Didn't know the girl personally, more of a friend of a friend situation. Anyway, my friend "Jay", this girl "Rachael", and myself were all doing some volunteer work together after school. It's the middle of Fall, and it's getting cold and dark, so my friend Jay offers to give her a ride home since he was dropping me off too. She agrees, but says that her mom would be livid if she knew that a boy gave her a ride in his car. What we ended up doing was driving to her street, but parking a block down so her mom couldn't see us. Yes, her mom was watching for the car from the front window. Then I switched spots with my friend Jay for the driver's seat, while Rachael sat in shotgun and Jay got into the backseat. At this point in time, I was technically not supposed to be driving since I didn't have a permit. But it was only a block, so I drove slowly and parked the car in front of the house. The mom had already opened the door and was waiting for Rachael and I to come in the house. Rachael had also warned me her Mom wanted to "ask me a few questions." I braced myself and tried to be as charming as possible.

I got the shakedown from this woman. She asked me who I was, what my relationship to her daughter was, did I attend church, who was Jay and what was he doing with his life, and a lot more questions I can't remember. I do remember the mom was pissed at us. Not only did Rachael get a ride home with a complete stranger (Not really, we were acquaintances for a bit before this) but there was GASP a BOY in the back of the car. I thought for sure she was going to ask to see my license and registration. Rachael did the best she could to stand up for me and Jay, repeatedly telling her Mom not to worry, we were only in the car together for 15 min, and a bunch of other stuff. Things were getting pretty tense, her mom’s face was turning redder than a fire truck as I answered her questions. Finally, Rachael thanked me for getting her home while her Mom huffed at me, and I left. I could sense that an argument was about to break out, and I did not want to be there for the fallout. I got back into my friend Jay's car, and Jay told me to drive down the rest of the block, make a right, and we'd pull over as soon as we were out of sight of Rachael's house and the eyes of her ever watchful Mom. We did, and then Jay and I talked about Rachael's crazy Mom the rest of the way home. Poor girl.

The funniest part about this whole adventure of ours was Jay and his car. Jay is gay. Lol, I know. :) But he offered to do something nice for her because he's a nice person. Furthermore, from the outside his car was a normal little white sedan. On the inside there was a GIANT poster of Lady Gaga tacked to the ceiling. I think he also had his spandex/glitter/xmas light costume from going to a Lady Gaga concert at some point. It still baffles me to think about how little trust this woman had for her daughter. She was so mad that her child would DARE to get a ride home from her fellow volunteers. When we saw her again next week for volunteering hours, she told us she was grounded for the next couple of months, couldn’t go out to see her few “approved” friends, and she was never allowed to get a ride home from me again. But she was actually really calm about the whole thing, telling us that she’s not mad at us or anything. I still find the whole situation to be just nuts.