I shout as I lurch to my feet, kicking Keller in the side. “Keller. Wake up. It's night time.” “Huh?” He cracks one eye open to look up at me. “What?” “Darkness.” I say, moving my arms around me. “I am dry, but that one good point is being overshadowed by the heavingly giant amounts of trouble I am going to be in when I get back to school.” I ramble looking toward the sinking sun, the lake is only an outline of darkness now. “Please tell me it's before six thirty.” He looks straight up in the air, dead serious expression on his face. “It's before six thirty.” “Thanks.” I say kicking him again. “But I actually want it to be the truth.” “Wouldn't you want it to be before five thirty, if you have to be back at six thirty? It took an hour to get out here.” “Oh shut up. This is not good.” I rub at my face with both hands. I know what the punishment is for not being back on time after an out weekend. Gated, which means I can’t leave campus at all for any reason unless the nurse thinks I’m dying, for a month, and if I’m really late they will take me off the swim team for a week as well.
