An: what she wears under her graduation gown it pictured above
Graduation day was here, and I was severely unprepared.
I mean I had my cap and gown and cords, but the boys were back in town. (An: cue awkward burst into song)
I was not ready to see any of them really, especially not Krystal.
Did she know we had dated?
Did she know he was in a relationship when they started dating?
I had so many questions and I was determined not to ask any of them. It was a party not an interrogation.
At least Blake, Mikey, Calum, and Luke would be there to keep me sane.
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The ceremony was about to start.
The boys and Krystal were nowhere to be seen.
I was a frantic mess.
Were they even coming?
Did they even know what school I went to?
Would there be paparazzi?
Would they be mobbed?
Luckily Blake was there to keep me somewhat calm. I was so glad that we were next to each other in alphabetical order, her last name being Frewin and mine being Frey.
Coincidentally we met at the graduation rehearsal when she struck up a conversation with me to pass the time by (the ceremony was exceedingly boring.)
We actually seemed to have a lot in common, so I invited her to my graduation party. Which reminds me of another great thing about her, she's not an obsessive fangirl over 5SOS, so she would be fine with them at the party.
We were arguing about which hair dye brand was the best, when we heard a loud squeal. Blake tried to keep my eyes on her, but I spotted them easily.
Mikey met my eyes first and waved goofily, all eyes turned to Blake and me.
Luke was next to spot me and waved, then Calum.
Ashton seemed too engrossed with Krystal to even notice me, but Krystal locked eyes with me and smiled.
A twisted smile that made my stomach flip.
"ITS 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER!"
"THEYRE LOOKING AT THE GIRL WITH THE RED HAIR!"
Fuck.
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― UNKNOWN NUMBER! (IRWIN)
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