Go To The Party

I get up and head towards the front door to leave. As I’m walking down the hallway, I hear my older brother, David, in his room listening to music. He always plays his music so loudly and I can’t believe mom and dad don’t say something. Just because he is in a band doesn’t mean he should be able to blast his music when I can’t. I don't care if his band is good or that he plays at different places often. It still seems unfair to me. Anyway, mom and dad are out and I’m leaving for a party to have fun. To make sure no one forgets where I’m at, I leave a note by the door letting them know I’m over at my friend’s house for the graduation party.
A little while later I pull up to his house and see that I’m the first one to the party it seems. I only see his car in the drive way, but that doesn’t mean his girlfriend isn’t here. So, I pull in behind his car and make my way to the door. I ring the doorbell and wait.