Subj: June Chap one-please upload ^^
Date: 1/21/2004 6:46:59 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: ScarlettB689
To: Heavenlyjaystar
Chapter 1
"You may open your test booklets and begin," Miss Durham announced, and I eagerly flipped open the booklet and grabbed my pencil and began. Other students looked around the room, as if the answers were glued to the wall, but I kept my eyes confidently on my last qualifying exam. I whizzed through it, knowing every answer to every question. I finished first. I stood up, hoping that no one would notice, and as usual, all of the eyes were on me. I fixed my uniform skirt; A light blue plaid skirt with a white polo shirt with the school's name embroidered under my right shoulder. I dropped the booklet and the test paper in the basket and returned the pencil. Miss Durham looked at me with pride as I sat down again, and rested my head against the desk, planning to catch a little more sleep. I hadn't gotten much the previous night; I was too nervous to sleep. I drilled myself, remembering Shakespearean terms and literature terms as I tossed and turned.
Before I knew it, the class was over, and everyone was gathering their books and leaving. I grabbed mine in a hurry and followed Cassandra Leigh and Lilly Brooks, my two best friends, out of the class.
"How did you do?" Cassandra asked. I looked away.
"I'm guessing that's a good," she muttered. Lilly tittered.
"Man, I completely forgot all of the stuff that I had studied for. I hope I don't fail," Lilly exasperated. I shook my head.
"You won't. Trust me," I said.
"OK, in that case, I won't fail." We all laughed.
"What's your next exam?" Cassandra asked.
"AP Calculus. I'm really dreading that one," I mumbled. They both frowned.
"We wish you luck," Lilly replied, placing her manicured hand on my shoulder. I sighed and leaned against the brick wall, clutching my books to my chest. Cassandra and Lilly decided that they were going to get something to eat, and they offered me to come along, but I refused and decided to take a short walk before having to go back to class.
I walked around campus for a while, occasionally saying hello to some of my acquaintances and keeping my eyes low to the ground. Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I slowly spun around to see Andrew Louis staring at me, his eyes dancing.
"Hello, Junie," he said sweetly. I sighed.
"It's June. Hello."
"Let's walk and talk, shall we?" He asked, slinging his heavy arm around my shoulders, pulling me along.
"What is it that you want, Andrew?" I asked dully. He flashed me a smile.
"Well, I was wondering. . . " he drawled.
"I don't have all day," I sang after a long pause.
"Come to prom with me," he blurted. I stopped walking and looked at him.
"It's basically an offer you can't refuse," he said, throwing his hands in the air.
"Andrew," I said, shaking my head. "You're a really nice, attractive guy, but I don't think it would work between us," I said, starting to walk away. He groaned.
"Aww, come on June. Don't be such a brain." I spun on him sharply, and he flashed me a weak smile. "Please." I exhaled and shrugged.
"I don't know. I'll think about it," I replied as best I could, and his smiled widened.
"It's gonna be great, you're not going to regret it," he said, sweeping me into his arms and brushing his lips against my cheek. I pushed him away. He pulled me close against him. "Maybe we'll have a little fun afterwards," He whispered. I shoved him away, and scurried off.
"What was that all about?" Lilly inquired from behind. I turned around.
"Andrew Louis wants to go to prom with me," I recited. They both smiled coyly. "What?"
"Well, well, well. It seems June Parker is growing up," Cassandra said in a sing song voice. I rolled my eyes.
"I didn't even tell him that I was definitely going with him. I told him that I would think about it," I said. They caught up with me and walked by my side.
"Well, he is kind of cute," Lilly said. "You know you want to."
"Enough!" I cried. "Drop the subject." They both looked at each other. "This is my stop. See you later," I muttered and walked into the building.
The exam went harder than I thought. I ran my fingers through my hair angrily, chewed on my pencils, and tapped my fingers on the desktop. Somehow, it all passed in a blur, and I finished first, again. I almost hated being first. Everyone either envied me, or wanted to see my test. I dropped it in the basket and sat down, resting my elbow on the desk and propping my head up, waiting for this to be over with.
Finally, the bell had rung, and I leapt out of the class, just wanting to go home.
I had to walk home; my expedition was in the shop being repaired. I walked on the sidewalk, enjoying the breeze from the spring air. I heard soft footsteps from behind me, but I ignored them, just thinking that it was one of the kids that lived in the neighborhood. The footsteps got quicker and quicker, until someone had placed their hands on my shoulders, and I screamed and spun around, ready to attack.
"Andrew," I growled, slapping his hands away. He wore an impish smile on his perfectly rosy lips.
"Thought about it?" he asked.
"At this rate, if you don't leave me alone, I'm not going to go!" I shouted.
"Oh come on, you're no fun," he whined. I shot him a glare and continued walking. "Just tell me yes and I'll leave you alone!"
"Good-bye Andrew," I called and turned the corner, leaving him standing there.
I was still undecided whether or not I should go with him. He was nice and cute, and smart. I shrugged and entered the house.
"Mom, Dad! I'm home!" I yelled, shutting the door and hurrying up the stairs. "Hello?" I opened the door to Daddy's study, and looked around.
"Daddy!" I cried, running into the office. He laughed and smiled.
"June." He hugged me and I smiled. "How was school? How did your qualifying exams go?"
"They were great," I said. "I think I did pretty well."
"Good."
"Where's Mommy?"
"She went to the grocery store," he replied. "Go up to your room and put your things down and relax. You've had a long day," he suggested. I nodded and went up into my room to put my backpack down and started to tidy up my room. I sat down on my bed and wrote in my diary.
Today was very interesting, I must say. Andrew Louis asked me to prom. I didn't think it would ever happen, but it did.
He keeps bugging me about it though, and he will not leave me alone. After school today, he even followed me home to
ask if I was going to go with him. At this rate, I'm not going to if he doesn't leave me alone.
My qualifying exams went okay, although, once again, I was the first to finish them, as usual. My English test went very
well; the additional studying before bed helped a lot, but caused me to lose a lot of extra sleep that I could have used.
My AP Calculus test was quite challenging; I never expected it to be that difficult. But all in all. I know that I will definitely pass.
I put my diary away in my secret place and went downstairs to get something to eat. Mommy had arrived, unloading groceries and bags from the trunk of the Mercedes.
"Hello June," Mommy said. I went outside into the driveway and helped her. She sat down for a moment. Brian, my little brother, walked in with one grocery bag.
"Eww, it's you," he snickered. I darkened my eyes at him and turned to Mommy.
"Thank you," she breathed. I nodded and went to the pantry to unload.
"How were the exams?" she asked, fanning herself with her hand. It had become hot today; hotter than normal in Colorado Springs. She joined me to stock the pantry.
"OK. I'm pretty sure that I did well," I explained to her. She smiled.
"Good. Where's your father?" She asked.
"Up in his office," I replied, and she headed upstairs.
"I bet you did bad," Brian whispered to me.
"Shut up and do something constructive."
"What's that mean?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and finished stocking the pantry and went up to my room to call Lilly and Cassandra.
"So, did you tell Andrew that you wanted to go to prom?" Lilly asked. I groaned.
"When will you guys stop asking? I don't know yet!" I nearly screamed.
"OK, don't have a cow. I was just asking." I rolled my eyes.
"So tomorrow's the big day, eh?" Cassandra said randomly. I shivered with excitement.
"It is. I can't believe it. Senior year is over!"
"Yes! Finally, no more school!" Lilly cried.
"That's not true for June," Cassandra argued back.
"Yes, Little Miss priss is going to Harvard," Lilly sang. I remembered they day that I received the acceptance letter. I was rejected by other Ivy league colleges, but Harvard said that I had something special about me.
Mommy came back from the mailbox, and as usual, I demanded to know if any letters had come. She sifted through the mail, most of them bills, and pulled out a letter with the Harvard address on it. I chewed on my lip, glanced at Mommy, and neatly tore the letter open. I scanned it quickly, and jumped up and down. I had been accepted.
I returned back to reality. "So what?" I replied casually. They both laughed.
"I bet you would just die if you didn't have more schooling," Cassandra giggled.
"So what if I like school?" I barked.
"Whoa. We've irritated Miss Priss. What should we do now? Quiz her on the presidents?" Lilly asked. They both cackled with laughter.
"You guys, stop," I mumbled.
"Oh, she's asked us to stop. We better, don't want her to start crying," Cassandra squealed, and they broke out into a peal of laughter. I grew very frustrated, so I slammed the phone down.
All of my life, I had tried to hold down some friends. Always, if I had made an intelligent comment, I would have been mocked and teased. The phone ran, and knowing that it was them, I decided to ignore it. I went downstairs and went to see what we were going to have for dinner. Daddy was in the living room, Mommy was in the kitchen flipping through her cookbooks.
"What are we having?" I asked as I took a seat at the counter. She shrugged. Brian was in the backyard, playing with his GI-Joe action figures.
"I don't know yet. How does pork chops sound?" I nodded and went into the living room where Daddy was watching the news.
"Anything interesting?" I inquired as I plopped down next to him. He shrugged.
"Same old news. Murder, robbery, fraud," he muttered. I nodded.
"The hearing of 29 year old man concluded today when the Jury found Michael Peterson guilty of Murder in the first degree. Michael's girlfriend, Leah Garold, was found shot in her apartment almost 9 months ago. The evidence concluded Peterson was the killer and did indeed confess. Leah Garold's family lawyer, Rick Parker, proved the case and gave the Garold family, justice."
"That's me," Daddy said proudly and grinned. I heard my phone ringing endlessly upstairs in my room. Mommy looked at me.
"June, why don't you answer the phone?" Mommy asked. I blew air through my lips.
"Because it's Lilly and Cassandra."
"Why aren't you talking to them?" She replied.
"Because, they were teasing me because I was going to Harvard and all they wanted to do was go out and party," I mumbled.
"Well, you know, true friends would stick up for you instead of tease you," we both chanted, me joining along in mid sentence. She glared at me.
"Just pick up the phone," she pleaded, stirring the sauce she had in a pot. I marched up to my room and answered the phone.
"Hello?" I answered gruffly.
"C'mon June, we were just teasing you. Stay, talk," Cassandra pleaded.
"You know, true friends would stick up for you instead of tease you. I have to go. Dinner's ready," I snapped and slammed the phone down. I wasn't one to hold grudges, but those two had made me very mad lately. It probably had to do with graduation, I thought to myself as I marched downstairs again. Mommy looked at me but didn't say anything. I sat down next to Daddy on the couch and watched the rest of the news before dinner was announced. Brian came in from the backyard, and we all hurried to the dining room.
"Brian, you could at least clean yourself up before dinner," Mommy suggested. He shrugged.
"I'm not that dirty," he said, brushing off dirt on his pants. Mommy commanded him to wash his hands, and he went into the sink and did so. He came back, and we said a quick grace and served our meals.
"How was school Brian?" Daddy answered.
"Boring. I don't learn anything." I rolled my eyes. By the time I was nine, I had my multiplication tables memorized. Daddy looked agitated and Mommy looked unhappy about his rude comment. He picked up his fork and slurped his spaghetti.
"Brian, don't slurp," Mommy snapped. He made a face at her when my parents weren't looking.
"What time is graduation tomorrow night?" Mommy asked.
"8:00. Please don't be late," I pleaded.
"We won't be, don't worry," Daddy bragged. I sighed and sipped my water. We had an awkward pause, and Brian broke the silence with his belch.
"Brian!" Mommy shrieked.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"After your finished, you're going straight to your room. No desert." He groaned.
"Aww, but we're having chocolate cake," he whined. Mommy gave him a stern look and returned to her meal. I was the first to finish, washing my plate and putting it in the dishwasher.
"I have to work on my valedictorian speech," I announced to the family, and stormed up the stairs and up to my room to pull out my speech.
I had been working on it since I had found out that I was nominated. I pulled it out, and started to proofread it.
Ladies and Gentleman,
It seems that 12 or 13 years ago, your son or daughter was getting
on the big yellow school bus for their first day of school. You waved
good-bye, standing on the curb and thought to yourself, this is a day you will remember forever.
And now it is that time again, but not to say good-bye to leave for school, but to say hello to a new journey that will come upon us.
When I was just starting junior high, I never thought of my future.
I never thought of the day that I was going to graduate high
school and go on to college at Harvard. But here we are, the day
of graduation. Now most of us are thinking, what is next?
For myself, I will go on to college, hopefully master in Law,
and go on to start a life on my own. And that will be the same
for most out here. And at our 20 year reunion, we'll be the same
people possibly, remembering the great times we had here back at
Marland High school.
I will never forget my experiences here at Marland. The people,
the teachers, the events. All of this will be locked in my heart
forever.
And now as I end this speech, think to yourselves, it's not the
end, it's the beginning of a beautiful independent world.
I revised it as best I could, and figured that it was the best that I could do to it. Brian stormed through the door.
"Whatcha doing?" He asked.
"Get out!" I shrieked. Can't you knock?"
"What's that?" he cocked his head to the side.
"Get out!" I repeated more forcefully and got up to push him out, but he saw that as a threat and started running away. I slammed my door and locked it to ensure that he wouldn't enter again. I changed my clothes and wrote in my diary one last time for the day before my phone rang. Without knowing who it was, I answered it.
"Hello?"
"June. Hi there," It was Andrew. I sighed.
"Andrew, please," I pleaded with him. "I'll give you an answer soon."
"C'mon June. I need to know now."
"Fine! Fine!" I cried. "I'll go. Only if you stop nagging me." I could feel the warmth of his smile from the other end.
"Excellent. You're going to have the greatest time." He hung up the phone in his excitement. I sighed, wondering if I had done the right thing. I got ready for bedtime, and my parents came in to say goodnight.
"Goodnight June. See you in the morning," Mommy said, kissing my cheek. I hugged her and walked over to Daddy.
"Goodnight. Good luck tomorrow," He whispered in my ear. I smiled and crawled into my bed. They smiled at me before turning off my light.
"We're very proud of you," Mommy said softly, and shut the door. I pulled the covers close to my chin and I closed my eyes for the last night before the last day of high school.
Date: 1/21/2004 6:46:59 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: ScarlettB689
To: Heavenlyjaystar
Chapter 1
"You may open your test booklets and begin," Miss Durham announced, and I eagerly flipped open the booklet and grabbed my pencil and began. Other students looked around the room, as if the answers were glued to the wall, but I kept my eyes confidently on my last qualifying exam. I whizzed through it, knowing every answer to every question. I finished first. I stood up, hoping that no one would notice, and as usual, all of the eyes were on me. I fixed my uniform skirt; A light blue plaid skirt with a white polo shirt with the school's name embroidered under my right shoulder. I dropped the booklet and the test paper in the basket and returned the pencil. Miss Durham looked at me with pride as I sat down again, and rested my head against the desk, planning to catch a little more sleep. I hadn't gotten much the previous night; I was too nervous to sleep. I drilled myself, remembering Shakespearean terms and literature terms as I tossed and turned.
Before I knew it, the class was over, and everyone was gathering their books and leaving. I grabbed mine in a hurry and followed Cassandra Leigh and Lilly Brooks, my two best friends, out of the class.
"How did you do?" Cassandra asked. I looked away.
"I'm guessing that's a good," she muttered. Lilly tittered.
"Man, I completely forgot all of the stuff that I had studied for. I hope I don't fail," Lilly exasperated. I shook my head.
"You won't. Trust me," I said.
"OK, in that case, I won't fail." We all laughed.
"What's your next exam?" Cassandra asked.
"AP Calculus. I'm really dreading that one," I mumbled. They both frowned.
"We wish you luck," Lilly replied, placing her manicured hand on my shoulder. I sighed and leaned against the brick wall, clutching my books to my chest. Cassandra and Lilly decided that they were going to get something to eat, and they offered me to come along, but I refused and decided to take a short walk before having to go back to class.
I walked around campus for a while, occasionally saying hello to some of my acquaintances and keeping my eyes low to the ground. Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I slowly spun around to see Andrew Louis staring at me, his eyes dancing.
"Hello, Junie," he said sweetly. I sighed.
"It's June. Hello."
"Let's walk and talk, shall we?" He asked, slinging his heavy arm around my shoulders, pulling me along.
"What is it that you want, Andrew?" I asked dully. He flashed me a smile.
"Well, I was wondering. . . " he drawled.
"I don't have all day," I sang after a long pause.
"Come to prom with me," he blurted. I stopped walking and looked at him.
"It's basically an offer you can't refuse," he said, throwing his hands in the air.
"Andrew," I said, shaking my head. "You're a really nice, attractive guy, but I don't think it would work between us," I said, starting to walk away. He groaned.
"Aww, come on June. Don't be such a brain." I spun on him sharply, and he flashed me a weak smile. "Please." I exhaled and shrugged.
"I don't know. I'll think about it," I replied as best I could, and his smiled widened.
"It's gonna be great, you're not going to regret it," he said, sweeping me into his arms and brushing his lips against my cheek. I pushed him away. He pulled me close against him. "Maybe we'll have a little fun afterwards," He whispered. I shoved him away, and scurried off.
"What was that all about?" Lilly inquired from behind. I turned around.
"Andrew Louis wants to go to prom with me," I recited. They both smiled coyly. "What?"
"Well, well, well. It seems June Parker is growing up," Cassandra said in a sing song voice. I rolled my eyes.
"I didn't even tell him that I was definitely going with him. I told him that I would think about it," I said. They caught up with me and walked by my side.
"Well, he is kind of cute," Lilly said. "You know you want to."
"Enough!" I cried. "Drop the subject." They both looked at each other. "This is my stop. See you later," I muttered and walked into the building.
The exam went harder than I thought. I ran my fingers through my hair angrily, chewed on my pencils, and tapped my fingers on the desktop. Somehow, it all passed in a blur, and I finished first, again. I almost hated being first. Everyone either envied me, or wanted to see my test. I dropped it in the basket and sat down, resting my elbow on the desk and propping my head up, waiting for this to be over with.
Finally, the bell had rung, and I leapt out of the class, just wanting to go home.
I had to walk home; my expedition was in the shop being repaired. I walked on the sidewalk, enjoying the breeze from the spring air. I heard soft footsteps from behind me, but I ignored them, just thinking that it was one of the kids that lived in the neighborhood. The footsteps got quicker and quicker, until someone had placed their hands on my shoulders, and I screamed and spun around, ready to attack.
"Andrew," I growled, slapping his hands away. He wore an impish smile on his perfectly rosy lips.
"Thought about it?" he asked.
"At this rate, if you don't leave me alone, I'm not going to go!" I shouted.
"Oh come on, you're no fun," he whined. I shot him a glare and continued walking. "Just tell me yes and I'll leave you alone!"
"Good-bye Andrew," I called and turned the corner, leaving him standing there.
I was still undecided whether or not I should go with him. He was nice and cute, and smart. I shrugged and entered the house.
"Mom, Dad! I'm home!" I yelled, shutting the door and hurrying up the stairs. "Hello?" I opened the door to Daddy's study, and looked around.
"Daddy!" I cried, running into the office. He laughed and smiled.
"June." He hugged me and I smiled. "How was school? How did your qualifying exams go?"
"They were great," I said. "I think I did pretty well."
"Good."
"Where's Mommy?"
"She went to the grocery store," he replied. "Go up to your room and put your things down and relax. You've had a long day," he suggested. I nodded and went up into my room to put my backpack down and started to tidy up my room. I sat down on my bed and wrote in my diary.
Today was very interesting, I must say. Andrew Louis asked me to prom. I didn't think it would ever happen, but it did.
He keeps bugging me about it though, and he will not leave me alone. After school today, he even followed me home to
ask if I was going to go with him. At this rate, I'm not going to if he doesn't leave me alone.
My qualifying exams went okay, although, once again, I was the first to finish them, as usual. My English test went very
well; the additional studying before bed helped a lot, but caused me to lose a lot of extra sleep that I could have used.
My AP Calculus test was quite challenging; I never expected it to be that difficult. But all in all. I know that I will definitely pass.
I put my diary away in my secret place and went downstairs to get something to eat. Mommy had arrived, unloading groceries and bags from the trunk of the Mercedes.
"Hello June," Mommy said. I went outside into the driveway and helped her. She sat down for a moment. Brian, my little brother, walked in with one grocery bag.
"Eww, it's you," he snickered. I darkened my eyes at him and turned to Mommy.
"Thank you," she breathed. I nodded and went to the pantry to unload.
"How were the exams?" she asked, fanning herself with her hand. It had become hot today; hotter than normal in Colorado Springs. She joined me to stock the pantry.
"OK. I'm pretty sure that I did well," I explained to her. She smiled.
"Good. Where's your father?" She asked.
"Up in his office," I replied, and she headed upstairs.
"I bet you did bad," Brian whispered to me.
"Shut up and do something constructive."
"What's that mean?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and finished stocking the pantry and went up to my room to call Lilly and Cassandra.
"So, did you tell Andrew that you wanted to go to prom?" Lilly asked. I groaned.
"When will you guys stop asking? I don't know yet!" I nearly screamed.
"OK, don't have a cow. I was just asking." I rolled my eyes.
"So tomorrow's the big day, eh?" Cassandra said randomly. I shivered with excitement.
"It is. I can't believe it. Senior year is over!"
"Yes! Finally, no more school!" Lilly cried.
"That's not true for June," Cassandra argued back.
"Yes, Little Miss priss is going to Harvard," Lilly sang. I remembered they day that I received the acceptance letter. I was rejected by other Ivy league colleges, but Harvard said that I had something special about me.
Mommy came back from the mailbox, and as usual, I demanded to know if any letters had come. She sifted through the mail, most of them bills, and pulled out a letter with the Harvard address on it. I chewed on my lip, glanced at Mommy, and neatly tore the letter open. I scanned it quickly, and jumped up and down. I had been accepted.
I returned back to reality. "So what?" I replied casually. They both laughed.
"I bet you would just die if you didn't have more schooling," Cassandra giggled.
"So what if I like school?" I barked.
"Whoa. We've irritated Miss Priss. What should we do now? Quiz her on the presidents?" Lilly asked. They both cackled with laughter.
"You guys, stop," I mumbled.
"Oh, she's asked us to stop. We better, don't want her to start crying," Cassandra squealed, and they broke out into a peal of laughter. I grew very frustrated, so I slammed the phone down.
All of my life, I had tried to hold down some friends. Always, if I had made an intelligent comment, I would have been mocked and teased. The phone ran, and knowing that it was them, I decided to ignore it. I went downstairs and went to see what we were going to have for dinner. Daddy was in the living room, Mommy was in the kitchen flipping through her cookbooks.
"What are we having?" I asked as I took a seat at the counter. She shrugged. Brian was in the backyard, playing with his GI-Joe action figures.
"I don't know yet. How does pork chops sound?" I nodded and went into the living room where Daddy was watching the news.
"Anything interesting?" I inquired as I plopped down next to him. He shrugged.
"Same old news. Murder, robbery, fraud," he muttered. I nodded.
"The hearing of 29 year old man concluded today when the Jury found Michael Peterson guilty of Murder in the first degree. Michael's girlfriend, Leah Garold, was found shot in her apartment almost 9 months ago. The evidence concluded Peterson was the killer and did indeed confess. Leah Garold's family lawyer, Rick Parker, proved the case and gave the Garold family, justice."
"That's me," Daddy said proudly and grinned. I heard my phone ringing endlessly upstairs in my room. Mommy looked at me.
"June, why don't you answer the phone?" Mommy asked. I blew air through my lips.
"Because it's Lilly and Cassandra."
"Why aren't you talking to them?" She replied.
"Because, they were teasing me because I was going to Harvard and all they wanted to do was go out and party," I mumbled.
"Well, you know, true friends would stick up for you instead of tease you," we both chanted, me joining along in mid sentence. She glared at me.
"Just pick up the phone," she pleaded, stirring the sauce she had in a pot. I marched up to my room and answered the phone.
"Hello?" I answered gruffly.
"C'mon June, we were just teasing you. Stay, talk," Cassandra pleaded.
"You know, true friends would stick up for you instead of tease you. I have to go. Dinner's ready," I snapped and slammed the phone down. I wasn't one to hold grudges, but those two had made me very mad lately. It probably had to do with graduation, I thought to myself as I marched downstairs again. Mommy looked at me but didn't say anything. I sat down next to Daddy on the couch and watched the rest of the news before dinner was announced. Brian came in from the backyard, and we all hurried to the dining room.
"Brian, you could at least clean yourself up before dinner," Mommy suggested. He shrugged.
"I'm not that dirty," he said, brushing off dirt on his pants. Mommy commanded him to wash his hands, and he went into the sink and did so. He came back, and we said a quick grace and served our meals.
"How was school Brian?" Daddy answered.
"Boring. I don't learn anything." I rolled my eyes. By the time I was nine, I had my multiplication tables memorized. Daddy looked agitated and Mommy looked unhappy about his rude comment. He picked up his fork and slurped his spaghetti.
"Brian, don't slurp," Mommy snapped. He made a face at her when my parents weren't looking.
"What time is graduation tomorrow night?" Mommy asked.
"8:00. Please don't be late," I pleaded.
"We won't be, don't worry," Daddy bragged. I sighed and sipped my water. We had an awkward pause, and Brian broke the silence with his belch.
"Brian!" Mommy shrieked.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"After your finished, you're going straight to your room. No desert." He groaned.
"Aww, but we're having chocolate cake," he whined. Mommy gave him a stern look and returned to her meal. I was the first to finish, washing my plate and putting it in the dishwasher.
"I have to work on my valedictorian speech," I announced to the family, and stormed up the stairs and up to my room to pull out my speech.
I had been working on it since I had found out that I was nominated. I pulled it out, and started to proofread it.
Ladies and Gentleman,
It seems that 12 or 13 years ago, your son or daughter was getting
on the big yellow school bus for their first day of school. You waved
good-bye, standing on the curb and thought to yourself, this is a day you will remember forever.
And now it is that time again, but not to say good-bye to leave for school, but to say hello to a new journey that will come upon us.
When I was just starting junior high, I never thought of my future.
I never thought of the day that I was going to graduate high
school and go on to college at Harvard. But here we are, the day
of graduation. Now most of us are thinking, what is next?
For myself, I will go on to college, hopefully master in Law,
and go on to start a life on my own. And that will be the same
for most out here. And at our 20 year reunion, we'll be the same
people possibly, remembering the great times we had here back at
Marland High school.
I will never forget my experiences here at Marland. The people,
the teachers, the events. All of this will be locked in my heart
forever.
And now as I end this speech, think to yourselves, it's not the
end, it's the beginning of a beautiful independent world.
I revised it as best I could, and figured that it was the best that I could do to it. Brian stormed through the door.
"Whatcha doing?" He asked.
"Get out!" I shrieked. Can't you knock?"
"What's that?" he cocked his head to the side.
"Get out!" I repeated more forcefully and got up to push him out, but he saw that as a threat and started running away. I slammed my door and locked it to ensure that he wouldn't enter again. I changed my clothes and wrote in my diary one last time for the day before my phone rang. Without knowing who it was, I answered it.
"Hello?"
"June. Hi there," It was Andrew. I sighed.
"Andrew, please," I pleaded with him. "I'll give you an answer soon."
"C'mon June. I need to know now."
"Fine! Fine!" I cried. "I'll go. Only if you stop nagging me." I could feel the warmth of his smile from the other end.
"Excellent. You're going to have the greatest time." He hung up the phone in his excitement. I sighed, wondering if I had done the right thing. I got ready for bedtime, and my parents came in to say goodnight.
"Goodnight June. See you in the morning," Mommy said, kissing my cheek. I hugged her and walked over to Daddy.
"Goodnight. Good luck tomorrow," He whispered in my ear. I smiled and crawled into my bed. They smiled at me before turning off my light.
"We're very proud of you," Mommy said softly, and shut the door. I pulled the covers close to my chin and I closed my eyes for the last night before the last day of high school.