Long story short it was a thursday night.
Liveprool is hardly an expensive place to have a night out if you know where to go, and on thursdays things are ridiculously cheap. I thought "ace, my 18th falls on a decent night out". So me and a few of my mates form 6th form went out and caned it. Hard.
The club we ended up in was 2for1. I'd been drinking like, well like it was my 18th and ended up a little bit tipsy. The club shut about 4. I didn't end up leaving till 8.30am . I woke up when the alarm form my phone went off at 6.30. I had triple biology at 9ish.
I was locked in. No-one knows how it exactly happened, but I had a massive cut on my head and needed stitches.
Became the stuff of much speculation and is basically a legend amongst those from 6th form. Apparently rumours that flew around involved me getting arrested. Using my head to bust down the locked doors and possibly even that I found a Minotaur in the basement and wrestled it into submission. Okay that last one may have been spread by me in an effort to regain some credibility.
Apparently in biology the register went something like this when it got to me
Biology teacher (who was also head of 6th form) "where is steven today?"
mate of mine "erm, we think he is still in the krazyhouse, miss."
Got out of A+E (where I fell asleep twice whilst waiting to be treated) about half 11. No hangover, I was tempted to go in for english last period, to what I assume would be to a reception as close to walking at out lord's as I would ever get, but instead I played football manager. My mum was off work that day, no words of comfort when I got in, she just laughed.