Chptr.36

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**May 21st**

"I'm graduating, and I am absolutely terrified." I say to Kade, who is laying in my bed shirtless, one arm behind his head while the other holds his phone up and he scrolls through it.

He looks so scrumptious, oh ma gawd.

"What if I fall? Off the stage? And break my neck? AND DIE!"

"That's not gonna happen." He responds. "Will you fall? Most likely. Die, not as likely."

"But there's still a chance?" I gasp.

"There's always a chance." He shrugs, and my eyes widen. "You're gonna be fine, Zara. Walk across, take the piece of paper, then walk off. Nothing too- shit. You're giving the valedictorian speech, aren't you?"

Don't ask how I got valedictorian. I've got no clue. I'm not even that smart, dude.

"I am. I wrote a speech and everything." I say with a nod. "I'm prepared."

"You got this." He tells me, and I look at the time on my watch. "I'm gonna shower and get ready. You go get ready too, I want you to get a good seat so you can see me well." I tell him, walking over to him and climbing on him.  He sits up as I straddle his waist, resting his hands on my hips. "And dress nice. So we can go out after- never mind, we're having dinn- never mind that's for dinner. We can go get lunch and milkshakes after to celebrate?"

"Whatever you want." He responds, tracing my thighs. I smile happily, and peck his lips. "Now go shower." he says, pushing me backwards onto my bed.

"Hey!" I whine. "I wanted to bite you."

"I'm practically covered in bites and hickey's, Zara." He responds, and i smile proudly.

Indeed, he is.

As he should be.

"Well, fine. After though, I get to." I point out, standing off. He shrugs, grabbing his shirt and pulling it on.

"You got a hair-tie?" He asks, and I take the light blue scrunchie out of my hair, letting my hair out of it's bun and tossing it to him. He catches it, putting his own hair up and out of his face, revealing his fresh hair cut.

So scrumptious, I'm telling you.

His hair line is so crisp. Zayn is jealous, he forced him to give him his barber's name.

He kisses my forehead, pinching my right booty cheek before walking out of my room while I pout.

He always pinches the right one, and I don't understand why. Maybe it's jucier than the left? It probably is. If that's the case, then understandable.

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"Ready to go?" MG asks Zayn and I. "Damn, we look good." She whistles.

I have on a Blue dress that I bought when I went out with Kayla, Imani, MG, and Analicia for a girls day. MG has on a black skater skirt with chains hanging around her waist, and a long-sleeved black body suit, with silver jewelry around her neck and in all of her piercings. Then Zayn, has on a plain white t-shirt and a pair of light brown dress pants, a belt around his waist and the shirt tucked in to show it off.

We do look good. but we always look good.

"Let's take a picture." She declares, taking out her phone.

I'm gonna steal her phone case. It's a matching one with Kayla's, it's a Black phone case with pink skulls while Kayla's is pink with black skulls.

me and kade don't have matching phone cases.

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