Chapter Twenty Five

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The end of the school year
(Graduation Day)

"Welcome everyone to the Graduation of Class 2014," said our principal. Everyone screamed after he said that.

"We will like to call each student by name for their diplomas. Let's get started," he said, we all screamed again.

I have to wait a while for my name to be called considering that it starts with a 'S'. I look around at all the graduates, and found Justin he smiled at me. Yes, we are still dating and it is a good relationship. I am so glad he isn't a player anymore. I helped him stop being a player, which is good. I like this Justin better.

"Justin Harvey," the principal called out. A lot of people screamed after his name was called. His parents were there. I just clapped. Justin went on stage grabbed his diploma and shook the principals hand. Before he left the stage he said, "I ACTUALLY GRADUATED!!!" Everyone laughed and clapped at what he said. I did too.

After waiting an eternity, (ok I exaggerated a little bit on that) but after waiting about 5 minutes of names being called, my name was finally called. "Katlyn Storm," our principal said.

I walked on stage and there was a whistle. It was most likely Justin. I heard my family cheering. My father was also there, surprisingly. It actually took a day off work.

My brother was there and he had a girlfriend. Yes, it was that gorgeous girl from the picture he showed me at dinner that one time. Her name is Julia. She seems like the right person for him.

I grabbed my diploma from the principal and shook his hand. I had a smile on my face. This was an important moment of my life.

Once the principal finished saying all of our names, we cheered. Someone started counting and we all knew what that was for. 1...2...3 and when the person said three we all threw our caps in the air.

I can't believe it, I finally graduated. I went looking through the crowd of graduates for Justin. I had to congratulate my boyfriend. When I saw him, I walked over to him and gave him a hug. He picked me up a little and spun me around in circles. He kissed me on my lips.

We got interrupted by someone clearing their throat. It was my dad. We separated from each other. Tyler gave me a hug and so did my mom an dad. Julia congratulated me. I said thanks.

I gave Justin's parents a hug. Both of them were pretty nice. They weren't that mean. They congratulate me. Justin gave my brother a bro hug while Tyler was congratulating him.

This was a good day for me. No one was fighting. Which was good, considering that me and my dad have a lot of arguments.

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"I got you something," Justin said.

"You didn't have to, I didn't get you anything," I said.

"Why does that matter?" he asked.

"Because then I will owe you something," I said.

"No, you won't because I didn't tell you I was getting you something," he said.

"Now, I feel bad," I stated.

"Don't," he said.

"I'll try, now what did you get me?" I asked curious.

"Close your eyes he said and follow me."

"I will fall if I walk with my eyes closed."

"Then get on my back and I will carry you upstairs."

I did as I was told. It felt really weird. I do not know why though. He walked upstairs without a struggle and there we stood in front of my bedroom door.

"Close your eyes," he said.

"Ok, they are," I said. I heard my bedroom door open. I am really wondering what this present could be.

"Ok, you can open your eyes," he said. I opened my eyes and I was completely shocked and confused. There were like thirty floating balloons in my room.

"Each balloon gives a different reason why I love you," he said.

"Aww, thank you. But one question," I said.

"What?" he asked.

"Why is one of the white and the rest red. Plus the white one doesn't have anything written on it," I stated.

"Well that's odd. Maybe you should find out why," he said. I walked over there and there was nothing written in it.

"Pop that balloon," he said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just do it," he said.

"I need something to pop it with," I stated.

"Here," he said handing me a pencil. I popped it and I was surprise by what fell out. It was a...

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