The Bad Boy And The Tomboy

Graduation and taking bigger steps

Phoebe's POV
Today is graduation. I'm seriously not ready for this. Everyone's going to stare. I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear. I put on my gray v-neck and my light shorts. I put on my converse. My phone alarm goes off telling me it's 7:30. I grimace realizing soon I have to go up there. "You ready Pheebs?" I open the door. "Do I have to go?" I say whining. He hugs me. "Yes." "Awww." I say folding my arms. "I look like a fucking cow." I say disgusted. Grey gasps. "Phoebe Michelle!" He says in disbelief. I look up at him. "It's true." He shakes his head no. I grab my bag and my flannel hoodie. He grabs my hand and we walk out to my car. I start the engine and drive off. "I'm scared Grey." I say shaking a little. "It'll be fine, if anyone starts shit I'll beat the shit out of them all, and that's a promise." He rubs his hand on mine. We get into the parking lot. We get out and walk into the building called "Hell". My legs tremble. Grey picks me up and puts me on his shoulder. "Dude, why?" "Because you almost fell you were shaking so bad, you're still shaking violently." I sigh. "I'm too heavy." "No you're not, you feel like a feather." I laugh. "Yeah, right..." He opens the door and sits me down on a chair in the gym. Everyone packs into the gym. I start shaking. The asshole principal walks up to the stage and starts acting all sentimental and shit. He starts calling names. "Grey Morris." I clap along with everyone else. After a little while, he calls my name. "Phoebe Wilson." Everyone goes completely quiet. The principal just stares. I grab my diploma and get off that stage. We get up and leave. "I hate this." I say kicking a rock. "Want to look for an apartment?" Grey asks curiously. "Sounds good." I say getting in the car. We go to an apartment agency and get an agent to show us places. "Okay, this one has two bedrooms and one bath. I look around at the apartment. "Can we look at another one?" I say intertwining my fingers. "Yes ma'am." The agent chirps. The second one is perfect. There's a lot of room, it has two bedrooms and two baths. "What do you think Grey?" "It's totally perfect." He groans out while stretching. "We like this one." I tell the agent. "Okay, you guys should be able to move in on Friday." She chirps again. "Okay." we say in unison. We go to my car and drive away. I get the hiccups. Grey laughs. We have really grown up. I always thought of him as the douche. Now we are having a baby and living together. I thought I'd never love someone so much.