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darlin' i don't wish you well when you ain't with me i want you crying
wish you well brent faiyaz
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High school felt like one blur, you'd miss it. You honestly would, but you had no choice but to be in the present, tomorrow was graduation meaning you'd be saying goodbye to high school and hello to college.
"(Y/n), sweetie. What do you want to do after graduation. Ooh I know, we'll have a dinner wherever you want." Your mother chirped as you sat and ate the breakfast she prepared.
"You don't have to do anything, I don't need it." You smiled at her but she clicked her tongue.
"No no, it's the least I can do. Now hurry up. Schools going to start in twenty." She threw the tea towel over her shoulder and disappeared into the kitchen.
You finished the last bite of your meal before placing your cutlery down. You picked your plate up and placed it near the kitchen sink.
"Bye mom." You said to her before placing a small kiss onto her temple and walking out the front door.
The familiar yellow car parked a few meters away from you.
Climbing into her car, you were greeted with an ABBA song playing from Sashas car radio.
"Todays the last day." She said, sliding her sunglasses onto her nose. "The last day to show Mr Harold he can't fail us."
"I'm pretty sure our marks are already in." You raised your eyebrows as you spoke.
"Yeah yeah." She brushed your off. The structure of your school grew in front of you.
