Last-first day of high school

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Today is my first last day of high school, it's incredible. It seems like yesterday when I started the first year and here I am, BOOM, catapulted to the fifth year.

I get ready and have breakfast fast and furious even though I'm not late but my anxiety is stronger than me.

"Jonathan!" I scream from the other room.
"Already ready? But do you know what time it is?" he looks at me strangely with his sleepy face. Even when he's not tired he has this kind of face.

"How do i look? Good? I mean it's okay?" he can clearly feel how nervous I am.

"You're fine but calm down, Jesus" he comes out of the room.

"Always very kind brother!"

Today Robin and Steve will take me to school and they never stop talking about girls, I think I have heard of a certain Heidi or Linda but I completely ignored the speech.

"Vivi, Robin, were you even listening to me?"

"Yes, Steve"
"Honestly, no" we say in unison Robin and I.

"Yes, um...he was talking about sex with Linda or something" Robin adds.

"It was Heidi! Not Linda!"

"Really Steve The Hair Harrington can not find a girl? In high school you were full of them" I continue while he ignores the topic.

"How's it going with Vickie by the way?" Steve changes the topic.

"W-what?"

"Vickie, come on, have you finally told ther you like her?"

"Absolutely not, and I never will, easy for you yeah? You know what happens if I make a mistake, BOOM, I become the outcast, the different"

"Trust me, Vickie's the one, I can feel it!" "I mean i like boobies, you like boobies! Vickie likes boobies too. Not big deal".

"Ew, don't say that" Robin is clearly embarrassed

"What's wrong? Boobies!"
I wish I had Steve's enthusiasm at 8:00 am.

Robin and I got out of the car and we're heading for the school.
"Robin, if you really have feelings for Vickie, you should tell her. I mean, she doesn't seem to be one of those girls who, you know, will judge you or something" I just want the best for her.

"Thank you Vi, but let's stop talking about me. Rather, what about your love life? You never talk to me about this kind of things"

"Well, because it's non-existent"

"COME ON! Is there any guy who stole your heart this summer?" she throws me one of his mischievous looks.

"Actually no, they are so boring and absolutely not my type" I precise raising a hand.

"Do you have a tipe? Like The British Jackson?" she chuckles.

"Please don't even mention him. That's awkward" I tap her on the shoulder.

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