“Is that you, Norsang?” She said, shocked but still angry. I didn’t get to answer; she continued. I was really scared now.

“I can’t believe this. How can you do such a stupid thing? Threatening me for money! I was going to call the cops.”

I had no answer for that nor did Engen. She continued her ranting and eventually I tuned her out. I already felt stupid enough. Then she said she was going to call my father and tell him what I and my cousin did. After that, she hung up. That brought me right back, we were in serious trouble. There was no way of avoiding it. I knew the “cops” thing would tick my father off. We were more stupid than I thought.

When she tells my dad, there was no doubt; he was going to tell the whole family. I wanted time to freeze right then just so that I won’t have to face them. Them meaning my dad, my aunt and my neighbor.

Minutes which felt like hours passed by. I felt stupid, scared and angry at myself and of course my partner in crime, Engen. In those minutes, both of did what we do every time we get in trouble: blame each other. He started by blaming me of coming up with the idea of prank calling my neighbor and I blamed him for being stupid.

“Why’d you tell her your name, you stupid?” I said while aiming a kick at him. I wasn’t expecting him to come up with an answer.

“If I didn’t, you would be in a cell right now.” He retorted back. It was one of those smart answers that make you feel stupid and shut up.

“You wouldn’t be here thanking me for saying your butt.” He continued with a sarcastic tone. My “shut up” was lost when the phone rang again. I hoped with all my heart that this wasn’t my aunt as I picked the phone up. It was a relief when I heard my dad’s voice.