14 Chapter 14

During lunch my phone goes off, playing my ringtone, which is Single for the Summer by Sam Hunt.

"The new year's getting older, the February roses are withered away.

The sun keeps getting closer, sinking a little slower everyday.

Ooh it's getting louder at the lights, music clashing in the street,

Moon shining on the parking lot dolls.

Tanned legs in the night, sliding out of the sea, stilettos at the crosswalk.

I graduated but every year in May I get that schools out feeling.

I feel it creeping in every day and on weekends and I'm drowning in the freedom.

Blame it on the bikinis, party girls, and martinis and the sunshine.

Private school daughters that never go underwater keeping their hair just right.

I know in September, I'm gonna remember how much I loved her.

I'm single for the suh uh uh single for the summer.

I've gone off the deep end, company I'm keeping is messing me up

The good girls at home sleeping, while I'm out creeping 'til the sun comes up

Ooh I've got my phone faced down, and my hair combed back,

Riding round getting good at the game

Saying the wrong things right, chasing midtown girls holding hands and forgetting their names

I graduated but every year in May I get that school's out feeling

So I wanna leave and pretend that I'm not a cheater and I can't help leaving

Blame it on the bikinis, party girls, and martinis and the sunshine

Private school daughters that never go underwater keeping their hair just right

I know in September, I'm gonna remember how much I love her

I'm single for the suh uh uh single for the summer

Ooh ooh

All of these pretty young thangs (Pretty young thangs)

Can make you forget a goodbye set (Pretty young thangs)

Trying to make a good guy bad

Blame it on the bikinis, party girls, and martinis and the sunshine

Private school daughters that never go underwater keeping their hair just right

I know in September, I'm gonna remember how much I love her

I'm single for the suh uh uh single for the summer

Why do I love all of these city girls

Why do I love all of these city girls with pretty eyes

Down on the money and broken hearted rich girls, the debutantes, the small town runaways

All dolled up at the bar, with debit cards, they don't know how pretty they are

City girls, city girls

Kissing in the daylight

Daylight, kissing in the daylight

Kissing in the daylight

Kissing in the daylight." my ringtone is about to loop but I answer it. It's my father.

"Where the hell are you? If you don't fucking tell me I'll find you and kill you." he says.

I sigh and say, "I'm at school right now. So why do you care?" I roll my eyes.

"Where's your stupid cat and all your clothes?" he snaps at me through the phone.

I bare my fangs even though he can't see me. "Why the hell do you care? All you do is get drunk! Don't call me ever again!" I say and hang up, setting my phone down before drinking from the water bottle full of blood. We're in the theater room so no one else but my friends heard that.

William looks at me and says, "Hey? You alright?" He touches the bruise on my left cheek. I wince and look away.

"I'm fine…" I mutter, trying not to cry.

To be continued

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