Sammy & Avianna. The highschool sweethearts that everyone knew were gonna last forever, or were they? Problems arise within the relationship, and Sams drinking problem is a constant one. What happens to them when he can't stay sober?
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My plan was to reveal the college of my choice after I graduated so everyone had been dying to know where I was planning to go. Excitement was an understatement. Out of the many school that I got accepted into, this was the one that I knew I was most excited about but there was one thing holding me back from going there. As this past year began to unfold itself, I realized that this school was where I wanted to go.
"Avia, you okay there?" Mark nudges my side breaking away from my thoughts. We were currently sitting in Angelo's living room love seat. Mallory just came back from her Europe trip. Angelo decided to throw a small get together, a coming home party. "Mark, we're about to graduate high school."
"I know and you're being an ass and wont tell me where you plan on going." he pouts, turning the other direction. "You're finding out in a week, stop being impatient." I say, shaking his shoulders so he can face me. He continues to ignore me and I furrow my eyebrows in anger. Two can play this game. Instead of trying to reconcile with him, I get up from the seat and walk over to the backyard. Upon arrival, I'm standing on the deck looking over the railings to see the pool.
His house was the same size as my own; massive. There was about an acre of land that was intricately decorated. Because Angelo wasn't from here, his parents wanted the house to reflect his culture, which was Japanese. His family had a large 9ft pond with different types of fish and a bridge that allowed you to walk over it.
They also had a pool in which I wanted to swim in badly. I hear the back door open and I immediately knew that it was Mark. "I'm not going to talk to you since you're being a baby."
"Me? I haven't talked to you for a few hours." The voice didn't belong to Mark but to someone who I was familiar with. I turn my head to see a tall blonde headed boy and a small smile formed on my face. "Matthew!" I exclaim, running up and hugging him.
Shock was understatement. I didn't think he'd be here and I'm ecstatic. Which brings me to wonder, "What are you doing here?" Although Matthew and I hung out pretty briefly, I still very much enjoyed his company. A few days what happened with Sam, he hit me asking me if I needed anything. We ended up face timing for hours after that and he talked about wanting to come to my graduation.
