#Chapter213

Homecoming, part 2 - the punch strikes again!

The thirteen of us sat in the office, along with our dates. Our hair was a mess, the girl’s makeup was a mess, and it ruined our clothes courtesy of the fruit punch served to us. The six younger kids didn’t have dates, in case you were wondering. They were the most significant cause of this mess. I bet you’re wondering how it got this way. Let’s start from the beginning, will we?

Homecoming was on a Saturday night, so we spent that day getting ready for it. Aunt Marissa supplied Mackenzie and my dresses and all the guys’ suits. Aunt...