We go to school. Lucky us it's our last day at this school. Next year we go to college.
"So what college are you going to?" Max asks me.
"I really wanted to go to the one university in Canada." I say.
"Crescent? I'm guessing" she says.
"Wait. Its called crescent?! I guess I'm naturally drawn to it." I say laughing.
"Yeah. Looks like we can't see each other." she says saddly.
"Why." I ask.
"I'm going to Texas." she says.
"So this is good bye?" I ask getting sadder.
"Its our last time." she says starting to tear.
"The first tear we spread together. And our last." I say.
