𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕤

𝕤𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

Test after test after test. Projects and quizzes galore. Essays, science labs, and other various assignments kept piling up as we neared the end of the school year.

But eventually, all of the end-of-year things were finished. We were able to sit back and relax for the last few weeks. Time almost doesn't seem real. We were able to publish a bunch of school newspapers, and they've been a hit. I'm proud of all the work we've done.

Flash forward to June 21st. The last day of my sophomore year.

When I head downstairs, I notice Jack and Davey looking extra sentimental. Of course, I can't blame them. It's their last day of high school ever. The last day all of us will hang out in the corner of the library.

I think back to when Jack and Charlie first introduced me to their friends. I was so scared. Little did I know that they would become my best friends ever.

That's why we get to school extra early. We have a celebration for the people graduating, and play a bunch of games as a mini-graduation party. I can tell they're trying not to cry.

We barely do anything in our classes. Most of it is reminiscing on the past school year, and discussing what we would be doing over the summer. I didn't know if any vacations, but I have a feeling we'll be going somewhere, since Jack will be moving out in August.

Shit. That still hurts to think about. He's going to NYU, so he'll be close, but I won't be able to walk down the hallway and ask for advice. I won't be able to rant about space while he paints.

Paint. For my birthday, Jack had painted me a beautiful space scene. I guess something will always be there to remind me of him.

Why am I acting like he's gonna die? Plus, I'll still have Charlie and Medda. And Romeo, and Specs, and Spot, and Albert, and Elmer, and all of my friends by my side. It won't be too bad.

Davey was going to Columbia. Of course we was going to an Ivy League, he's smart as hell. But that also means that Jack and Davey won't get to see each other as often. I know that just hurt. I wonder how I'm gonna feel in two years, when Spot, Albert, and I go off to our respective collages. I wonder if we'll still be together by then.

Everybody in the school congregates in the lobby for the final countdown. My friends and I form one huge group hug.

"Five!"

I think back to my first day. Lost and confused.

"Four!"

I think about how quickly they accepted me into their friend group. They acted like they had known me their whole lives.

"Three!"

I think about all my friends, my family, that would be graduating and going to college.

"Two!"

God, I'm gonna miss them. We better make this summer last.

"One!"

The bell rings, and cheers erupt throughout the halls as students storm out of the building. I notice Jack, Davey, and the other seniors taking a few deep breaths before exiting Union High for the last time. I wonder how they feel right now.