Rayline.

"So where have you been all day?" my mom asked me as I walked into the house.

"I... uh-" I stuttered at first, not sure what to say. I tried to think of a better excuse.

"And who were you kissing in the car?" Then my father stood up, cutting me off.

"What, are you guys spyin' on me now?" I replied with a snort.

"You're not supposed to sneak around and hide things," he said, and I scoffed.

"So I can't have a personal life?"

"Not if you're not honest," my mom said, and my hand dropped to my side.

"You're acting like I'm a fifteen-year-old girl. You're...