Epilogue
This was the day, the day that every kid thought about and didn’t really see it coming until it actually arrived.
It was graduation day.
As I sat in my school’s gym, decked out in a dark blue cap and gown, I couldn’t help but look back on the last three months of my life and smile.
Once Jett had told me he loved me at the café, I was overjoyed with happiness and stayed up on cloud nine for a couple of days before returning to reality. Since then, Jett and I had been completely and utterly happy just being with each other.
Pertaining to my classes, I worked extra hard for the rest of the semester to keep my average up in the high 90’s to get into a good university. I hadn’t exactly decided where I wanted to go next year or what I wanted to do but I had sent my applications to a couple of out of town places in hope of getting in.
Pulling me out of my inner thoughts, I felt a slight nudge in my side as Ryan Carter, the senior sitting next to me, nodded towards the stage. “You’re up Sophie.” he whispered.
Slightly embarrassed that I had missed my own name being called, I stood up from my seat, nearly tripping over the bottom of my gown, and made my way up to the stage. As I climbed the stairs, I took it slow so I wouldn’t embarrass myself any further by tripping in front of my whole senior class and their families.
When I finally made it up onto the stage, I was greeted by the principal with a smile. “Congratulations Sophie and good luck in the future.” she said as she shook my hand.
I smiled back at her. “Thanks.” I mumbled, as she released my hand and presented me with my diploma.
Gripping the roll of parchment in my hand, I looked out into the audience to see everybody I cared about cheering me on. My aunt and uncle were seated near the middle and were accompanied by Max and Kara as they all stood up and applauded my achievements. I could spot Piper and Blake within the sea of blue gowns with smiles on their faces and I could even see Carter, Axel and Dillon seated near the back of the auditorium as they whistled and applauded my graduating moment.
Then, as I looked down to the seat I knew he would be in, I saw Jett sitting in his seat with a gigantic smile on his face. He was looking incredibly stunning in his blue robe and, as I caught his eye, his applause halted and he shaped both of his hands into a heart.
Blushing, I sent a smile back to him before focusing on the task at hand. My principal gave me a slight shove to the right, signalling for me to move down the line of teachers and faculty present on the stage.
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