Chapter 30
I never understood why our school's graduation ceremony was before school even ended. We still had three weeks of school left, but here the ceremony was.
For all they know, I could fail all my classes right after I received my diploma.
I mean, that was impossible for me because my grades were too high, but still. What about those who were on the verge of failing?
Mom insisted on taking pictures of me in my gown and hat, but I kept telling her not to. I hated pictures.
"Atticus, you are our only son," Mom said. "I'm taking pictures whether you like it or not, especially because I know you're not going to let me take any prom pictures."
"Probably because Dad wouldn't want pictures of me with a Prince," I said. "Seriously, though, I have to go behind the auditorium where everyone else is."
"Fine, go. I'll just take a lot of pictures of you when you're on the stage."
I sighed before heading behind the auditorium where all the other graduates were waiting for the ceremony to start. I couldn't wait to be done with high school. While there were still three weeks of school left, graduating meant one step closer.
I walked over to where the triplets were and when Orchid saw me, she pulled me into a hug and I hugged her back. "I can't wait to graduate high school," she said. "Four years of this hell hole and we're almost done."
"I know," I said. "But then we've got four years at university, so that will be fun."
"At least we get to choose our own classes, and shouldn't be caught up with all the petty teenagers and high school drama," Orchid said, though for some reason, she had a smile on her face when she said that.
"You seem way too happy," I said. "What's up?"
"She won't tell anyone," Alan said. "She's been all giddy all day."
"Uh, that's because we're graduating today," Orchid said.
"Yes, and then we'll be back at school tomorrow for another three weeks," Alan said. "Nobody should be this happy about graduation."
"Well, I am, so stop questioning me and just be happy with me," Orchid said.
"I'll be happy once you tell us why you're so happy," Alan said. "Again, we go back to school tomorrow. I still don't get why they have the graduation ceremony so early. I'd rather have the ceremony, and then never return to school ever again. So, tell me why you're so happy or I'll tell your boyfriend one of your many secrets."
Orchid raised an eyebrow. "I don't have any secrets. Well, at least none that he doesn't know of. And, like I said twice already, I'm happy because we're graduating. Sure, we still have to go to school tomorrow but this is one step closer to being done with high school forever."
"I just can't wait for the ceremony to actually start," Nolan said. He was sitting down on a bench beside us. "I need an actual chair to sit on. This bench isn't comfy at all."
"Are you going to use your walker to get across the stage?" I asked. He had been using the walker a lot more than his wheelchair, and he was getting so close to being to walk properly again without any help.
"Yeah," Nolan said. "I can probably walk without it since the stage isn't huge, but it would take me a while so I'm just going to use the walker. I'm just glad I'll be walking across it in general, walker or not."
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