(18+) Come & Talk to Me: A DeVanté Swing Fanfiction

Chapter 83: Come & The College Graduate!

Please excuse ANY grammatical errors.

May 31, 1997

~Tia's P.O.V~

"I'm going to make this speech very brief due to how many graduates we have and as well as the time limit I'm given by the dean." One of the teachers announced.

Bullcrap! Everytime teachers say that, ten times out of nine, they'll be up there all day speaking. Speeches hardly ever go as planned. It even happens during class, especially with this particular teacher. He can talk you to your grave. Then our graduation is outside and not in the COOL air that the building holds. At least it isn't TOO hot today.

I can't believe that I'm finally here. This day has FINALLY come. I'm graduating and ACTUALLY walking across the stage! Your girl is finally about to become a college graduate! No, I'm not the first in my family to do so, and hopefully, I won't be the last. Many people say that you don't need a degree in this field of study, but when you have nobody to teach you the one and outs about business, you NEED it.

Yes, taking risks is something business people do, but taking risks when you know NOTHING about business or business people isn't the brightest idea. The last semester of having an actual college experience felt good, except having to work beside Aldis all the time...

Aldis still tried to get with me a few more times after that little situation occurred but then he got angry then called me ugly and said I was too independent. 😂 He wanted this ugly and independent girl and probably still does, so I can't be that ugly. Even if I am to him, so the heck what! I think I'm beautiful and so do the people I hang with. That's fine though, I just wanted him to leave me alone. He would try to pry too much into my personal life like some kind of weirdo.

I bought another lot where a building and two houses are already being built. I designed it and now my drawing is coming to life, just like my clothing designs. I'm too proud of myself. I can't believe I'm doing everything that I've been doing. I'm going to turn the lot to a safe house for the abused and provide therapy for them. It will be split into different sections. The two houses will be for people to live in. One for the men and the other for women.

Each house will be on opposite sides of my property. Within those houses will be tiny apartments. I've mentioned before that many women have been abused in my family by other members but I haven't mentioned that most of the ones that were abused later on got abused in their relationships. Some men as well. Then hearing stories at the therapy circle I was recommended inspired me to do this. I never was too comfortable telling people my story and didn't reveal my story to the circle but I did listen.

Everyone has their own story, but I pray that people get out of abusive relationships before it's too late. I began to tune in as all the graduates were signaled to stand. I stood up from my seat. I'm going to be one of the first people called because I'm an Andrews. We walked to the side of the stage and waited for our names to be called. I'm nervous for some reason.

"Tia~Nakia Andrews!" I chirped up when my name was called.

I walked on the stage, grabbed my certificate, and busted out in a dance move as I heard my folks in the crowd screaming my name. My family stood up and called my name as well as other things proud and cheerful family would yell. My friends who are graduating with me cheered loud too. I guess my nervousness subsided with a quickness because my non-dancing behind is killing it on this stage.