I just think lying's more trouble than it's worth. First, you've got to think of a story, then you've got to remember the story, then you've got to set it up so that all your facts fit... hell, lying is supposed to make life easier, right? How's all that work easier?
But tonight is a different case. No way is Dad letting me go to the concert if he thinks Kevin is going to be there, and he certainly won't let me hang out after. So this is his doing. He's practically forced me to lie to him. If Dad thinks I'm out with Jade, he won't care what we're doing or how late we are getting home. Jade's supposed to be a good influence on me. Not like Kevin. Jade's nothing like Kevin.