It was Friday, which meant date night for my parents. Yeah it sounded lame, but I always thought that was what kept them together, even when Dad's secretary tried to split them, the whore. Amy was out too, at some party or something; typical 16 year old wanting to be out the house no matter what. I, however, was sat in my room looking out the window instead of revising for my A-Level Economics exam on Tuesday. It sounds b...