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TIME went on as normal. Day by day graduation came closer. The time I dreaded. Me and Tristan were going to different high schools. I was going to an all girls school and he was going to an all boys school. Great. Luckily those two schools were connected through a program with one other school. Meaning that some girls from my school had the opportunity to take classes at his school and of course I couldn't pass that opportunity up. The classes I could take were either mandarin or drama. I chose drama thinking it would be easier. With all of our high school plans laid out all we had to do was wait.
Time dragged on. It could be a good thing or a bad thing. A good thing in the way that it would feel like me and Tristan had more time together. A bad thing in the way of the suspense building.
Over the last month before graduation in July we hung out a few times but nothing that interesting happened. We continued to have a few sleepovers which consisted of watching anime and building pillow forts. I know it's childish but who cares? We deserve to live out the rest of middle school.
The time eventually came and we each got our graduation certificates. The entirety of the graduating class took pictures together with family and friends. Over all it was a very enjoyable time. I spent most of the time with my friends knowing that I would likely not see them for a while except one because we were going to the same high school. As it was getting later I left me friends to go find Tristan. I found him in the huddle of boys. I tapped his shoulder and he turned around. As our eyes met I could see his were filled with mixed emotions. I thought they were sadness and joy but I was wrong... he greeted me but something was off. I decided to think nothing of it but to keep it in mind. We took lots of photos together and when I say lots, I mean lots.
Soon the class started to deplete as everyone went home. I said goodbye to Tristan and sent him off with a kiss on the cheek. I know I'll definitely miss him, dearly. I know I'll text him ever and tell him how my day went. I just hope he doesn't get sick of me over time...
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(A/n: sorry this one was so short guys I just needed to move the story along.)
