Well now, Life sucks again

Alright, so two weeks ago I had some money and purchased some booze through a friend. Me and my friends had a good time that night, and it was fun. THe next morning we go walking around, figure we shouldn't store it my place for the time being, and then we stashed it at my of my friend's, who lives a couple blocks away from me. So a week later at a basketball game, I see her, and say "Hey, can I come over after this? We can hang and I'll take that stuff off your hands." She replies with 'My mom found it, but I said it wasn't mine and she believes me.'

I thought that the matter was done with, but little did I know. Last night there was a school dance, being the party animal I am, I went. Right before we went, my parents went to church for the service that night, and then talked with the girl's mom. She mentions it, and leans more heavy on me as a suspect than my best friend who was with me at the time. So I have a kickass time at the dance, fucked my curfew and came home an hour late. My mom says I couldn't hang out with anyone today because of that. And then my dad brings up the booze thing, so I confess, because he basically already knew. My parents are still figuring out a punishment. Luckily I still got to go see Constantine, but I'm guessing curfew with be shaved by an hour or two, they won't let me hang out with certain people, etc.

Sucky. I also am flushing my system just in case they think I did drugs too.