"Celine Hunnie. Is that you?" called Mother as she crawled out of bed to the kitchen, where I was getting a drink of water.
"When did you get in?" she asked.
"Maya dropped me off a minute ago."
"How was it?" she smiled, helping herself to a cup of water.
"How was what?"
"The vistory celebration ofcourse?"
"It was Ok. I guess."
"Wait, have you been drinking?" She began to sniff at me.
'Mom please don't freak out. I had one drink."
"Celine since when? I thought we had an agreement."
"Mom. It was only one drink. Everyone was drinking. I am 17 yrs old."
"You are still illegal. I am starting to dislike the idea of you hanging out with this Maya girl. She is like a bad influence in your life."
"Mom you can't say that. You have never met her before. You know nothing about her."
"I do
