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“Like there wouldn’t be a party if you guys lost.”
“Win, lose, is there even a difference any longer?” Spencer shrugs, tapping his fingers against the doorway. “Meet me out in twenty?”
“What are you? A girl?”
“Nah, I figured that’ll give you enough time to take care of that bush that’s grown on your jaw.”
“Fuck off,” I mutter, rubbing at my jaw defensively. “That bush, as you call it, is a beard. Not that your thirteen-year-old self can recognize it.”
Spencer covers his chest dramatically. “Now you wound me. I’m at least sixteen.”
“Get the hell out of here.”
“I’ll see you in twenty, old man.”
“Old man,” I scoff and shake my head. I’m about to go to the bathroom when my phone lights up.
I suck in a breath, my stomach clenching as I slowly pick it up and unlock the screen.
The results are in.
Holding my breath, I open the e-mail and click on the link.
It feels like forever as the page uploads.
“Fucking final—”
My heart starts beating faster as I look at the score on the screen. I blink, hoping I have it wrong, but it’s still the same.
A vice grip clenches my stomach, the bile rising in my throat as my mind processes what I’m seeing.
I didn’t pass the MCATs.
An incoming call flashes on my screen, Dad’s name written in bold letters. My gut twists. I could let the call go to voicemail, but he wouldn’t stop at that one call, so it would only be putting off the inevitable.
“What?!” I ask, not in the mood for chitchat.
There is a beat of silence on the other line before, “I was right, wasn’t I? You failed, just like you failed everything and everybody else in your life.”
My fingers grip the phone as I grit my teeth. “I wouldn’t have failed if I didn’t let you talk me into applying for the date that was too early, and I knew it. I knew I wouldn’t have enough time to prepare for it properly.”
“Tell those excuses to somebody who wants to listen to them, Prescott. Maybe they won’t give a crap that you’re a failure, but we both know the truth.”
“Screw you. I’m so done with this, Dad. I’m a failure? Great, now you won’t have to deal with me any longer.”
“Prescott…”
I cut him off before he could say anything else. My heart is thundering in my ribcage, the weight of his words suffocating me and making the bile rise up my throat.
You’re a failure.
Throwing my phone at the wall, I watch it shatter to the ground.
Spencer appears in my doorway, a worried look on his face. “Are you…Shit.”
See? Even he isn’t surprised you failed.
“You mentioned drinks? Then let’s go drink.”
