A/N: So short. I'm sorry! But at least the chapter is pretty!
I have my physics final in less than an hour. I'm trying not to freak out about it because even if I don't show up for the stupid thing, I'll still pass with a C+. So it's not like I'm going to fail and have to repeat. And I'll never have to see my boring, monotone teacher again! Yay!
But panic's still there. But the chapter is pretty. Yay prettiness! Oh, and if you guys are wondering about the loviness going on right now, Belarus is coming back soon X3
Ivan glanced up at the calender. His eyes trailed over the dates, the words jotted down in hasty letters scrawled in the tiny boxes. There was star inside one of the cubicles.
Violet eyes returned to that marked date after finding nothing more of interest. What was so special about that Tuesday that it deserved a star? There were no words to tell him, no sticky notes to give him a spark of remembrance. Just a star.
Oh. Wait.
It was graduation.
On that day, on that simply, Tuesday morning, Ivan would walk in his school for the last time as a high school boy, wearing a white robe and matching cap. And he would walk out a man bound for college.
Where had the time gone?
Alfred grinned at his won calender, filled with novel long notes his brother had written to remind Alfred which days he had sport practice, when he needed to go to the dentist and a bunch of other boring things.
Only one more week, he told himself over and over, like a prayer. One more week and then no more high school!
Matthew had tried to tell him how he should have acted more serious about graduating, how he should have applied to college, or tried harder to get better grades.
But the feeling of excitement, of freedom, overpowered any trace of other emotions. There was none of the sadness or worry that his younger brother portrayed, or the sentimentalism hid friends (mostly Arthur) kept. Just pure, innocent excitement.
The hot, humid days of summer had long since passed, and the trees had grown a new gown of green that had fallen in the late autumn. Winter had come with harsh snow, the blanket of fresh white making up for the bitter winds and freezing temperatures. But the cover of winter had melted with the warm rains of spring. Birds greeted the world, reborn, with song, and the multitudes of flowers popped from the ground to welcome the seniors of the high school to their college life, just around the corner.
Soon, the fours seasons would repeated themselves, as they always had, but in a new chapter of the two's lives.