Midnight Sun

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1

[woman's voice]

I have this reoccurring dream.

I'm a little

girl sitting with my mom,

and she's singing to me.

I feel the warmth

of the sun on my skin

and the comfort of her arms

around me.

[sighs] And I wanna stay there.

Forever.

When I wake up,

I miss the dream.

I want so badly

for this dream to be real,

but that would be impossible

because my mom died

when I was really little.

And I can't go out in the sun.

Like, at all.

I have a rare genetic condition

called Xeroderma Pigmentosum,

or XP, which basically means

a severe sensitivity

to sunlight.

If the sun hits my skin,

I get skin cancer,

my brain starts to fail

and I could die.

Pretty fun, right?

So, I spend all my time indoors

behind special windows,

hanging out with my dad

who is the best dad ever.

Thank goodness,

because growing up,

kids were, uh,

what you'd expect.

- [girl] No way.

- Yep, a vampire.

That's why they have

special windows.

Don't worry. She can't

get us during the day.

But at night,

stay far, far away.

[woman's voice] But not everyone

was afraid of me.

- Hey, Morgan.

- What's wrong with her?

She has something called XP.

Basically, the light from

the sun, it-it hurts her.

So she can't ever go

in the sun.

I can't be in the sun

for too long either.

Can she play at night?

- Yeah, but...

- See you tonight.

Oh, and I like pizza!

- [acoustic guitar playing]

- [woman's voice] From that point on,

it was me, Morgan and my dad.

Until one day, I saw Charlie.

And that was it.

I was completely,

totally, utterly hooked.

Stupid tree.

[woman's voice]

I saw him every day.

And yet,

he had no idea I even existed.

Over time,

watching Charlie go by

just became

a part of my routine.

Along with constant

doctor appointments.

Sleeping during the day

and staying up all night,

which, from what I've heard,

is the schedule

of most teenagers.

And playing music

every chance I get.

All things considered,

I've got a pretty great life.

But I still hold onto my dreams.

Stupid tree.

[woman's voice] No matter

how impossible they may seem.

[woman]

They're not gonna break us

Hey, we'll burn so bright

Making all the people

Come to life

Hey, the darkest sky

Can't stop me and you

Tonight

I said hey

We'll burn so bright

Dancing underneath

The city lights

Hey, from way up high

Shining down

Like stars tonight

[male announcer] Jeremy Pierce.

[crowd cheering, applauding]

Kendall Porter.

Congratulations.

[announcer] Peter Rathbard.

- Charles Reed.

- [man] Yeah, Charlie!

[cheering continues]

Congratulations, Charlie.

[man] Katie Price!

What are you wearing?

Oh, cap and gown. Huh?

The faculty and staff

always wear one.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

[chuckles]

Most importantly,

this is for you.

- Hmm.

- Mm-hmm.

I assume, as valedictorian,

you have a speech prepared. Yes?

Um, yes.

[clears throat]

That's me

putting on my glasses.

- I like that. Nice touch.

- Thank you.

Um, first, I would

like to thank my headmaster.

- Well, I mean...

- My Spanish teacher.

[speaking Spanish] De nada.

- My English teacher.

- It was my pleasure.

But I really wanna

state for the record

that my gym teacher had absolutely

no idea what he was doing...

What? Oh, you suck.

I lift weights.

Hey, this is for you.

This is one of the lamest things

I've ever seen.

Yes! [laughs]

I had to go to three stores

to find something this lame.

- I mean, it's horrific.

- Yeah! It's the worst.

Yeah. [chuckles]

All right.

Are you ready for your present?

- There's a present involved?

- Oh, there's a present, yes!

Of course, there's a present.

It's graduation...

This just keeps getting

better and better.

This is Mom's.

Look, I know

it's kind of old,

so if you want a newer one

I totally under...

No, I love it!

Thank you. Thank you so much.

You look just like your mother.

Lucky you.

She was hot.

Ew.

Try and get some sleep.

All right?

- [kids howling]

- [car horns honking]

[voices chattering]

- [woman] I can't believe this is happening.

- [kids chatting, laughing]

Ooh.

That's a good one.

Uh, something weird's

going on right here.

[chuckles]

Hey, Dad, um...

I was wondering

if I could go play

my new beautiful present

at the train station

tonight.

It's 10:
00.

Why can't Morgan just come over?

You could play here for me.

Morgan's busy

with her family.

And, Dad, I love playing

for you, I really do,

but I also need

to get used to playing

in front of

other people too.

Please, please, please.

Fred will be there.

He'll watch out for me.

And I graduated today!

[moans] Isn't that the American

tradition, to extend my curfew?

Okay, I'll extend

your curfew one hour.

Which means midnight, okay?

Hey, and text me

right when you get there,

or I'm not

just gonna call Fred,

I'm actually

gonna come down there.

And it will be so embarrassing,

it'll become urban legend

- on why kids should stick to their curfew!

- I love you.

[pop music playing]

[crowd cheering]

Come to me, baby

Don't be shy, don't be shy

Don't be shy

Come to me, baby

Don't be shy

Oh, boy.

It was the summertime

Summertime

Oh. Hey,

don't do that thing.

What thing?

That. I mean, you look all sad

and it makes me sad.

Please just chug this beer

and come hang out!

Dude, you

dodged a bullet, man.

You were gonna be up at the ass

crack of dawn every morning

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