Someone's turning the handle to the faucet in your eyes
You pour it out, where everyone can see!
I hummed along to Crybaby, one of Melanie's songs. She told me to call her 'Mel'. It was a weird nickname but I said okay. Today Melanie said we were going to a park so she can write a new song for her next album in fall. I have to admit, after listening to her music, I was pretty hyped to know more was coming. At first I was sad that it was going to be so long until the new songs are released, but then I realized that masterpieces take time. But since I am her daughter, Mel let me listen to Blue Knees. It is really good! We hopped in the limo and went to the woods. I brought a sketchbook my 'mom' gave me. It still doesn't feel like she is my mom, it is more like she is my bestie. Bestie. I remembered Sissy and cringed. Seriously, why did I ever like her?! She was mean and rude and inconsiderate! Melanie broke the silence. "So, Grace, I hate to break it to you, but I think I want you to go to school for February, since I am going to be busy with lots of concerts and photo shoots, meet and greets too." She said guiltily. I wanted to protest but then I realized that that was completely fair. She has things to do, and it will only be one month of school. "Okay, sure!" I said. School in two days. I had never been to Highschool, let alone an actual SCHOOL. Only daycare. Then my parents gave me up... "Glad you are so open to the idea!" Melanie cheered. Soon we were at the forest, and Melanie started to write while I drew. I drew Melanie, the trees, the birds in the trees, the squirrels, the parked limo, the grass and all the bugs in it, the sky, I drew literally EVERYTHING. I hadn't been outside and really got to enjoy myself for 14 years. When I had drew so much my hand ached horribly, I sprawled myself in the cold grass. Luckily there was no snow outside because I was wearing a pink crop top and thin black leggings, so I would probably have gotten hypothermia. Okay, maybe not, but I would still be very cold. Highschool. In two days. It was only twenty days, but people say it's a nightmare. Maybe if people know who my mom is- who I am, they will leave me alone. After an hour or two at the park, we drove home and made brownies shaped like bottles, which were absolutely delicious. "Hey Grace, let's go out back!" Melanie said. I raced out the back door after her. She started blasting Cake on her phone and we danced our hearts out, both of us singing along like crazy people. We ARE crazy people! I have learned Melanie's style. And now....
I'm a total Crybaby!!!
