Seniors

" "Holy fuck!" Kelly exclaimed, "Mom's gonna kill us!" "We're gonna have to get used to it," I observed, "Cause we're gonna be here a while. That is unless you're a lot more sober than I am. I can't even see, let alone drive!" So, not knowing what else to do, we just went back to sleep. It was after 11 before we finally drove into the Collins driveway. Before we'd got out of the car Mom C. was coming out the back door. "Where in the world..." she said, "Oh my gosh! What on earth happened? Where have you boys been? You're a mess!" "I gotta get cleaned up," I said, ignoring her questions, "I'm gonna be late for church!" "Forget it," Mom said, "I've called long ago and told them you wouldn't be there today. Your only duty right now is to do some explaining, and you've got a lot of that to do." Then we made our next mistake: we tried to walk. "Oh my gosh!" Mom exclaimed, "You're both drunk!" "What on earth were you thinking?" I demanded as Kelly and I peeled our clothes and prepared for a shower. We had explained to Mom what had happened, leaving out a few details of course, and she had excused us, promising that we'd talk later after we were sober and a little more lucid. "I'm so sorry, Charlie," Kelly said, tears welling up in her eyes, "I was only... I thought..." "You thought?" I accused, "I don't think you thought at all. Trust me, you said! It'll be a blast, you said! You had seniors all figured out, didn't you? The cool Kelly Collins has all the answers. Kelly's got seniors all figured out.