My "Caught by parents" story

This past summer, I went over to my buddy's house to chill one night when he was having a party. there were a lot of kids younger than me that i didn't really like back in high school there, but I didn't really care, they were all drinking, and most of them got cooler as they drank. Anyway, once the beer was flowing like wine, we decided to load a bowl into Palmela Handerson, my buddies new piece (named for the way she sits so nicely in your hand). We smoke in the back yard with a few people i wasn't really that cool with chillin in the background. the next day my mom comes home early from work (I was off that day), and tells me she needs to talk to me. Evidently my name got dropped in some text messages that were sent from one dude at the party who thinks he's like my best friend even though we've hung out 5 times, and some girl who likes coke way too much. By the time the story got to my mom, I was suddenly their connect for the coke, and i was teaching all the innocent children how to smoke pot. This explanation took about an hour with all the stopping my mom did to cry. all i did was smoke 1 bowl, and suddenly i'm slingin coke. So my mom keeps me from leaving with conversation for a while, and then my dad comes home and hands me a little cup. you know the one. I lucked out, becaus i was already late for a baseball game, so i shot out the door. somehow i managed to avoid the test for 3 days while i got clean, then when i knew i'd pass i volunteered for the test on the grounds that i wanted to get the stress overwith. so i piss. while the test is working, i tell my parents i want to talk to them. I give them this speech about how happy I am in my life, how I have the best friends in the world, and that if i ever had any kind of problem, my friends would call me out before my parents knew something was wrong. I told them i'd never done coke (and don't plan to), and that they needn't worry. I also said this, "would we even be having this conversation if 'rebecca' didn't like coke so much?" they said "no." I said "okay then. don't worry about it." and have smoked on the daily pretty much ever since, without a single word from mom.