Today was the day.
The day that the hallway was revealed.
We had worked on it for a whole month.
I broke down a lot.
We were all gathered behind the now Purple painted double doors.
Sean, Lisa and I all stood in front.
"I would like to thank all of the students for putting this together over the last month. Especially to y/n. We miss the boys so much. We will pass on their amazing high school stories for many years to come. I am proud to announce that the Dolan Memorial Corridor is officially complete," the principal announces.
Sean, Lisa and I all hold hands and walk through the corridor. Their lockers were painted purple and had gold plaques on them. The walla had a timeline of everything they did in school on one side... and everything they did on Youtube on the other side. I feel some tears slip down my cheek. I see pictures of us three. The three musketeers, taking on the world.
I hug their parents. They hug me back. My own parents were not the greatest. They treated me as their own. I'm forever grateful. I just hope that their legacy lives on. Forever.
* a few hours later*
I went home and sat on my roof. I did this every day. Ever since that day. I would talk to them. I know it sounds silly but it helped. I would talk about my day. How much I miss them. What they're missing out on. Talk about old times. Anything and everything. I cried... a lot. I still do. It's so hard losing your best friends. They were not my best friends. They were my brothers. They treated me like a sister. The siblings I never had. I loved them.
