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"Look, it is almost 8pm. Mom will go to her workplace. Better tell her about the party, before it is too late."

I re-read the text I was about to send to my best friend, Joey. I clicked on "send" when I was satisfied with the content of the text.

Joey's phone beeped instantly. I jerked my head toward the direction she was sitting, waiting for her to look at me. Her gaze was fixed on her phone for a while, before she looked up. I knew she was reading the text.

Joey shot me a glare, giving me a sign that she was nervous. Well, she was nervous about talking to my mom. I have never seen my friend like this before, except when she was crushing on boyfriend.

It was her plan, anyway. She should be the one to execute the plan.

It was Friday night. The weekend I've been looking forward to. Not because of the party organized by Romeo's football teammates. This week has been so stressful and filled with a lot of drama. I deserve a rest.

So, the night party will take place tonight. Initially,