Claire continued to dance along with R.J. Even though they were the only two dancing, it was kind of fun. Just stupid stuff they could do together.
That's when she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She quickly pulled it out and saw that Mason had tried to call her.
"Aw man," she said, checking the voicemail on the phone.
She listened carefully. Apparently, Mason would be picking her up much sooner than planned.
"Sorry," she said to R.J, "looks like I'm gonna have to go now. I'll see you later."
Claire gathered anything that might have belonged to her and made her way to the front door.
"Great party guys! Have a good night!"
She wasn't shouting at anyone in particular, but felt it was a good way to make her presence known. Claire stepped outside and saw Mason's car. She opened the door and climbed in.
"What's up?" she asked.
"Mom and Dad called. They changed their mind on the curfew."
"That's fucking ridiculous."
"I know, but I bet you'd rather not get grounded."
"Yeah. Still kind of unfair."
"You're young," Mason told her. "Everything is unfair."
Mason started the car and drove away. Claire hoped she didn't miss anything too important.
((Claire Monaghan continued You Can't Take the Sky From Me