Undesirable Cycles

My life must end, and in the end their will be darkness. First, I will see the summer's light. Literally. All of the people at my pool have blonde hair, except Sophie. My hair, blonde with pink streaks, is no exception. At the end of a summer, I will die. I accept that unlike most people. Everyone dies in this story, duh. Of course, I must have some fun on the highway to the afterlife. I am a party animal, swim machine, hair model, and tan beach babe. I think this summer is gonna be good from where I stand, at least if I survive another three months. You might not.