My Two Best Friends|G.D|E.D

57|"onto better things"

  | Beth |  

"Joey Abe!" Our principal, Mr. Kelsey announced to the crowd.

Joey's family was huge. About 20 people in the bleachers where everyone's family was sitting, all stood up and cheered loudly for Joey.

Joey received his diploma, waved off the crowd with a big smile, then walked off the stage.

Damien was coming up next.

"Damien Adams!" Mr. Kelsey shouted into the microphone.

I gulped once his name was called but loudly clapped and cheered him on.

I searched the crowd for his family, but there was no sighting of his father. Not even his own brother that left him, didn't come to support him.

No one in the crowd stood up to cheer for him like everyone else's family.

"Oh no," I muttered under my breath pitying Damien.

None of Damien's family showed up for his graduation.

My eyes watched Damien as he took the diploma from our principal. Then, he ashamed like, walked off the stage with his head down.

He doesn't deserve that. Damien has been through so much this senior year. 

Damien was the new kid with an abusive and poor dad, his car got destroyed and his house got trashed because he was in love with me, he got jumped, and he got set up. 

He went through so much for no reason. He's never done caused any harm to anyone, but all he receives is harm to him.

And, I'm probably never going to talk to him ever again.

I'll never be able to let him know how much I loved him and how sorry I am for what happened to him.

Damien would never even want to speak to me again. He's petrified of the Dolan twins, but trust me, so am I.

Many people later, it was now almost Ethan and Grayson's turn.

"Alex Dacey!" The principal announced.

Bunches of people in the crowd shouted for Alex.

Alex received his diploma, gave a thumbs up to the crowd, then walked off.

Now, it's the the Dolans turn. 

Our principal hasn't even announced their names yet, but I was already getting hit with a tsunami full of emotions.

Ethan and Grayson, they're all grown up. We're not in 6th grade anymore. We're officially out of high school.

7 years of all three of our lives, we spent together tied at the hip. 

We made so many memories.

Always getting into trouble, messing around with our bus driver in middle school, smoking for the first time freshman year, sneaking out during the summers and drive to the beach, star gazing at 2 AM, yelling at the TV when we're watching football, dog piles, making ginger bread houses every Christmas, throwing rager parties, having sleepovers almost every weekend and pulling all nighters, going to theme parks and riding all the roller coasters at least 3 times, pulling pranks on each other, sneaking into rated r movies because we were too young to watch them, traveling to Las Vegas together in 8th grade, and so many more. 

And in the future we planned to travel the world together right after we'd get out of High School, go sky diving, get matching tattoos, live in the same neighborhood when we're older and have our kids be best friends, and become famous and known to the world in some way.