The Decuplets

Senior Sunrise

Ella

Senior year.

The summer started fast-paced and fun but ended terribly slow. But now with our casts off and everything, we were ready for a very crazy final year of high school.

The festivities began with a senior sunrise with the whole grade, which was quite a few people.

Our grade is big enough that Scarlett and I are always meeting new people. However, I think if you were to put every girl the brothers have hooked up with in a room, it might make for the entire Mildred High female population.

But hey, Scarlett and I have burned through our fair share, too.

The 11 of us got into our usual cars and drove to the school with blankets to sit on, and Scarlett and I forced them to stop at Starbucks on the way there.

We sat on the grass with all of the brother's friends. Scarlett and I sat off to the side, whispering to ourselves.

"What are your hopes and dreams for senior year, El?" Scarlett asked cheesily.

I kept my voice low so no one else could hear. "I want to get into my early decision school," I said confidently, "though I haven't decided where yet."

Scarlett waved her hand, saying, "you've got plenty of time."

"What about you? Is early decision in the cards?"

She shrugged. "I guess I haven't really thought about it."

"You've got plenty of time!" I repeated. "What else?"

"I would like a stable relationship," she said. "But then again, sometimes being a whore is fun!"

"You don't think things will work out with Sal?"

"I don't know, we just don't spend that much time together, especially after the accident when my brothers had complete control of who could visit us." Her posture sank. "And I don't see us ever getting to the place I was with Josh."

"You two had something serious, but maybe something chill would be good for senior year. Sal doesn't need to be your soulmate. But you'll figure it out," I said sympathetically, grabbing her hand.

"I hope so," she replied, "I do really like him. I just loved Josh so much. You know, I imagined us doing all of these senior things together. Like, he should be right here!" she exclaimed, patting the spot on the blanket next to her.

"Maybe Sal isn't the best idea if you're still hung up on Josh."

"No, I'm over him," she said decisively. "And what about you? Still waiting on Zach?"

"Per usual," I sighed, dropping my back down defeatedly onto the blanket and the prickly grass beneath it. "What is it, seven years now?"

I turned my head towards the brothers, who were laughing with the pink glow of the sunrise on their faces. I locked eyes with Zach and he smiled at me, causing me shot back upright. "We made eye contact," I whispered, alarmed.

"That's what made you beet red?" she asked, laughing at me.

"He smiled, too!" I defended myself.

"Senior year and you still have a middle school crush on him." I swatted her arm, blushing harder. "Haven't you slept in his bed, like, 8 times in the past month?"

"9," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Point still stands," she said.

"Whatever, you're right," I groaned.

"Do you think you'll get back together?" she asked.

I looked over to him again, but this time he didn't look back. "I think so. Maybe that's one of my goals, too: to be stable with Zach."

Scarlett nodded. "I'd also like to be a little more stable of a family."

"Totally," I agreed.

"It's our last year together, you know? We'll not be at the same college, and we certainly won't live together as adults. We need to make it count."

"Maybe if we don't try to get revenge, they'll be nicer and more considerate of us in the first place." I eyed Scarlett and we bursted out laughing.

"Yeah, right," she said between laughs.

"What's so funny over there?" Clay asked as the one closest to our corner of the blanket.

"Nothing," we said in unison, hands over our mouths.

"Whatever," he scoffed.

"Off to a rough start," I said, and at this point we were straight up cackling.

"What would junior year have been without a little revenge?" Scarlett joked.

"Boring!" I answered.

"Just a little less fighting and things should be much smoother." Scarlett lit up with an idea. "We should totally make a bucket list of things to do this year!"

"That's perfect!" I squealed. "Let's do it right now."

We began on our notes app but agreed to move it to paper later and decorate it with colors and stickers.

We came up with quite a few ideas. Some were probably unlikely, but we were determined to get them done.

Senior year is going to be the best yet.