Veridis Quo

Chapter 28 - Graduation! A Third

After attending Cherryton academy for a full year, I could confidently state that one day per month was worth mentioning. Most days were simply mundane, nothing unusual happened and I didn't intend to change this fact in the far future.

The aforementioned conclusion was reached through sheer experience, for once, I wasn't speaking out of my ass like in the trolling streams. In addition, was it a bad thing? Why willingly accept action when one can live comfortably without the consequences of angst and paranoia?

There was nothing to fix, so why break it?

In spite of the above, today was anything but uneventful. In fact, today was a huge day.

Sitting in a class, both hands open and resting against the desk. A decorated envelope between the arms, the kind that opened like a book without the surprise sparkled explosion.

There I went again, distracting myself from the matter at hand. It was an old habit, and they do say those die the hardest.

I sighed, they sure do.

Wiping the sweat with the back of my right hand, I was yanked out of my thoughts by a familiar squee.

It was so adorable.

Glancing to my left, I couldn't help but internally smile at the pure joy my wolfie friendo radiated into her environment, generating a positive aura that threatened to cheer up anyone around her, mainly me since there weren't many students around.

The moment our homeroom teacher finished yapping, most of the students left. Some exchanged wishes of fortune, others buzzed off without a word, few stuck to their social circles.

Me? I had nowhere to hurry. Today was a special day, might as well savor the thrill.

Plus, the front yard wasn't exactly clean at the time.

„Yeah... okay... open it, Johnny..." I struggled to swallow, my breath soundless and shallow.

It wasn't scary. I knew exactly what was inside the gorgeous envelope. The content of the sheet was a given. Juno was currently basking in her own glory, so should I!

I just wasn't prepared to receive a slap if it was the reality.

I felt like I was in a Schrodinger scenario; until confronted head-on, I wouldn't know the state of the object. Though referring to myself as such was a bit demeaning, I didn't put too much thought into the analogy.

Taking a deep breath, I carefully grasped the envelope, the other hand sneaking into the crack and pushing open the booklet. I bit my bottom lip, my focus darting side to side, my pulse heightened in anticipation for the big reveal.

I had every right in the world to be worried sick about my report card. I worked quite hard for this! I didn't like to be told I was an idiot, no one did except masochists but then only a select few!

However, a derogatory word paled to the possible disappointment from Miya.

After everything...

I had that rewind not too long ago, somewhen at the start of May.

Then, the weight of it hit me.

I did it.

I actually got here.

Graduation.

Well, not the whole way; a third. A third! A respectable chunk of the pie eaten, delicious creamy goodness with coreless cherries on top. I disliked picking the seeds out with my teeth, the same applied to olives.

A whole school year had passed in the blink of an eye, it felt so. The same could be said for childhood, previous grades, holidays.

I fucking did it.