My Best Friend’s Parents

My best friend is awesome—we’ve been basically joined at the hip since third grade—but I can’t stand her parents. Whenever I come over, they force us to stay in her back yard, saying that we need exercise, and not letting us inside the house. They’re constantly making her study, grounding her for tiny things, they don’t let us have sleepovers, and when she comes over to my house, they time exactly how long she stays, punishing her if she comes home just a minute late. They also won’t let her go to the mall, or ride her bike with me around our quiet little town, won’t let her get a boyfriend, and won’t let her get her drivers’ license, even though we’re seventeen!