My heart started to chime like the strike of a clock at midnight when I heard that simple six worded statement my sister yelled as she swung my bedroom door open. There was no possible way that they could be here for me. Things like this didn't happen to me. I was the good kid. Immediately, I started to think about what my parents were thinking at the moment. My headed started to spin as I realized that I would have to face a big mistake I made just a couple of hours before. I'd have to face the music in a few minutes, just as I was about to head out to my front door. Even though I had run the first time from my mistake, I was going to face my mistake head on and do the right thing.
             It was the week of my senior homecoming, and the school was busy with the preparations of spirit week and the big game against our number one rival on Friday. It was a Wednesday morning, and I was starting off my day at my grandma's house. Normally, I would be at my own house getting ready for school, but I was taking care of my grandma that week, so I was staying the night with her. My grandma had undergone surgery the week before and was in no condition to walk or do any strenuous activities which meant that I had been given the keys to her car so I could drive myself to school. I was so excited that I was given the freedom to finally drive myself to school. After eating breakfast and saying my goodbyes, I grabbed my bags and hopped into my grandma's car and took off to school. I wanted to be early so I could get a good parking spot in the front of the school. When I got to school I headed to my first period class but I was surprised to see everybody dressed up go to the beach. Crap! I had forgotten today was one of the themed days for homecoming. I didn't want to miss out on this, especially since it was my senior year. I checked the time and decided I had the perfect amount of time to go home and grab something quick t...