Julianne Swan never knew a normal life. With her parents split up, and being constantly on the move with her mom and her new boyfriend; she was ready to finally have somewhere she could call home. Will she be able to find it in a pair of familiar br...
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11 || g r a d u a t i o n
"WHEN WE WERE FIVE, THEY asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our answers were things like astronaut, president; or in my case, princess. When we were ten, they asked again and we answered-- rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?"
The audience let out individual laughs and hoots of joy from Jessica's exclaim. I gave my own laughter along with Bella, who was sitting next to me.
"This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions. It's the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train, and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love-- a lot. Major in philosophy because there's no way to make a career out of that." Another round of laughter. "Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent."
I glanced over at Bella to see her guiltily looking up at Jessica. I bit my lip as tears welled up in my eyes before looking back towards the girl on stage.
"So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be... we won't have to guess. We'll know."
I fiddled with my graduation cap as Dad, Bella, and I walked out of the crowded room. There wasn't many people that I wanted to say goodbye to; not that I wasn't going to see them later at Alice's party anyways.
"I'm so proud of you both. I can't wait to see what you two do next. You're both my biggest accomplishment," Dad proclaimed with a light blush on his cheeks.
I felt my own blush come on my face; most likely matching Bella's.
"Dad, that's not true," Bella shook her head.
"Yeah, it is," he nodded his head back at her. "And it's... well, you'll see, when you have kids."
Again, I blushed at the thought of having kids; making me think about having kids with Jacob sent butterflies into my stomach. Until I felt dread replace it. I haven't heard from Jacob since I went over to the Cullens to get my hand checked out. I've tried calling him, but it always went to voicemail, making me think that he was ignoring me. That was about a week ago.
