Wishful Thinking [Completed]

Chapter 21

Two weeks later.

I can hardly remember what life was like before I had met Caleb and Sammy. He brought life into my world and now the last day in May and our graduation day had finally arrived.

Our little group had grown tight together and the principal asked US to organize the decorations and such for graduation. What great honor right?! Not really! It was really, really stressful.

We split the work equally and we got everything done and now as I stand in my room staring at my graduation outfit, I couldn't help but feel sad. Today was probably the last day we would see everyone. I mean our group is all going to Sunset University and we will all see each other there and throughout the summer as well, but the other people we have come to known, well we most likely won't see them again.

I brushed away tears from my eyes and stared at my dress. It came mid-thigh and was sky blue with a black belt around my waist. My hair had been curled and my make-up was put on in a way that made my eyes pop. Thanks to Sammy! I clapped for her once she was finally done dressing me up.

"Thank you!" I exclaim excitedly and all sad thoughts flew out of my head.

"Are you nervous?" She asks grabbing her own dress and walking to my bathroom.

"No," I lie as I sit down on my bed.

Actually I was terrified. Today after everyone receives their scrolls, I perform a song. And the reason why I'm terrified is because I haven't worked on a song! I have been so busy studying and preparing for graduation that it completely flew by my mind.

Oh well! I always create songs better last minute anyway.

"Will you straighten my hair?" Sammy asked me snapping me from my mini panic attack.

"Sure!" I say hiding my panicky eyes.

I get straight to work straightening her her beautifully curly blonde hair. When I had finished I did her make-up as well and I tried to make her eyes pop the way she did mine but I didn't do a very good job! Or so I thought.

"Omigosh!!! Thank you!!!" She squealed at me giving me a bear hug.

"We really have to go or else we'll be late!" I say looking at the bird clock on the mantle of my dresser.

After quickly throwing on our graduation robes and shoes, we rushed out of the door and ran to Sammy's beat up truck. Quickly climbing in we began our journey to our school where our lives were to be changed forever.

Graduating was going to be an extreme accomplishment both happy and sad, but both making me overfull with uncontrollable emotions. I felt I have ridden the most frightening roller coaster and conquered it with a brave face and my friends by my side. I may have lost my first true friend, but through it, I gained many more and actually became someone who socialized with others.

My eyes were full of shock when I realized how good a job Jules and Jill did on decorating the graduation center.

Our formally dull and unappealing backside of the school had been transformed into something amazing.

Chairs were lined up in many rows and the chairs that made the aisle had flowers woven into them and white and black gallons tied to them. And the stage itself was a picture of a fairytale. Flowers had been woven above the arch and the same balloons as well. On the stage stood a podium decorated with red roses and a silly picture of our principal. Next to the podium was a table full of scrolls meant for all of us graduating seniors. On the other side of the stage stood the piano that I have grown to love. On that piano laid a big card signed with all my friends including Jill and Jules signatures.