Lie. Tell her you just deleted the text.

"I didn't want to go to the party, so I just deleted the text."

Of course, you plan to do so after you've memorized the address.

"Bullshit." She grabs my phone back flips through the recent texts and spots it. "You're in deep shit, buddy. And not just you."

"Fuck." You sag your shoulders.

Shannon tosses the phone back to you. "I'm reporting this, and if you try to go to this or any other party you're gonna be in even deeper shit."

"Yes ma'am."

She turns around and vanishes into her room, slamming the door.

Busted. Worse, Terry is gonna blame you for this. Great.

You might want to lay low for a bit.

To be continued.