A/N: I think I've been wanting to write a Covenant fic since I was twelve. So here it goes, enjoy

This whole summer has been a complete…blur.

So it's no surprise that the ride back to Spencer is one too. I watch the trees through the car window. The leaves are starting to turn, and the way the sunset colors merge with the lingering greenery is dizzyingly familiar.

"Are you okay?" It comes from beside me, from my Aunt who's at the wheel of my car. A surge of annoyance bubbles in my stomach. I was as o-fucking-kay as I had been ten minutes ago when she'd asked. "Because you know, you can stay closer to home? Transfer to North Prep" she adds and her voice makes that annoyance turn into guilt.

I've been feeling guilty a lot lately.

"I think I'd rather die" It's dramatic, and callous and her wince makes me want to slap myself "It's full of shitty, pretentious mathletes"

"Thanks, bitch" my little sister, Allyson, chimes from the backseat and Aunt Jenna snaps about watching our language "at least it's not a hundred miles away from civilization"

She's a freshman this year, and I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't bummed about her choosing to go to North instead of coming to Ipswich with me.

It's not even all that far away from home, an hour drive max. I had grown up in Waterton a suburb right outside of Boston. Not exactly inner city, but definitely not small town like Ipswich and Spencer were.

While Lyss seemed to want to stay close to home, I wanted to get as far away from it as I could.

From the cemetery where my mom's body was rotting, from the panic attacks, the memory of it all seemed etched into the walls of my childhood home. Of every corner and street back where I'd grown up.

It sucks, but it is what it is.

"You know Spencer has one of the highest turnover rates to Harvard in the country. I say you just force her to come" Maybe I'm also a little scared of being away, of having none of them around to understand, to empathize.

"So I can be surrounded by a bunch of future lawyer assho- sorry Aunt Gemma- I think I'll pass" The sarcastic fifteen year old sasses from the back seat. I miss being fifteen. I think I do, at least.

The tickle in my stomach, that out of body feeling gets worse as we get nearer to the school. It's like…I'm not going to be Kayleigh anymore. Not the loud little fat girl who knows where to buy the best weed(even though I still totally did), not the girl who almost puked her brains out in biology last year when we dissected fetal pigs.

Nope, I'm going to be Kayleigh, the girl who's mom had died during the summer.

And who'd gotten dumped a month later.

And I've known that was coming for months. Spencer's social web was too connected, everyone knew everything about each other. And as much as I tried to play the "I could care less about what other people think" part, I really wasn't in the mood to be pitied, and questioned and comforted. I'd endured it all break and I wasn't feeling like taking it anymore.

I just wanted everything to go back to normal.

Which was a stupid want; my new normal was anxiety meds twice a day and avoiding relatives I never knew I had.

The mammoth castle of a school comes into view and I breathe through my nose, picking loosely at the fuzzy cotton of my gray cardigan. Here we go.

It's pretty much the same as the years before; going through the security at the front gate, dealing with finding a parking space in the lot in back of the dorm buildings.

My Aunt Gemma tearing up about dropping me off, the tedious trips carting all of my stuff into my new room, the awkward "Hey, how was your summers?" with kids I hadn't seen since may.

Well my summer was great, I buried my mom, how about you

I don't really say that, duh, but I want to. Especially when people tell me they're so sorry for my loss.

I'm in the C dorms this year, along with most of the other senior girls, floor three. Hardest to sneak out of, and fucking Brenda Bergson was the floors DH. She seriously thought she was the next Hillary Clinton. Annoyingest shit ever.

But on the bright side, I was rooming with one of my best friends. Thank the lord for those roommate request forms we'd filled out last spring. The thought of having to share a room with some girl I didn't know, or did know but couldn't stand, made me internally gag.

Mery's already in the room when we get there, the bitch is always early for everything. She always has been, even when we were little she'd show up for play dates ten minutes before she was supposed to. Her shoulder length hair is died a magenta toned red( the last time I saw it, it had been a lavender color) and she's already claimed the bed closer to the bathroom.

"Honey" my aunt coo's to her, nicer then she's ever been to me and I share a look with Allyson as she drops one of my baskets heavily on the floor. Nicer then she'd ever been to her either

Mery had always been like an adopted child to the blond, middle aged woman. To my whole family, really. I'd dragged her home with me at the age of six and she'd been around ever sense. I remember her shaking sobs when I'd told her about my mom, the devastation on her doe like face when she'd rushed over.

I shake the thoughts. I try to.

"Gemma! I missed you" The fiery haired girl hops up and hugs my aunt, sticking her tongue out at me before embracing me too. She's annoying but I love her.

"I've been texting you for like an hour, Arlene and Cassie we're just here, their room is literally like right below us"

"Lucky them, they don't have psycho Brenda as their DH. She's seriously going to be such a pain in the-"

"Hi guys. Hi family" the chirp of a voice makes me choke on the end of my sentence and as a figure sticks their head through the door.

Speak of the devil and she shall appear.

"Brenda, hi" I give her an awkward wave, trying to force my tone to be civil, maybe even friendly. She had let me copy her homework in German last year.

Allyson sitting on the end my bed with her arms folded, her almond eyes rolling.

"I just wanted to pop in, you know, let you guys know the 411" Oh dear fucking lord help her "about this year. I'm down the hall to the left, so you guys come to me if you have any questions or concerns about anything, or if you want to join the DH staff" She's handing us printed copies of the dorm rules, as though we hadn't gotten them in the mail with our schedules and stuff.

"Thank you, sweetie. That's so nice of you" My Aunt says politely.

"Yeah, of course. If you want to like, exchange numbers, there's a new parent outlet group that's starting and I could totally keep you connected" I have to cut her rambling short though.

"Her numbers on school file, I'm sure that Ms. Locklear will be sure to give her a call about all of that" There will be no exchanging of numbers.

She's suspicious but she covers it up with that false sunniness that makes people feel the way they do about her "Yeah you're probably right. Well I'm going to let you guys unpack and stuff…here's my card. Bye girly's" She hands us each a small, rectangle piece of paper before she exists.

She literally has a card. Like a business card. With her name and her number and the extracurricular she's in all in bold, nicely(expensive looking) calligraphy.

"You're fuuuuuuuuucked" It comes from my little sister and my aunt doesn't even tell her to watch her mouth.

Aunt Gemmaof course draws out the goodbyes, like she's done for the last four years. I want to tell her theres a party at the Dells I need to start getting ready for, that I needed to figure out all of the ways I could sneak out of this room. But I don't, I let her smother me. I might even enjoy it a little, bask in the last of it.

I'm walking them out to parking lot, the taxi there taking back home finally in front of the building. This was routine. We'd drive my car up here, full to the brim with all of my things, and then they'd take a cab back home. The fair wasn't cheap, but my family wasn't broke.

It'd been like this since sophomore year(I hasn't had a car freshman); my parents would come and make a huge deal(my grandma would come when she wasn't teaching) and then take a long cab ride home. They tipped the driver generously.

My mom hadn't come last year either though…she was on her latest rehab stint.

"And you'll answer my texts?"

"Yes"

"Promise?"

"Scouts honor" I had been a girl scout in 5th grade. So it was extra honorable.

"And you'll take your medication, and I know it's your senior year so I'm not saying don't drink just don't mix the two. Okay?" She says this lower, more serious.

"I will. I promise" I didn't want to go into a coma or something. And honestly, the idea of death scared the shit out of me.

She grabs my face with both of her hands, and pulls me tight embrace. She's warm, and she smells like Christmas time and it's never been this hard to say goodbye before.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

I hug Allyson just as tight, her big hair brushing my cheeks. She has my moms hair, she looks the most like her.

"If you decide you want to transfer here later in the year, call me" Why is my voice choked? Why do I feel like I want to cry.

"Not going to happen…I'll still call you though"

"I love you Lyss. Tell Savanna I love her too, kay? Keep an eye on her" I was referring to fourteen year old youngest sister who had a nasty knack for trouble and who had refused to come for the 'lame ass drive'

When they get in the taxi, I watch them til I can't see the bright yellow bumper anymore.

You're fucked, Allyson's voice rings in my head

Somehow we all collect in my dorm.

Arlene's sitting Indian style on my bed, half focused on her phone, half holding a conversation with Lilibeth. Her wild, dark curly hair is piled into a bun on the top of her head and her round; elfish features are sparking as she no doubts getting some juicy gossip.

Lilibeth is perched next to Mery, her usual resting bitch face in full force. Flaxen bangs cover her long eyelashes as she dishes about who's on her floor, and how it's bullshit that she has to be roomed with Naveeda Hashir while we all got paired up.

"That's your own fault for not turning in that roommate form thingy last year" Cassie's walking out of the bathroom "Oh my gosh, I fucking knew we shouldn't have stopped at that dollar scoop. I'm dying" She whines as she holds her flat stomach. Unusually flat, because I'd seen murder more than twenty chicken wings at once, she has the metabolism of an Ethiopian Olympian track star.

I have pretty friends, I'd been told before. I'm pretty myself, I'd also been told.

Pretty for a big girl. Pretty enough to date one of the hottest guys on the wrestling team for a half a year, I mean yeah he broke up with me but that had really been my own fault. And although I don't admit to anyone, I'd been more relieved about it then upset.

Pretty enough to have had been texting Tyler Simms all summer.

"Gross, I hope you sprayed frebreeze. I don't know why you couldn't shit in your own room" Mery grimaces and Cassie glares as she uses my lotion, and informs her that she'll shit wherever she pleases.

"What time are we leaving tonight, I think I'm going to meet Jeff down there" Lilibeth inquires, her Samsung in hand, as she obviously texts her boyfriend.

"Inst he like 30? Why is he going to a high school party?" Arlene sounds almost genuinely concerned, well concerned and disgusted. She had a knack for doing that, mixing two opposite emotions in one bitchy sentence.

"Excuse you, he's 26"

"He deserves to be in prison"

"You tried to seduce Mr. Hartonge when you were fifteen, shut the fuck up"

Oh, the joys of being reunited with my friends.

I feel abandoned, are you sure you cant come? I miss you

Nah, I'm not even on campus yet. Plus I hate the Dells. Have fun tho, be safe:)

Fine. Talk to you later, loser

I'm texting Eric about how much of a buzz kill he is. I hadn't seen him since the funeral, I'd known he wasn't going to come tonight though...not with how shaky and unsettled everything was from last year.

We managed to escape the dorms, and are currently dolled up piled into Arlene's car, on our way towards the bonfire.

"Jesus fuck, Arlene chill out" I glare from the backseat as she whips her range rover fast as shit around one of the cliff edges.

"I've got it, it's fine. Do you guys remember freshman year when we drove up here in Lilibeths grandmas Buick?" the curly headed driver sniggers at the end and I shake my head, not able to keep the grin off my face at the memory of us three years younger with bad eyeliner, vomiting Mad Dog 20/20 through our noses.

"We're lucky we didn't die" Lilibeth deadpans as she passes me back the backwood's rolled blunt.

"I seriously thought your dumbass was going to drive off one of the cliffs" she shoots at Cassie who's sitting beside me reapplying her(my) lipstick.

"Umm, It was your grandmas stolen car, I don't know why I was the one who had to drive home in the first place" Cassie's long, silken straight dark hair gets flicked over her shoulder.

I hit the cherried blunt once. Twice. Three times

I couldn't really say I was excited for this party. Even though we're seniors and I should be beyond hyped. We'd been waiting for this since we were fifteen.

But I was still dreading seeing all of my fellow classmates. Spencer was a fucking fishbowl.

Hey, Kayleigh , I'm so sorry about your dead mom/

My heart does its little flutter thing and my anxiety starts to swell at the thought of dealing with tonight.

"Okay, smoke the whole thing why don't you" Mery says from my other side and I numbly hand her the spliff. She takes it with one hand, runs my thigh with the other.

She had this weird way of knowing me and my responses better than I did. Guess that's what happens when you've known someone since you were in kindergarten. It really does kind of help until I we hit that sea of parked cars.

Here we fucking go.

The bonfires seems to be bigger then I remember more people than any of the years before. Or maybe I just hadn't been hyper aware of everything before. People are dancing, half naked by the fire and I internally snort. It's too cold for that fuckery, the September air already has a nasty bite to it.

I'm standing next to Arlene and Cassie, chatting about noting. Laughing about, and at, people we hadn't seen since last may.

Lilibeth had been stolen away by her way too old for her boyfriend and Mery had gone to talk to some weird Asian kids over by the sound system.

"Okay should we go retrieve her? Those people look sketchy as fuck" Arlene's judgey tone isn't as harsh as you would think it would be.

I look over at the boys who surround Mery. They're like break dancing in the sand I cough on a laugh and shake my head. Hell nah.

We socialize a little too, mostly just with our circle of friends.

I've never been shy, and only now do I realize how many people at this stupid school I actually know.

Honestly it's not as bad as I thought it would be, at least not so far. Jannet, a girl we've known since middle school does tell me that she's there whenever I need to talk, and Edwin, a guy in our group of friends hugs me too tight and keeps his arm slung over my shoulder for a little too long but other than that I don't want to blow my brains out.

"I'm going to go get another drink" I yell over the sound of the bumping electronic music.

"I'll come with you?" it's from Cassie and it's more of a question then anything. She's pressed close Kevin, her boyfriend, and I really don't need a baby sitter.

"No, I'm good. I'll be right back though" I reassure before I'm maneuvering my way through the writhing bodies of people partying.

Way, way, more packed then usual I think to myself irritated as some drunk girl stumbles and bumps into me. I ignore her slurred sorry and bite my tongue, keeping my rude comment in check as I continue on my journey for another cup of that vodka mix stuff I had gotten when we first arrived.

"Kayleigh! Hey girl" I run into Kate Tunney as I'm making my way back with my drink, she's accompanied by a blond girl I've never seen before.

"Kate! It's good to see you, how was Maui?" I hug the taller girl. I'd always gotten along with Kate, and we'd actually been partners in Chemistry last year. Yeah she could be a little catty, but then again so could I.

"It was amazing, most beautiful trip of my life I'm not even kidding. You? Your tan looks killer" And I appreciate that even though I KNOW she knows she was one of the biggest gossips at school), she doesn't bring it up.

"Eh, it was alright and right? I found this new tanning lotion that is no joke sent from god" I reply and both girls laugh, I look at the blond and smile, silently and discretely (I hope) judging her outfit choice. I bet that crop top wasn't as good of a choice as she thought back home and that she was freezing her tits off. Newbie.

"Kayleigh, this is my new roommate, Sarah. She just transferred in" Kate finally introduces us and Sarah gives me a little hug as she says hi and I even though I secretly hate hugs from random people I play along nicely.

"It's really nice to meet you, I'm Kayleigh"

"Same, it's cool to meet new people, you know. Since I don't really know anyone here yet" and I decide I might like her.

"Definitely get that. Just be careful, some of the bitches here are vicious" I warn as I take a drink out of the red cup and make a face. This mix was waaay stronger. The vodka overpowering the cranberry juice in a super unpleasant way.

"Right? I was just giving her the lowdown on everyone here"

"Okay yeah, where were you?"

"Aaron Abbot is a total piece of trash who treats his girlfriends like dirt" Kate asses as we look at the couple across from us. As per usual Lira's hanging on Aaron who's paying more attention to the girls shaking their ass to the music.

"He gave a whole group of sophomore's chlamydia last year. He knows where to get good ecstasy though" I shrug. I mean I know it's bad that he treats Kira like crap, but she allows it so that's on her.

"Ooh, who's that?" Sarah points out that hot new guy, and we all ogle for a minute too long. He's good looking. But the vibe that he gives off…I don't know... He's still hot though.

"He's new here too, hot a shit huh?"

Sarah gives a wholesome mmhmm and Kate gives me a look, waggling her arched eyebrows playfully.

"Right? I don't know much about him but I intend to find out" That's why I get along with Kate. She likes to play.

"I'm sure Pouge's going to love that" I shoot at her; she is still dating the biker. She just shrugs.

We're only talking for like two minutes before I see them. Well I hear them first kind of, people hollering greetings as they make their entrance.

I can't help the long eye roll.

"They're here" Kate sounds too excited for a girl who had just two seconds ago been more than down to go f*ck with that new guy.

"Who are they?" the slightly wondrous tone of Sarah's voice makes me laugh, and I know it sounds bitter.

Don't get me wrong, I had no problems with the Sons. And I was well aware of how hot they all were, but it was more than annoying the glorification they all received. It fed those larger than life ego's they all had.

"The sons of Ipswich" Kate informs her, as though their the Kennedy's or something

But I also cant deny that flutter in my stomach.

"Hi, Caleb" Kate barley acknowledges him before jumping into Pouge's arms. Gag gag gag gag.

"Kate" His voice is so deep it's ridiculous. "Kayleigh, good to see you"

I give him a short hug, Caleb had always been decent. Like I mean he still knew he was the golden boy of the town and wore it around like a badge but he could be really chill.

"Same" I'm doing the rounds. That's what parties were right?

Making the rounds, saying hi to everyone.

I wave at Pouge who's being vice held by Kate, give Reid a halfhearted side hug(he's a douche most of the time and he'd made up a rumor that I was albino freshman year. Seriously. I was the albino one when he looked like he crawled out of a Bram Stokers novel) and then there was Tyler.

The reason for that stomach flutter back there.

He was just too pretty, and after he'd gone on a liking spree on my instagram( okay he only liked four pictures but still) we'd been texting pretty heavily. Flirting hard, soft core sexting occasionally.

"Hey, Kayleigh" He leans down squeeze me and it's weird to feel his solid body after messaging for so long. Awkward.

Reid and Caleb both hit on Sarah which doesn't surprise me, she's hot and Arlene finally finds me.

"You just disappeared, bitch. You left me to third wheel Cass" She snaps, her curls bouncing as she glares.

She goes through the rounds too, more shy then me though. She'd never really liked Kate...she liked her boyfriend though that's for sure.

She also knows about my and Tyler's cyber friendship and I can feel her awareness and it makes me tip my cup up to keep cool. I'm about ready to tell her lets go find the rest of our friends when Kira literally pushes her way in front of Sarah, between the new blond and Caleb.

"Hi Caleb. How was your summer?" Her voice is so venomous. She looks like a porcelain doll, the way her makeup is done.

Me and Arlene share a look before I continue chugging and she looks uncomfortable and looks away(she deals with conflict really crappily) Everyone knows Caleb dated the red head all of freshman year.

Kira always did love to stir up drama. She was a major bitch and not in the fun way.

Tyler's baby blues are twinkling with amusement at Caleb's tense reply's. I might keep sneaking looks at him.

It's when Kira turns to Sarah is when we all know it's about to go down.

The vicious red head makes a sharp comment about Sarah transferring in from Boston. From public school and I look at Kate, wondering if she's going to save her friend.

Caleb does it instead "Why don't you give it a rest. Kira"

"Why don't you give it a rest" And I take a step back as Aaron jumps in, the confrontation clear on his face. I'm so not down for this, no matter how amusing it all is.

Aarons lame ass lackeys are right behind him and Reid perks up, Tyler following suit.

And Arlene and I are trapped in a sandwich of testosterone.

"Oh shit" Arlene mouths to me. Oh shit indeed.

"I don't want any trouble, Aaron" Caleb's attempting to defuse, but with Reid and Aaron, and Bordy in the mix I don't think there's going to be any diffusing.

"I'm sure you don't" Aaron puffs out his chest and the slang in his voice makes me have to avoid looking at him to keep from laughing. Could he get anymore white?

Someone says something about posers, and Reid launches forward. Caleb's arm goes in front of him as Tyler's discreetly goes in front of me, pushing me and Arlene a little farther back. She of course notices and gives me a shit eating grin to which I pretend I didn't see.

"I think you owe Kira an apology" Aaron states and I I can't stop the snigger. He was the only one who owed his desperate girlfriend an apology.

"No, I think Kira owes Sarah the apology" And Caleb's starting to get roweled up, I can hear it in his voice. His tone isn't so cordial anymore.

It gets physical fast, Aaron pushing him hard in the chest and honestly I'm not down for this high school boy drama.

The new guy, Chase, jumps in the middle though. And the curiosity keeps me watching, waiting for him to show his allegiance.

"C'mon" Arlene pulls but I just give her a finger, signaling for her to wait a minute.

It still looks like it's going to turn into a fist fight until Bordy starts projectile vomiting. Like some exorcist shit , all down the back of Aarons jacket.

"Ugh, what the hell is wrong with you, Bordy. You fucking idiot" Arlene exclaims as we all move fast to avoid the spew.

It's funny, it's disgusting...but it's mostly super weird. Hadn't he just said something about, and I quote "Posers making him want to puke?"

Maybe I was just high but it all feels weird, like dejavu, except not...

"Dyl just called, he said he saw three cop cars heading this way on old dell road" the music is cut short as it's announced over the speakers and I'm not scared, because these parties always get broken up by the cops, but I'm alert.

"Let's go find our friends" Arlene orders, grabbing my hand as we start to make our way through the scattering crowds.

"Bye Kate, Bye Sarah" we pass them quickly. Kate says something about meeting up soon and I tell her to text me.

I deliberately don't say bye to Tyler. That's always been my MO, the more you ignore boys the more they want attention. I hoped, stupidly, that that would be the case with him too.

Were two of the shortest people there we walk through the rushing partiers, eyes peeled for our friends.

"Dude, he was totally checking you out and that arm thing oh my god" Arlene says as she pulls me in the opposite direction of some puking guy. I'd had enough with puke for the rest of the school year.

"Not ugh shut up" but the thought makes my insides warm up a little "Really? That was just him being a cinnamon roll"

It'd been so much easier to talk and flirt with him over texts. It hadn't really felt like he was into me at all back there.

"Yes, are you stupid? I don't know why you were all rude to him though"

"I wasn't rude" Was I? " I was just responding to how I was being-" my explanation gets cut short though, not that she was listening, because we see Cassie and Mery waving us over. It's hard to jog over, especially with the chunky heeled booties I have on through the roots and bushes that line the forest floor. This was my least favorite part; the walk back to the car.

"Where's Lili?" I question, scanning the faces and not finding her in them.

"She went with Jeff, where were you guys?" Cassie asks and I grab a very drunk Merys arm and lead her through the forest, like some sort of teenage fairytale. Me and Arlene gush about how we'd almost witnessed a brawl back by the bonfires.

"That's cray. Kira's such a snobby c*nt" Cassie shakes her head.

"It's so creepy out here. It looks like a zombie apocalypse up in this bitch. Doesn't it, Kay? Look like a zombie apocalypse?" Merys wasted, but she manages to keep walking with my assistance. It does look kind of eerie, the fog catching on the headlights of fleeing cars, it slices through the trees. The kids winding to their cars look like shadows, almost inhuman.

"Oh my god these stupid freshman. Move" Arlene growled at one as they almost ran straight into us. "Like seriously if you're under the age of fifteen you need to stay your ass at home"

We manage to get Mery shoved into the back of the Arlenes Rover and just before I go to hop in I see a familiar Jeep. And a familiar face in the driver's seat.

Why is Tyler Simms so hot?

I think to myself as he smiles and give me a nod, his chin jutting out in acknowledgement and I just give him a small smirk, trying to be way cooler then I am before slide into the back seat. Of course I mess up my footing and stumble and kind of tumble into the seat instead.

The mortification I feel is painful and I want to go back to the dorms and slit my wrists ( dramatic, but I'm also seventeen so fitting right?)

"Drive Curly, Drive" I command as I lean all the way forward, through the front window and grab Cassie's shirt, telling Kevin he could have her back later and to have a good night.

"Okay, spaz what's wrong" Cassie glowers as Arlene begins to drive off. She's also chucking cruely and I mentally categorize her into the betrayal folder.

"She busted ass into the car in front Tyler back there" Arlene laughs, pausing only to yell her rage at the people in front of us "Can't drive for shit, pathetic, pieces of poop"

"How do you even fall into a car?" I shoot her a the Cass a look "I saw him back at the beach when we first got there. He looks super good this year. Like seriously I think he finally went through puberty. It looks good on him"

"Good for him, he's always had a jawline like a mother fuckerthough" Mery chimes, and I hope she sobers up on the ride. She currently has her head comleatly stick out of the window, her hair licks like flames in the wind.

"Right? Ugh don't you just want to sit on it?" I respond, before telling Cassie we should smoke that other blunt.

"What about that new guy? He's hot as balls oh my god" Arlene adds as we finally hit the main road.

"He is, he's weird though huh? Who just jumps int a fight like that?"

"I don't know, maybe he's just a really good guy"

"Guys that hot aren't really good guys"

And I know I'm right.

When we get back to the dorms, we leave Arlene and Cassie on the second floor and then try to slink passed cazy Brenda's room and into our own door.

"-and you know what, I think I'm going to learn to break dance, and then I'll have the coolest party skill ever. Just like, busting out moves and blowing minds and shit" Mery's still wasted and I've shushed her probably a dozen times.

I gawk at her. I should record this shit so I can play it for her in the morning so she can feel as ashamed for herself as I do right now.

Managing to get her into the room, and into her bed.

"You're eyes look like mint chocolate chip ice cream and you smell like sunshine" she informs me while I'm taking off her boots "Your mom smelled like sunshine too, huh?"

"Yeah, Mer, go to sleep"

My phone twings from inside my purse and I reach over one handed to dig through my purse and grab it while tucking her into bed, moving all the pillows that she could smother herself with away from her face.

Tyler- It was good to see u tonight. Why are you so cute?

The blue text bubble on the bright screen of my iPhone makes my middle lurch and my teeth clamp my lips together. I'd felt this a lot during the duration of our little cellular romp.

I shimmy out of the ripped jeans I'd worn all night and got into bed, still staring at the message on screen. A thousand replies buzzing in my head.

You too, sweet dreams Tyler

With a couple emoji's of course, and then I put it face down on the bedside dresser, a ritual of mine, and try to tuck myself into the still bare mattress, hoping to dream about sitting on a certain dark haired boys perfect face.

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