Friendship Cause Heartbreaks Too

Chapter - 20

Before the final day, we were discussing our dresses. Vickie had seen mine already and she didn't like it. So she told everyone that it wasn't good.

She said that I was looking disastrous and told me not to wear any unique or heavy earrings, because they wouldn't suit me.

But my father chose the perfect ones for me.
And when I went to the venue, everyone said I was looking nice, it was a nice dress. And that Vickie was wrong about it.

I was happy to hear that. It boosted my confidence and my mood. After that, I wasn't worried about my appearance, which was the most important thing that day.

So, the event started. We entered like models, catwalking and all. It was a celebrity feel. Freshmen dedicated some lines to each of us and gave some gifts. Along with that, we were supposed to perform a task, by picking out a paper chit. I was dared to dance.

I did and it was horrible according to me. Lol. I can't dance. But apparently everyone else didn't think so. They liked it.

Then, it was our turn and just like always, Vickie and I were on the stage.

We recited the couplets or short poems we had written for teachers. The teachers would come on the stage, receive their gift and after getting clicked by the photographer, they'd go back to their seats.

It was the turn for the mean couplet. And since we were saying them one by one, it was Vickie's turn. But she denied at the moment and put it all on me. So that she wouldn't look bad and it'd all be on me.

I was pissed but didn't make any scene. I spoke and the teacher came on the stage. And instead of being mad at us, she was quite okay.

So, we moved on, distributed all the gifts, to maids and other helping people too.

After that, Mr. And Ms. Farewell were announced. Based on the same criteria as the last year.

And I was Ms. Farewell again!

This time there was a crown with a sash. The crown wasn't so expensive or something, but it was the memento for the evening and for the last achievement I got in the school.

It felt so great. But that was just me. As usual, others just simply ignored and didn't even congratulate me.

It was snacks time. We ate and then kept sitting. DJ was there, anybody could dance. But we were kind of sad, since it was our last day.

We were sitting with Mr. Asher. Sanya had a crush on him. And we had been teasing her and kind of encouraging her to make a move.

Sick. I know. But that's what we did. And I really regret doing that.

And that day, we clicked their pictures together as if they were a couple. It was an inside thing for us girls.

Though, I wasn't really interested in all of that. It was her feelings, her life. She could do whatever she wanted. But we kind of forced her, disguised as teasing.

And since Vickie was very curious and interested in it, I had to do that too. To be a part of it.

We talked about anything and everything. But not even once did Vickie acknowledge my title. Normally, friends would celebrate, and tease, and congratulate. But mine did nothing, just ignored.

Everybody was focused on Vickie because apparently she was very sad. As if we weren't, as if we were okay to leave the place and she was the Only one being affected by it.

Anyway, we clicked our pictures too, with everyone, freshmen, teachers, close friends.

After that, it was the time to go.

Like really, to finally leave the place where we had spent five years of our life, where we made so many memories. So many good memories.

That was what I thought back then. Because all I could remember was the good times.

We were sitting in the library, a quiet place for just a few minutes. Just living in the moment.
Somebody said, "Careful, not to break your crown or your gift. Put them in a safe place"

To this, Vickie said, "Such a cheap piece. I can buy better than this one on my own. Who even wants this?"

I was focusing on keeping it safe. It's not like I was even bragging about it, but when she said those words, they pinched. How could she comment like that?

I tried to convince myself that she was sad and that's why she said that. But even then I knew, it wasn't the truth. She was simply jealous and irritated because she didn't get it and she was disguising it as sorrow and sadness.

And to go along with the situation, I faked a scoff and just put it in the bag.

We made a promise to come back here one more time, together.

Our results were to be announced after 2 months. So we decided to collect all the documents and the result, together. That we'd all be there on the same day, at the same time, so we could hangout together.

After that, we cried, hugged and came back. After entering my house, mom was happy for me and told me to click pictures with the crown and sash. But I wasn't in the mood, so I didn't.

She didn't force me either.

This chapter was over, but another one was still left to be told.

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