Ch.13 "The Jealous Type?"

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Samantha's POV

Getting prepared for a school day is one thing.

Getting prepared for your graduation day is way different.

Believe me when I tell you that I didn't even know where was gown was.

My room turned from a decent orderly bedroom, to a wild lion's cage from Central Park.

Lucky me I have Jenny to help me from getting too anxious and preventing me from throwing myself out of the window.

"Honey, I'm not trying to put pressure on you or anything, but we have two hours to get to your school."

Yup, lucky me.

"Don't worry, I got this," I told her after she found my gown in the kitchen. How it got there, I have no idea.

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Two hours later, I was at school talking with my friends seated in the floor behind the stage. We were waiting for everything to be in order and for the last students to arrive so the graduation ceremony could finally start.

"I'm glad we finished school, but damn I will miss you all."

"Aw, looks like someone is on his manly period. Stop being so sentimental, dude." Emma replied which earned her a glare and a middle finger from Drake.

"Forget what I said, I'm missing all of you except Em." He said and we all laughed.

Emma rolled her eyes and punched him on his shoulder.

"Ouch! That hurt woman!" He told her and then they started bickering about who was stronger.

"Oh my God, those two would make a really good couple," Danielle whispered to Luna and me.

"Hey! I heard that! And of course we would, if I were straight," Drake told us laughing while Em snorted.

My friends were the most awesome people I could ever meet in life. We met when we started high school when Arthur and Jenny transfered me here to New Yorkean High School. We are five badass teenagers in total.

First there's Drake. Drake Smith. Or how we all call him "Dray Dray".

"You know, yesterday I went to this Starbucks Coffee Shop and guess what? There was a really cute guy seated like three seats in front of me. And he stared at me!! For like two seconds! But then a girl went up to him and kissed him. Ugh."

We all laughed at Drake.

"Hey, don't worry Dray Dray. One day you will meet your soulmate. just you wait," I smiled at him. He rolled his eyes and muttered a "whatever."

Drake is 17 years old. He is the most intelligent person in our group. So whenever one of us girls have a problem, we go to him for solutions. He is realistic and prankful. He's full of them. That's one of the reasons why we got in 50% of all the problems we had in this school.

But anyways, he has brown eyes and his hair is untidy, but you can't see that because he never lets it grow too much. If he did though, it would kinda look like a bird's nest.

He's a bully whenever he wants to also. He pairs up with Danielle to take food from us in lunch. Damn bullies, right?

One more thing about Drake; he likes boys. And we love him nonetheless. That way, none of us girls fall for him and we talk about everything not caring if he's there.

He came out to his mom today. He was really nervous but guess what? Her mom told him, "about damn time you tell me that". She already knew. Guess what they say it's true, huh. Mom's know everything.

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