Chapter Ten

It was graduation time. They were in their yellow graduation cap and gown. Rodrick and Christina had their pictures taken by Eva and Susan. Christina had yellow flats and Rodrick had black fancy shoes. "This was the best year ever." He kissed her. "Ok Rodrick." Frank took a picture with him. "You're dad would have been proud of you." She smiled then Christina had a sudden sad look on her face. Rodrick noticed. "Christina, can I talk to you?" She looked over. "Sure." He took her hand into the kitchen. "What was that look for?" She shifted her eyes. "What look?" He studied her. "What happened to your dad?" She had a sudden urge to cry, but didn't. "I rather not talk about it." He kissed her on the cheek. "You can trust me." She looked at her ring. "When I was 3, my father died of cancer." He hugged her. "Your mom is right. He would have been proud." She smiled and took his hand into the living room. "Ready to go you two? I have the limo waiting." Susan and Frank looked at Eva. "A limo!" She smiled. "Yea. You all ready?" They all piled in the limo and went to the high school. Graduation was bitter sweet. Everything was going good as planned until the next day. Rodrick was awaken from honking. He ran to the window and saw her tour bus and her manager waiting for her. Christina was wearing the same outfit as the party and her make up was different, but pretty. She was carrying along a suitcase. "Can I say good bye to one person?" Her manager ignored her and was chatting with someone. "I need an opening band but everyone is opening for everyone else." Christina dropped her suitcase on the ground and sat on it. "Chrissy!" She looked over. Rodrick was walking to her. She smiled. "Hot-Rod!" She ran over and kissed him. "When were you going to tell me this?" She shrugged. "Didn't want you to worry." His band was there in the morning to practice. "Let's go bro." The male singer hit his back. "Wait." Christina stopped them. "Want to come with me?" Rodrick looked at her. "To California?" She smiled and nodded. "Yes. We need an opening band for me." Rodrick got his things packed. "Bye mom. See you in a few weeks." Greg and Rowley had their things packed and loaded on the bus. "Whoa, you two aren't going." Christina kissed him. "I said they could. Go on in boys." He sighed. She put her arms around his neck and his arms around her waist. "What am I going to do with you?" Rodrick asked. She looked away and shrugged. "Don't know." They got in the bus and left to California.