Ken couldn't digest his food properly.
He could t get her out of his head.
He hadn't seen her properly all day.
First, it was the glimpse in the hallway, then it was seeing her walk across the stage in the row behind him, and that was it.
Once the graduation let out, everyone was scattered all over the school, families taking pictures, and students saying their goodbyes, making plans for the summer.
But in all that commotion he hadn't caught one glimpse of her or at least someone who resembled her, meaning she wouldn't be too far but to no avail, she wasn't present.
And he hadn't had a proper conversation with her since the trip which was over a week ago now.
He didn't even know what her summer plans were and if he was included in them or not.
What's worst of all is he didn't know what school she would be attending in the fall because he wasn't sure where she lived.
Pushing his plate away, he grabbed the styrofoam container near him and began shoveling his food into it.
Slouching back he waited for his friends and family to finish their food, so he could go home and ponder in the silence of his room.
As everyone began to finish up he was the first to hop towards the door of the packed after graduation restaurant that they had settled on once they turned off the highway, waiting patiently, he finally saw everyone slowly coming towards the door he held open.
Once the last person thanked him as they passed he jolted to the first car that looked as if it had an empty seat in it for him.
To his luck, it was filled with all his friends and none of his family members, meaning it was time to wreak havoc.
As the city passed him by as they headed down the highway, he couldn't help but let his mind wander to her once again.
"I wonder what she's doing now."
Meanwhile, about two cars behind him sat the beauty that wrapped around his mind, she had run into so many of her classmates at this restaurant that she didn't miss the distinct smell that always captured her attention throughout the school year, passing by her in the buffet line.
However, when she made an act of acknowledgment, he just brushed past her continuing to the other side of the food displays, ignoring her entire presence in one fell swoop.
Crushed she wanted to catch up since she wasn't expecting to see him there, but she never got the chance.
Reminiscing, on her failed attempt at conversation, she thought maybe she didn't project her voice high enough, she tended to speak softly as her voice was naturally soft, maybe she should have tapped him or gotten closer before she spoke. She didn't know what the right thing to do was. And now the moment had passed.
Staring at the same highway as the dim lights lit up the different structures that made up the different towns below, she sighed inwardly, dejected. Making a mental note to never try that hard ever again.
"Goodbye, Kentrell."
