Text me

Epiloge - Sandy

I can't believe it, today is graduation day. All 6 of us, we did it! Yes, the 6 of us. Of course, Chyanne and Owen were still together. They spent a lot of time together at Owen's apartment. I'm pretty sure she has more than just a drawer, I think a whole damn dresser!
"Babe!" Danny called, breaking my thoughts. How rude, but also how very him. He jogged into view, our eyes meeting in the mirror. "Oh girl, you lot hot!" I rolled my eyes. His compliments usually sounded something like that, but he meant well.

Danny was really good at being romantic, just not with his words. He sweeps me off my feet and carries me places or he'll bring me flowers. On my birthday, he had a cake pop waiting for me in every class. With all of those little things he did, I could easily overlook his strange way of compliments. My favorite compliment was when he told me I have the perfect ears.

Owen sat patiently on the couch playing a game on his phone. Greg and Serenity laid on the floor, cheek to upside cheek, playing would you rather. Their questions were always so strange but neither of them minded.
"Would you rather only have to wear women's underwear for the rest of your life or be missing every other finger and toe." Greg thought carefully about his answer. I stared, waiting for an answer. Please god, don't pick the fingers and toes, please!
"Girls have like long boyish underwear, so I think that one." I exhaled in relief. We'd all gotten used to the strange questions by now, and secretly we all played along in our heads.

Serenity has been part of the friend group for about 9 months, she and Greg ran into each other in the hallway. Literally. Coffee went EVERYWHERE. His white shirt was covered in wet, blonde marks that clung to his skin. Her pink shirt mirrors his but the spots looked darker on her shirt. Serenity was flustered and so beside herself. She apologized but because it was Greg he just threw his head back in laughter. There wasn't an ounce of color in her face but he was pink from laughing so hard.

After his fit of laughter, they made eye contact. Serenity was still pale and confused but seemed leased flustered.
"I'm really sorry. I will buy you a new shirt, I promise." He was still smiling at her.
"Are you okay?" Greg was always a kind, caring guy. He had a tougher exterior but was a giant mushball on the inside.
"Am I? Yes? Are you?"
"Do you want to grab some coffee?" He ignored her question. Serenity looked like she lost touch with reality, and without knowing Greg I'm sure you'd feel like you had. "Maybe this time we can drink it and not create a fountain." His smile never wavered as he looked at her.
"But-"
"Listen, it's fine." I couldn't peel my eyes away from them.
"Uh, I suppose. But I'm paying." She argued back.
"Great, then it would be rude to let your guest sit alone at a table." He lightly grabbed her wrist and pulled her with him.

Since then they have been Serenity and Greg, oddly they work well together. Greg had one girlfriend between when Owen and Chy started dating until now, but we don't talk about her.

"Baby," Danny's hands gently laid on my shoulders. "Can you see if Chyanne is ready, please?" I nodded and wiggled my way out of his grip. He joined Owen on the couch. They were both in slacks and nice button-up shirts.

I quietly entered Chyanne's room. Immediately, I could smell her; cotton candy and other sweet things, then I could see her. She was standing in front of her now barley used bed. Her blond hair was curled in big Hollywood curls. A pink and purple floral dress hugged her perfectly. It wasn't her choice, it was mine. This girl wanted to wear dress shorts and a nice shirt. Tisk, tisk Chyanne.
"You look beautiful," I spoke softly. Our eyes met in the mirror. I wanted Chyanne to dress up for today, I knew there was a surprise coming. Danny has a big mouth. A smile graced her lips.
"We're really graduating." Her eyes seemed dazed with memories.
"Come here." I held out my arms. Slowly she let me hug her. We stayed like this, longer than we should have.