"Welcome, friends, parents, to Beacon Hills High School Senior Graduation!" The principal began and the crowd of seniors' graduating and the guests applauded.
"Welcome to our Senior High Recipients!" The principal exclaimed.
And in unison the seniors all stood up and the guests applauded in greeting. The principal set them down and began the ceremony, mentioned a few things about this year's seniors, then brought a few teachers on stage to say a few things themselves. Coach just said a heartwarming 'Y'all are dead to me' and added 'You still suck Greenberg!'
The principal then brought up the valedictorian…
"Lydia Martin!" he called out and the crowd applauded. Kira nudged her arm and she smiled and got up and went up the stage.
She stood in front of the crowd confidently but inside she was biting her nails. Sure, she's Lydia 'freaking' Martin but, everything she said usually got someone in trouble.
But today was different; she was saying goodbye to the place she will forever have memories in…and memories that will live forever in her mind and heart.
She was also saying goodbye to old friends that she grew up with as a kid so it was quite tough for her but knowing the person she is… she doesn't show her emotions.
The pack woke up on the day of their Graduation not knowing what to expect. Sure, they all knew that they're graduating but living and being in the reality of it all are totally different things.
Lydia took a deep breath before beginning.
"Beacon Hills High is a place where our teachers encourage us to plant our future into our minds and hearts. And define ourselves as we choose…where a shy girl is badass with a lacrosse stick." Lydia giggled as she stared at Kira who blushed and the crowd 'whooped'. "And where a jock, can cook up a mean beef turkey," Lydia motioned to Theo who just pretended to be oblivious to what's being said. Lydia rolled her eyes. "But High School is a place we'll keep for the rest of our lives. No matter where we are, it'll always be the gate way to our future selves."
The graduates applauded.
"This town is weird, but having friends like these make it all the more fun!" Lydia said staring at the pack. Everyone laughed.
"So I'd like to dedicate this last line to everyone here, students." She began. "Saying goodbyes are tough. There's always tears, heartbreak and sadness. So I think, don't think of this day as a send off to all your friends, think of it as a 'see you later'." Lydia said and the whole crowd applauded. Stiles stood up from his seat, and clapped for Lydia as he began climbing up the stage. She was confused.
"Give it up for Lydia Martin!" He said through the mic.
What the hell was he doing?
"Oh that was sweet. I especially enjoyed the ending. It was really touching which brings me to what I'm about to say." He began.
"It's going to be freaking hard saying goodbye to my friend Scott McCall." He said staring at Lydia. "But saying goodbye to this woman right here is unthinkable."
The crowd 'awwed' and Lydia blushed. Stiles grinned and turned back to the crowd.
"Graduation sucks because you have to make tough decisons after that. Like college for instance," He said. "So I've made my decision."
"I've chosen Architectural studies." Stiles exclaimed and the crowd applauded. "But I've also chosen Lacrosse!" He added and the crowd roared. Lydia clapped for her boyfriend. "The University of California, Berkeley offers me both. That's where I'm going to be attending next fall." Stiles stated.
Lydia's eyes bulged as she realized what he said. Stiles smiled.
"But most of all, I chosen the person that fills my heart with happiness, which is why I picked a school that's estimated to be 32.7…" He took a pause as he turned around to stare at Lydia. "Miles from you…" He grinned as he stared at her, filled with tears in her eyes.
The crowd 'awws' yet again and Lydia's parents as well as Stiles' grinned proudly.
At that moment, he knew where he belonged.
"Miss Lydia Martin, Stanford University, Pre-Law…" He said for her as he pulled her by the hand and twirled her around until she was facing the crowd. He smiled in appreciation and the crowd gave her a round of applause.
After that whole bombshell incident, Stiles and Lydia took their seats.
"That was sweet." Lydia teased. Stiles scoffed.
"I can be romantic when I want to be, baby." Stiles stated.
Lydia grinned. Stiles grinned back, planting a kiss on her cheek and intertwined his fingers with hers as they looked forward, content in where they were.
He called out the names of the graduates so that they could accept their diplomas.
"Scott McCall." The principal called. Melissa screamed and took a picture.
"Lydia Martin." She accepted the diploma. Natalie was crying.
"Stiles Stilinski."
Stiles jumped up and down like a schoolgirl and so was his dad.
"Malia Tate..." He then called out. "Malia Tate?" He questioned when nobody came up. Everyone was wondering where she was.
"I'd like to ask all our High School graduates to stand up!" The principal began. "Move your tassels to the side." He said and the students obliged.
Then he said the words that determined the rest of their lives.
"Congratulations to the Class of 2014 of Beacon Hills High! You've graduated!" He exclaimed and then the students threw their graduation caps in the air, signifying their graduation and they crowd went all crazy.
The students all gave each other hugs and the pack were united in a group hug.
"We've graduated!" Kira screamed and threw her arms around Kira whilst Stiles and Scott embraced.
Lydia laughed then she wrapped her arms around Theo.
"You'll always be the most jerkiest, best prom date ever." Lydia said hugging him.
"Gonna miss you too Lyds," He said.
Scott and Stiles embraced.
"University of Berkley huh?" Scott pointed out.
"Oh yeah. We're scheduled to beat some Lacrosse but next semester." Stiles said. Scott laughed.
"Dream on." Scott grinned, as tears began welling up in his eyes.
"Hey, don't cry dude. You're the alpha!" Stiles stated. Scott laughed. "I love you man."
"I love you too." They embraced in an embarassing bro hug.
As they pulled away, Scott caught Kira grinning like a freak with her parents congratulating her on her graduation.
He smiled.
"You need to go after her man." Stiles stated. Scott frowned.
"What? What do you mean?" Scott asked.
"You've already let one go, and look at what happened to that." He said, clearly referring to Allison. "Don't screw up with this one."
Scott knew what he meant.
And Stiles was right.
"Scott! Stiles!" Melissia and Sheriff came running to them, with pride in their eyes. Melissa was sobbing as she met up with her son.
Here come the kisses...
"Lydia!" Isaac called her as she was about to make her way to the ladies room.
Lydia spun around and smiled at him.
"Congratulations. Great speech!" He said.
"Oh thanks. I'm glad it's over." She said. He smiled.
"So like anyway, I was wondering if you've heard from Malia by any chance? She hasn't been returning my calls or my texts." He told her with a worried frown creasing between his eyebrows.
She was mentally cooing at the thought of a baby with Isaac's adorable face cloned onto it. A mini Isaac...
She was contemplating whether or not to tell him about Malia's situation so she did the only thing a true friend would do.
"She's heading out of town. If you want to say goodbye to her before she leaves, then I suggest you go now." She informed him.
Isaac frowned.
"But I dont-"
"Go!" She urged him. He nodded and immediately shrugged his gown off and threw it at her and began running through the woods.
"Isaac!" She called back. He turned around and she threw him his keys for his van that was in the pocket of his gown. He smiled back and ran over to his van.
Lydia smiled.
She's officially a love expert!
… …
After all the craziness of the graduation finally ending, Scott and Stiles' favorite band Blink-182 played and the crowd was rocking inside the school hall.
Scott and Stiles decided that that was a good a time to dance together and after a few songs later, they decided to go find their significant others. Kira pulled Scott aside and they began walking out of the hall and to the lacrosse field.
"Where are you taking me?" Scott laughed. Kira smiled.
Scott and Kira sat on one of the Bleachers together, staring at the polluted field, the white chairs all on the ground and plastic cups and plates lying everywhere.
"I still can't believe we graduated. We graduated Kira!" Scott said giddily and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Kira nodded.
"I know crazy isn't it?" She said. "Um…Scott I need get something off my chest." She said. He pulled away and stared at her.
"Yeah, you can tell me anything." He assured her.
Kira took in a deep breath and Scott placed his hand on her thigh and rubbed it in comfort. He knew what this talk was about.
"I think I've run out of goodbyes Scott,"
"Come on, don't you even say that?" Scott tried to stop her.
"It's taken me a long time to get a grip on this long distance thing." She said. "So like what, I come over spring break and leave again? And come back her in the summer and leave again?"
"Yeah, that was the plan right?" Scott said.
"I don't think I can do it Scott. I really hope you understand." Kira's voice began cracking. "I mean, it'd be great to spend every minute of every hour with you but…it's going to be a huge strain. And I know what I'm saying doesn't make sense but I can't seem to find the words that I'm looking for."
"Kira, I understand-"
"No you don't!" She argued and stared into his dark chocolate brown eyes with tears in hers. "I love you Scott. I love you more than anything but…I think I should go off on my own right now. I don't think I'll be able to take the fact that I'll be leaving all the people I care about behind, leaving you but…" She sobbed as she stared at the ground.
Scott's frown creased into a sad expression. He felt an odd nostalgic/déjà vu moment in this conversation. He wanted to make it work this time.
He lifted her face so she could face him and he removed the tears from her eyes.
"I know…" He assured to her.
"I don't want to do this but-"
"Shh…you don't have to say it. I know." He assured her and he planted his lips on her forehead as she sobbed on his gown collar. He pulled her into his arms securely and held her tight, not wanting to let go.
"I'm sorry." She whispered.
Scott shook his head.
There was nothing to be sorry about.
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