The funny thing is, I have two groups of friends, and most of the people in each group are different. Well, that's not the funny thing. The funny thing is that the main guy in each group is one of Jack's son - that's Josh and Noah.
So, Noah was playing football Friday night. It was an away game, and me and a bunch of guys went to see it. Besides Noah, my two best friends are Eli,
Oh, I should mention two things. Blake is about a month older than me, and he's already 16, but he hadn't taken his driver's test by this night, because he was too busy with football practice and everything. Also, in Texas, the first year you're driving, you can only have one rider who's under 18 and not related to you.
Me and Blake rode to the game (it was an away game, in a town about 25 minutes from home) with Mickey (another one of Jack's kids), but then we hung out with Nick for most of the game. Jack was cooking for us after the game, so we were all headed over to his house. Mickey's car was a bit full, so we decided to ride with Nick. The thing is, he was pretty tired and was heading straight home, and he lives out of town, so he wasn't going anywhere near Jack's house. So we headed back to catch Mickey, but he was already gone, and neither one of us had his phone number.
We tried calling Noah and Eli, but they weren't answering their phone (those locker rooms and buses can get pretty noisy).
So here we are, stuck out of town, and we can't find anybody who can give us a ride, because most people have taken off by now. We talked it over and figured we had about four options: call my dad, call Blake's dad, call Uncle Jack, or wait and try to catch Noah when he comes out of the field house.
The problem with that is, you probably remember how crazy parents can be. It's really hard to tell what they're going to do sometimes. Sometimes they blow off stuff where you're sure you going to get killed, then they go ballistic over something that's no big deal.
So here's what Blake and I figured.
1) Call my dad. Now, if you've heard Jack talk about me, you probably know that I got into a lot of trouble a few years ago. My dad's finally beginning to treat me like he thinks I'm responsible again, so I really didn't want to call him. Plus, if he did get mad, I'd probably have to stay home all weekend.
2) Blake's Dad probably wouldn't be that bad, but he was taking his driver's test the next afternoon, and he really didn't want to piss anyone off. Plus, he was afraid his dad wouldn't let him go to the next couple of away games if he got mad.
3) Uncle Jack. That man doesn't really get mad, like gripe at you a bunch, but he swings a vicious paddle, and I think he's a little more likely to use it, than my dad is to ground. A couple of swats on my boxers isn't too bad, but more than four, especially bare, really starts to kill. (Plus, I think Blake is kind of scared of that plastic paddle).
4) If we can catch Noah, and then he can call Mickey to come back, that might be best, but we're not even sure we can catch him. Plus, the coach says to keep phones put away, so he might not even have brought his, so he might not have the number, which would give us the same problem, but even later.
So, if you were us, what do you think the best thing to do would be?