It’s a big, raucous house party of drunken high school students. Describe the scene in three ways: a teen at the party, a police officer, and a parent of a teen at the party.

It’s 11:21. My eyes are wide open. I’m laying in the dark of my bedroom next to my husband. How can he be asleep right now? Am I the only parent in the world worried out of my mind every single Friday night? I told Jenna 11:30. I better hear that garage door open in …