For the past year, 18 year old Camille has been getting away with four hours of sleep, a nine hour school day and an eight hour work day overnight. That is until her three teachers and a mystery guy walk into her diner one night.
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I can't believe it's finally graduation day.
My hand shakes as I curl the final pieces of my hair before brushing through them. Loose, brunette waves fall down past my shoulders, starting from just above my ears, to avoid being flattened by the graduation cap.
I add the finishing touches to my makeup, opting for a dark red lip to contrast my emerald green strapless mini dress. It's made of satin, so soft that I can't help but run my hands over it as a calming mechanism.
Leaving the bathroom, I step into my cream-coloured, strappy heels. My legs shake as I descend the staircase, chewing the inside of my mouth anxiously.
My brothers are waiting patiently at the bottom of the stairs, both dressed in black suits.
They actually scrub up pretty well, to say they are disgusting most of the time.
"Do I look okay?" I ask once I've reached them.
"You don't look hideous," Noah shrugs, his hands shoved in his pockets.
I can't help but crack a smile at his half-compliment. I wrap my around around his shoulder and ruffle his hair, causing him to push me off him.
The twins and I have grown a lot closer over the last couple of weeks, especially after I told them what I said to Dad.
Whilst I still don't know what I'm doing next year, they've been fully supportive of me going to any college I want, even promising to visit once in a blue moon.
Probably to meet college girls.
They broke things off with Zoe as soon as they got sick of her psychotic energy, leaving her to practically stalk them around school.
They don't seem phased, though, too busy making jokes at her expense to others, with her only a few feet away.
We all climb into the car and Oscar drives us to the school, for the last time with me being a student.
It feels weird seeing the trees and houses pass by on our usual route, knowing this is the last time I will be doing this for a long time.
Until my brothers graduate, that is.
We pull into the parking lot and get out, walking straight to the auditorium.
I greet a few of my fellow graduating classmates, even receiving hugs from people that I can count on one hand how much I've spoken to them.
I walk into the auditorium and find a seat next to Mellissa who squeezes my hand excitedly once she sees me.
"I can't believe we're graduating," she squeals.
"Thank god," I laugh, my eyes scanning the room for the guys.
They're all sat facing the bleachers, behind the podium that I assume Zander will be standing at soon.
