Yes, Sir || B.J.A.

-thirty five-

"So, you ready for your graduation ceremony tomorrow night?" Billie Joe asked me. He was in the kitchen area making popcorn while I was looking through Netflix to find us a movie from the comfort of our blanket fort.

"I guess so."

"What do you mean, you guess so?" Billie chuckled.

"It's just. Well. Forget it. I'm not stressing myself over this. It'll be fine." I sighed, finally settling on a movie.

"It will be fine, babe. It's just one hour of your life. I swear as soon as you have your diploma and your award, we'll just leave. I'll find a way to make it work." he spoke as he sat down next to me, placing a big bowl of popcorn in front of me.

"You don't have to do that. The last thing we need is for us to be caught" I sighed as I clicked on the movie I wanted to watch.

"We could find a way but if it's too stressful for you, than don't worry about it. God this is insane. Thank fuck you're going to be done school. I can't wait to take you out on more dates" he intertwined our fingers.

"That will be nice. Although you've gotten pretty creative when it comes to our dates" I gestured to the blanket fort surrounding us. He chuckled and took my hand that he was holding and kissed it.

"What can I say, I'd do anything for you." he smiled, almost shyly at me.

"Anything..?" I asked with a smirk.

He looked confused and then looked at the tv. "Oh my god seriously?? 10 Things I Hate About You again?!"

I couldn't help but laugh. "It's a classic!"

"Why do I feel like you say that about every movie you pick?" he asked, chuckling.

"Cause I pick classics every time, duh." I smiled making him laugh.

"You're lucky I love you" he pulled me towards him, making me straddle his lap.

"Uhm, excuse you I wanna watch the movie." I half-lied.

He laughed at this. "We could always make our own movie."

My eyes widened at his words and then I let out a laugh. "How long have you been wanting to use that one?"

He rolled his eyes at me and before I knew it, his lips were on mine.

. . .

I was pacing back and forth on the stage behind the black curtain. I had already received my diploma. I nearly tripped when I had accepted it from Mr Urie.

He bit back a laugh when it happened. And when he handed me my  diploma he whispered "just relax Melina, you did it!" I smiled at him, wanting to hug the hell out of him but fought the urge and walked off the stage.

But now, I had to accept an art award from Mr Way and I actually had to talk. What the hell was I supposed to say?

"Thanks for recognizing my art bitches. See ya never." Hmm. Tempting as hell. But it's probably best that I don't.

"...and this award is being given to Melina Garcia!" I heard Mr Way announce and much to my surprise, people were clapping.

Oh god. Here we go.

Reluctantly, I pushed through the opening of the curtain and walked out onto the stage.

As I approached the center of the stage to accept my award from Mr Way, I couldn't help but look out into the audience. I felt my heart nearly stop.

Sitting in the front to the side was my aunt Evelyn. I was wondering if she would be here. But what messed me up more was she was sitting right next to Billie Joe.

What the hell?

I don't know, maybe I'm looking too much into this but wouldn't you freak out too? If your boyfriend was sitting next to your aunt and she was basically leaning on him?

I took a deep breath and took my award from Mr Way. And in that moment, I thought "fuck it" and hugged him.

I was handed a microphone and did the worst possible thing I could.

I word-vomited.

"Uhm, I don't know what I am really supposed to say here except for that I really love art. It's the only thing I have any sort of control over in my life. That sounds sad, I know. But I'm not really good at this whole public speaking thing or expressing how I feel about anything really. But art is my outlet. My weapon. My sanctuary. It's the only thing that makes me feel better and to get some sort of recognition for giving back to something that has helped me, that's incredible. So thank you!"

I smiled to myself for getting through that. But I looked up again and Billie Joe was looking at Evelyn. It made me sick. Did he even listen? He's the one that wanted me to be here and doing this? I wasn't even doing this stupid thing for me, I was doing it for him! I felt crushed.

Once I got off the stage, I took off my stupid heels and pretty much made a break for it to my car.

'Don't cry until you get to your car. Don't cry until you get to your car.'

Once I was rounding towards the entrance, I pretty much collided with someone.

I fell backwards but the person caught me by wrist and pulled me back to them. My vision had grown a bit blurry from the tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

But I saw flowers. They looked like roses. And when my eyes looked up to see who was holding them, I couldn't help but gasp.

"Joey?"

. . .

A/N: I said HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

I said HEEEEEEY- I am so sorry about this chapter. But it's gonna make sense at some point, I think. I THINK.

Honestly, I don't know how to end this story so I'm just making random chapters at this point, hoping to tie everything together and get to the end haha.

Let me know what you think of this chapter and don't forget to vote ;)

Have a good day/week/life!

Rage & Love ~