A year later
"This day will be milestone for all of you. After 13 years of school, you are now ready for the next step. If that includes working, going to college or maybe traveling, remember to call home once in a while and check on your old folks. They are the ones we all should say thank you to. Without them, you would not have been standing here, ready to graduate."
The principal continues to talk, using lots of body languages and other rhetorical devices. Half of the ocean of parent are listening, the other half are filming and they don't get a word of Mrs. Adams are saying.
Alex and the rest of his classmate are lining up, ready to receive their high school diploma, but first: speeches. After Mrs. Adams is done, the class president will be having a speech, followed by the valedictorian who will have his or her speech. Frankly, Alex has no clue who's this year's valedictorian. Hopefully it's McGregor, seeing he spent all Saturday nights studying.
Then, finally, the names are called out. There are almost fifty students in this year's seniors. Therefore the Mrs. Adams asked that no one where to clap before all the diplomas were handed out. Of course no one listened to her.
"Alexander Jareau!"
Alex's pulse rushes sky high as he walks the three steps on the podium. He hears people cheering and clapping. Someone's whistling. He knows, without looking, who are cheering: his mother, his aunt and her wife, Derek, Spencer, Aaron with his family, Emily with her family, Omar's parents, Matt's parents, and, most likely, a few others that know him from his years on the Lacrosse team.
"Congratulations, Mr. Jareau," Mrs. Adams says with pride while shaking hands with him.
"Thank you, ma'am," he replies with a huge grin on his face.
He did it.
He has finished high school.
Hey people!
Now, I'm thinking this story is done. My cousin and I don't have any more ideas, and we thought that we should continue on the other story that we have on hold for now.
Thank you all, Warriors!