getting there.
So...we're driving down brewster road, crankin' the Ashlee simpson, when all of the sudden we see blue and red flashing lights in the rear-view mirrior. SCARIET FUCKING MOMENT OF MY LIFE! So, what to do? Tell the office "Hey, i know i dont have a liscence, oh and yeah i know this car has 6 people in it, and yes, i am well aware that itss 2 am (WAYYY PAST curfew)"...or should i run? Well, at a seconds notice, i decided to trade places with Jessica. SMART FUCKING MOVE! Wooo HOoo!
THree bigillion tears, a million pleads, 50 prayers, and about an hour later, the NICE SHERIFF let us off scott free. And yes, he saw me trade places with jess.