My Phone rings and I can barely open my eyes to look at it. Aching from head to toe I crawl to the edge of the bed trying to grab my phone to look at the time and to see who is ringing. It’s 8.30 in the morning, Dad is ringing. I rub my eyes quickly and sit up. Damian pulls the pillow over his head groaning. “Good morning Dad, hope everything is going well?” I say cheerful trying not to sound like I just woke up. “Morning Summer, just trying to check on you and see if you are going to school today? Lizzie is Worried about you which you probably can tell as she is texting you constantly.” He says. “She only send me a few messages, but I didn’t have time really to be on my Phone at all Dad, I started training and met Damian’s parents. I will go to School today though.” I answer and try to re
