I was a good girl too...but there were a couple instances...
I grew up in a VERY small town - population about 200 and probably about 1/4 of the town I was related to. In 8th grade, 2 friends and I were at my house and we were bored. So...we told my parents we were going for a walk. One of my friends had a huge crush on a guy who lived 2 houses down from my house. Wouldn't ya know it, he was home. So we stopped to talk to him and ended up going inside and playing a game of Monopoly. We all know how long THAT game takes! We kinda forgot that we told my parents we were on a walk...of course my parents thought we'd been kidnapped or hit by a car or something since we were gone for so long. We left the guy's house and immediately saw cop cars in my driveway. UH OH!!! I got into big time trouble since I was the "responsible" one. I've never seen my dad that mad in my life!