Misfit Love

Graduation

"How do I look?" I asked Xander, spinning in a circle.

"Incredible." He mumbled buckling his belt.

Today is graduation. The day we can start our lives as adults.

I'm beyond nervous, being clumsy doesn't help much, but hey, I'll have Dixie right beside me.

"Dixie Michael's." The principal called, students began cheering, Nolan and I were the loudest. Dixie turned and gave us her beautiful smile. She collected her diploma and shook the principals hand.

Alright. I'm next. I looked back at Xander, he gave me a reassuring smile.

"Roxanne Michael's."

I walked up onto the stage. Surprisingly I didn't trip. I could hear Xander yelling and whistling over everybody else in the crowed. That boosted my confidence. I blew him and kiss and walked up to the principal.

"Congratulations, Ms. Michael's. I'm sure your parents would be proud of you. You've become an excellent young lady." Instead of traditionally shaking my hand, she gave me a swift hug. I took my diploma and walked off the stage.

It didn't take long to get to Tank and Xander.

"Marlo Sanders."

Who the hell is that?

I looked back to see Tank running up to the stage. Xander was laughing. I didn't know his real name was Marlo. Nobody did. I giggled to myself, cheering for my soon-to-be brother-n-law. He gave me a thumbs up and shuffled back to his seat.

"Xander Sanders."

As soon as I heard his name, I screamed as loud as I could. He started blushing a bit, as he rushed up to the stage. He winked at me, then ran back to his seat.

"Congratulations, to the class of 2013!"

We all cheered and threw our caps in the air. With one swift move, Xander had me in his arms, kissing me. The caps started falling around us, but we didn't care. This was the beginning to our future together. Our new lives started here. It's only the beginning. We have many more years ahead of us.

We decided to go to the graduation party that a group of students planned. Every graduating student was there. More than less were completely stoned or drunk. Maybe a little of both.

Xander and I were both drunk off our asses. We stumbled into the house, falling on each other. Slurring our words.

"Y-you know, I want to fuck you right now. Oh God. you're so pretty! Are you my girlfriend?"

Xander mumbled kissing my neck. He had a little more than me.

"I... I think so. I don't know who you are though. What are you doing in my house?! STRANGER DANGER! STRANGER DANGER!" I was screaming, running around the house.

Xander tackled me.

"Shhhh... come to bed with me...." We didn't move, we laid on the floor, and fell asleep.