Jared

summa cum laude- with highest honors

magna cum laude- with great honor

salutatorian- 2nd highest in class

This is it.

This is the first day of the rest of my life.

Graduation.

After this, high school was officially over, and onto the real world. The only other person that would be with me throughout this would be Emma. She was accepted to NYU, majoring in Journalism. She thought it was kind of interesting, and when she wrote, she would bite her pencil and it was adorable.

Me on the other hand, I got into NYU too, but I majored in Engineering. I had offers from schools around the country with full scholarships if I played baseball there. If Emma wasn't there, there wasn't really a point to me going there.

Now, I know that I seem all over attached boyfriend, but she's the one. Like THE ONE. Life without her, it wouldn't be life.

"Prescott, Jared. Summa cum laude, Salutatorian." The principal called out, grimacing while he said it. He didn't like me, and it was most likely because of the Vincent Incident.

Along with those honors I had a gold cord for Honor Society and something else for ROTC.

He handed me my diploma, and I gave him a genuine smile. What's not to like about never having to see him again?

Emma walked a little after me, and smiled widely. Once she was down here, she jumped into my arms and kissed me. It was one of those stupid cliche movie moments. But it was our stupid cliche movie moment.

"Ahem, I think we deserve some recognition." Mr. Ross said, walking over towards us.

"DAD! You said you wouldn't be able to make it." Emma said, smothering her dad in a hug.

"And miss your graduation?" Mr. Ross said, "Good job Jared,"

"Thanks Mr. Ross." I said, smiling, fondly.

"We're having a dinner tonight, you and Jessie are invited. Wouldn't be a family dinner without you two there." Mrs. Ross said, taking her turn at hugging Emma.

"Picture time," Jessie said, strolling over with our dad.

"Da-Sir?" I said, straightening my posture, and moving my arm to my side. It was originally rubbing the back of my neck.

"Jared, you've done a good job. Have you decided what branch you're going into?" My dad asked me,

"Marine Corps, sir." Dad said, as Jessie took a picture of us.

"Jared, smile and take a picture with your dad." Emma said, pushing me towards him.

"Fine," I sighed, as Emma pecked my lips.

We ended up having a full scale photoshoot. Pictures of Emma and I, our parents, everyone.

I guess high school is done.