Stupid Kids

My mom and i were watching TV. I was waiting for the sun to go down so i could head up to Justin's. I noticed that this seemed to be taking longer than normal. Suddenly, the door bell rang. I went to answer it, but no one was there. I was a little angry, but decided to ignore it and went back to the TV room. The doorbell rang again, so i went to answer it again. Again, there was no one there. This time, i looked around outside before giving up. It was raining pretty hard. I noticed there was an umbrella sticking out of my mom's car (her old car...i miss that car...). I walked over to it, and i found a kid from down the street in the car. He got out and followed me into the house. I tried to figure out exactly how to ask him "What are you doing here?" and just as i started, he began to speak as well, so i cut myself off and just decided to let him tell me what was going on. "PLEASE take care of me!" he shouted. He repeated this a few times, and i said "No." He had some sort of papers about it too. I read on them something about "Deferring responsibility." I told him, "I defer responsibility to my mom, who will, in turn, defer responsibility back to your parents." I think i told him to get out at that point. In any event, he left soon after. A little while later, i decided that it was a bit odd how easily we had gotten rid of him, so i thought i might check outside to see what was going on. It wasn't really raining anymore, but i saw the umbrella sticking out of the car again. I walked over there, and i was shocked to see not one, but many of the kids from down the street in the car, but not only that, they all had luggage. "What the hell is going on here???" i exclaimed. I gathered that they were planning some sort of road trip or something to get away from their parents, i guess. I told them to get out of the car. I raised my voice a bit as i asked them, "What are you hoping to accomplish here? None of you can drive; you don't have a license; you don't have the keys--" one of them interjected here by handing me the keys to the car, which really freaked me out. However, i seemed to be accomplishing my goal as they were all filing out of the car and bringing their crap with them. One kinda fat kid was getting out, and he was right in front of my face, so i decided to try and make a lasting impression to avoid this situation again, and i yelled, "I SAID GET OUT!!!" right in his ear. As he scurried by, two cops walked up, and asked if there was a problem. I told them that i 
thought i had everything under control. The kids had pretty much all left by now, and the cops asked me if we had ever had a problem with these kids before. I started to say, "no," but then i remembered a previous incident involving one of the kids (may have been the part earlier in this dream). They started examining the car, and i was shocked to see a bunch of wet towels and junk in the car. I thought they had taken all their crap with them. The cops helped me get it all out of the car, and some of the kids came back to retrieve their stuff. One of the things that remained in the car was a set of orange ski goggles. I told the cop that these were mine, but he seemed pretty suspicious for some reason. He asked me if the sunglasses were mine too, but i told him they weren't. I don't really remember what happened next, but for some reason, the name "Brooke Johnson" woke me up.