You know it’s funny how, no matter what you do or how hard you try, you can find some way to surprise yourself and the people around you. I always thought what happened that night would’ve happened to anyone but me, but it did.
Caught this one speeding down the freeway, without a license. Drunk from the looks of it. Check 'em in for me please, Dean.
“I am not drunk, I haven't had a drop of alcohol, and for the last time I rushed out of the house and forgot my wallet!” I said, but no one acknowledged my protests. The officers shared glances and rolled their eyes.
“Uh huh, you and every other teen," says the officer behind the desk, “Name?”
“Amara Mikals”
“Alright, go sit, call someone to pick you up, because, obviously, you're not driving home in your state.”
“Fine.” I grumble, and nervously I dial my mother’s number, knowing I’ll never hear the end of it. The hour it takes for my parents to get here feels like forever. Maybe it was the impending doom or the thoughts of what could be happening to her while I’m stuck here torturing me. I heard my mother's voice before I saw her burst through the door,
“DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED WE WERE?FIRST, YOU RUN OUT OF THE HOUSE LIKE A MANIAC, YOU’RE SPEEDING, YOU HAVE NO LICENSE AND YOU DO ALL OF THIS WHILE DRUNK!”
“MA, I wasn't drunk, I swear, you know I don't drink!”
“How should I know? How should I even believe you? With all those college parties you're going to, I don't know what you're doing, with all those sketchy people!” she says, flailing her arms like a mad woman. That is when my father finally walks over and rests a gentle hand on her shoulder.
“Mir', please breathe. We are in public,” my father says, resting a gentle hand on ma’s shoulder in an attempt to calm her down. The look he gives me is a rare one that I never wanted to give me, but it is a look of sadness and disappointment,” My dear, what would cause you to do such a thing? This is not like you.”
I couldn’t meet his eyes, it was like a pleading puppy. He looked as if he was begging to know why.” Dad, I—I'm sorry,” I choked out.