Saturday Night

Chapter 4

When my parents come back home
I say we've been all alone but we don't know how the mess got this bad
I'll be grounded for a while
All I have to do is smile and get a little talk from my dad
The next time they're away all my buddies can stay
We'll do our best to drive the neighbourhood mad
You know that everybody likes to party on a Saturday
Everybody wants to party on a Saturday
Everybody loves to party on a Saturday night

"We're going to die, we're going to die, we're going to die, we're going to die, we're going to die." Dougie chanted over and over again, his face in his hands. I rolled my eyes and stretched in nonchalance. Dad had come into the house, ordered us onto the couches and then went to the basement and went outside to check the damages.

"Shut up dude, we're not going to die." I chuckled in reply as I rubbed his back. "Besides, Dad would go to jail if he killed us."

"Not if he hides our bodies" Dougie screeched in reply, his eyes growing wide. On the other side of him, Tom and Harry scoffed and rolled their eyes. Dougie has a big imagination and it usually gets the best of him whenever we're getting in trouble about something.

"Dougie, you're the one that's going to be fine, you're the one that didn't want to have this party in the first place." Harry reassured him. "There's no way that Dad can place the blame on you."

"Want to bet?" Dad asked as she walked back into the living room. I gulped as he looked at all of us, his eyes resting on mine. "Dougie, did you want the guys to have this party?"

"No, I was against it from the beginning. I even told them that they would get in trouble!" Dougie replied quickly and then grinned, knowing that he wouldn't get in trouble at all." I elbowed him in the side and he glared back at me.

"You do realize that you could have tried harder to get them to listen to you," Dad pointed out. "And because of that, you're getting punished too."

"Damn!" Dougie hissed and pouted as he slouched in his seat.

"Ok, Harry, you're grounded for three weeks because you're the oldest and you should have known better," Dad said as he pointed to him. Harry nodded and rested his chin in his palm, looking bored. "Tom, you're grounded for two weeks because you help with this party," Tom nodded and looked away from our dad's eyes. "Dougie, you're grounded for a week," Then he turned to me and I gulped in dread. "Now, Danny…you're grounded or two months."

"WHAT? TWO MONTHS?" I shouted as my eyes flew wide open. "That's not fair!"

"As I know, you're the one that decided to have this party, got the food, got the decorations, and you were the one that called all of the people. So it's only fair that you get the worst punishment."

"Yes sir" I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Good, now I'm going to go to my room and try to sleep off this headache that you guys gave me," Dad said and rubbed his forehead wearily. "You guys finish cleaning up and then you can go to sleep."

"Yes sir," All four of us muttered and waited as Dad walked up the stairs. As soon as he was out of sight, Tom, Harry, and Dougie reached over and slapped me on the arms and the head.

"OW! HEY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" I shouted in annoyance.

"This was your idea in the first place, now I have to be grounded for a week!" Dougie snapped back. I shrugged and laughed a little bit.

"Don't sweat it, at least we were able to have a really good party, and nothing was broken." I replied. All of a sudden we heard Dad's bedroom door open and heard his footsteps walk towards the banister of the stairs.

"WHO BROKE MY CLOCK, TV, AND BED?"

I froze where I was sitting. "I stand corrected" I whispered weakly.

Hearing Dad's footsteps on the stairs, my eyes widened and out of the corner of my eye I saw Harry jump to his feet.

"Quick, you guys get into the car and I'll get the car keys!" he cried and Tom, Dougie, and I raced out the front door.

THE END