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Edward Cullen/graduate
Four years.
Roughly forty-eight months.
Almost two-hundred and nine weeks, and approximately one thousand four hundred and sixty days.
That's how long I've spent being an official college student.
Killing myself over my studies and putting my body through the wringer to keep up with football.
Now it's over.
And all I've got to show for it is a piece of paper and the girl of my dreams.
I'd do every hour, every second of it again if it meant having her for the rest of my life.
Right now, she's standing across the room, wearing my cap, and she's talking animatedly with my best friend's fiancé about the guy who tripped walking off the stage.
Emmett has been preparing for this graduation party for years, literally.
He doesn't disappoint.
But are we really surprised? McCarty has always known how to throw down.
Bella catches me watching her.
She scrunches her nose.
I look down at my graduation present from her, and I see our future.
The watch is nice but the inscription is the best part.
you are my world
Bella