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[67] It Happened Again

L O V I N G
L A K Y N

TODAY, SPECIFICALLY ON the last day of June, I graduated from Dayton Academy. Wow, big deal, I know. But I am proud of myself. There were so many times during my education in which I thought that there was absolutely no way that I would persevere until the very end, but I did.

The ceremony was bland. I did not expect anything spectacular, necessarily, but considering I was graduating from a wealthy private school, I sort of did have high-expectations. I wore this dreadful, emerald gown and a cap. It was held at the town hall in the center of the town, we each had to dress in our uniform for one final time, beneath the gowns, of course, and with every call of our name, we ascended the stairs and were given our graduation certificates.

As I walked up those stairs and onto that stage, I was on the verge of tears. Not because I was proud or happy, but because as I stood shook hands with principal Vanderbilt, I gazed over at those rows and rows of proud parents and happy siblings, and I. . .well, I had no one.

I do not need anyone but it is one of the biggest days of my life, and I had no one there for me. I knew that my father would never come seeing as I am no longer anything to him but a girl whom shares his surname. But the very small, non-pessimistic part of me thought that maybe—it is extremely unlikely—just maybe, he would make an appearance.

I do not care for his cruel words nor his words at all, for that matter. But just to see him, even for a split-second amongst that crowd would make me feel better as I would just have one person to see me complete one of the biggest achievements in my life so far, alongside getting into the London College of Fashion.

If I was being completely candid, the only person that I wanted to see in that crowd of random people, was my mother. I know that no matter how high she was, she would smile, and clap, and, god. She would just be proud.

Lilly took time off her busy working schedule and came to watch her son—whom she never thought would graduate—and even bought Lexi. I noticed a tall, bronzed boy with blonde hair too, and if I had not attended one year of elementary school with him, I would have not known it was Kaden Sinclair, Lakyn's beloved brother.

He told me that Kaden makes an effort to come every summer break, but I suppose he came early to see his little brothers' greatest accomplishment.

Sheriff Rivers came too, of course. And with him, he bought Sam. Hale's father came too.

But even though I happened to be rather lonesome on such a special day, it made me overjoyed that the people dearest to me did not have to experience that same feeling.

The ceremony came to an end and the word about Nathaniel Lockheart's extravagant graduation party spread like wildfire. Several students were throwing parties, all in different areas of Dayton Lakes, but Nate was the most popular amongst the party-throwers, so everyone naturally ended up at his house, just before the city.

I contemplated on whether or not it would be a good idea to go but seeing as I am doing decently well, I am feeling. . .cautiously optimistic, therefore, going to one last high school party does not sound entirely dreadful.

Though I spite ninety-eight-percent of the people whom I attended four years of schooling with, this is the last time that any of us will be in the same place at once, besides, there still is that two percent of people that I do want to see.

Which brings me to now, sitting in Sam's car, whilst we drive to Nate's house per my directions. You see, the unfortunate thing about my attending this party is not in fact that I have to be social for several hours nor is it the fact that I have to see Lakyn's pretty face all night, but instead, that Sam insisted on coming.