We were always meant to be

Chapter 23

Today is the last day of school. I can't believe how fast the two weeks went by. I woke up early to get ready. I wanted t look the best for today, many do, Iris included. So for like an hour in a half we were busy making sure we looked good. After school we tend to go somewhere and eat. Both of our families together but the tradition will be broken with only one person will be missing, my mom. I missed her dearly. I can't do anything about it thought. I wish things were different. For school I was wearing a dress. Nothing too much. Not like many or anyone will care as we are not graduating this year. We still have time.

We do have classes today but not many. And even if you can call them lessons. We barely do anything that is related to the subject. More or so some online related tests to the subject and talking about summer or the near future and things. Thankfully only three first lessons and we are officially off of school. Can't wait. The first class was math. We watched a movie. I know, nothing related to math what so ever. Next came history. We had a quiz. I did fairly well without studying. Thought it only took us like fifteen minutes of our lessons, the remaining time of the class we talked with each other. The third and last lesson rolled around, English. We started of with what books to read over the summer as if any of us each year we actually do it. The teacher forgets at the start of the year. Then we had to write a short letter to our selves that we "will" open and read at the start of the school year. I think the teacher just throws out the papers and pretends it never happened, what a waste of paper.

The last minute rolled around. All of us were ready to just sprint to our lockers, get everything out and run out of school. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Everyone ran, walked. Me and Iris will meet outside of the school in its parking lot. I walked to my locker, picked everything and putted it all in my backpack, I was done and walked to meet with my girlfriend. I saw her and we waited for my dad and sister to pick us up and drive us to the picked out place we are going to eat and meet the Hamiltons there. My dad was a bit late, like ten minutes but it was all fine. We still very much made it to the place. It was packed with people. Many after school is over for many schools and certain grades, there were a lot of hungry ones. We sat down. Got the menu and order up our food. We were told that we will have to wait a long time but we did not care, we had the time to talk about things, like we always done.

"Where is mom?" I whispered to my sister.

"Work." She whispered back.

"How have all of you been?" My dad ask Iris's parents.

"Mostly good." Her mother answered.

"Good to know. I hope my daughter hasn't given you a hard time." He looked at me and back at them.

"Oh no. she has been amazing." Mrs. Hamilton told him.

"I hope she can still live in your house until they will go to Japan."

"Absolutely." Mr. Hamilton happily said. I am happy they don't mind me at all. Why am I even thinking this, they told me numerous times I am very welcome in their home. We talked more and our food arrived. We tackled the food. It tasted good. Thought I think it lacked the Mrs. Hamilton flare to it. She could correct at least my plate a bit. But I am not complaining it still tasted good, just lacked something. After the food we decided to go to an art gallery. A new exhibition of painting just opened and it was a good day to visit it.

The museum is locked towards the center so we had to drive there for a bit. Found a parking spot and walked to the place, bought the tickets and went inside. The paintings were of a specific artist. I believe the artist is still alive today. The painting were very interesting. Mostly oil painings. The creations had surroundings of the nature, cities, people in them. I liked looking thought them. My sister was the bored one. She will grow to like it, I hope so. I am not very interested in paintings but from time to time, I don't mind looking at them once we visit such exhibitions. The more years go by the more I am interested in them. So I think my sister will be the same.