My Story part 2
My story continues.
I am in the bathroom hiding from my two best friends fearing that I just ruined everything. They were both willing participants in our escapades, but still in my mind it was all my fault. I am trying to compose myself but it is not happening until Amber knocks on the door, “Hey my parents are home. John is stalling them but you need to get dressed.” She hands me my clothes and I get dressed and splash water on my face. I...