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Oh my god, it has finally happened. I went through twelve years of bullshit just come out the other side today. Yes, today is my graduation and the valedictory has just ended.
Well, now that it's over, as I would have thought, my parents are already up to me, hugging me, going on about how proud they are of me, etc. I feigned as much interest as I could in this but my eyes were more focused on going over to my friends. I loosened my parent's grip on me and ran off to my friends. But before I could say anything, somebody beat me to the punch.
"Oh my god, Becky! Can you believe it? This is the last time you ever have to go to school. Oh, I'm so happy". The person who said that was Jennifer, the greatest friend in the whole world. My other friend, Izzy, was just as happy. But not everything is always as bright as it should be as our happiness was cut short by Jennifer's older brother, Jack.
"Well, now, girls, I don't know why you should be so happy. You see with school, you always had a place to hide when times, they were tough, but now you gonna have to rely on yourself a hell of a lot more and let me tell ya something, you'll be lost in that department with no directions on how to get out" he said to us in the exact same style as what his father would.
Let me bring you up to speed, my name is Rebecca Dorian and this is my life. You see, my parents and my best friend's parents have been friends (or associates in Perry's defense) years before I was born, so I basically had my friends set out in concrete the moment I was born.
First off, we have me and my parents, JD and Kim. If you ever knew my father, you'd know that thinking to myself like this is the number-one trait I suffer from him. I don't have any bizarre fantasies though, thank God.
Then there are Izzy's parents, Chris, or Turk as everyone seems to call him, and Carla. My father and Turk had been best friends ever since they met up in college and for the first few years of my life, I was hanging around with Izzy a lot more than I should because those two girls never seemed to have enough time for each other.
Next up on the agenda is Jack and Jennifer's parents, Perry and Jordan. My father relationship's with Perry was well, unique to say the least. My father always seems to be seeking out for Perry's approval but never gets it. It seems to be made abundantly clear to me all my childhood that Perry has never liked my dad yet is still seen with him nonetheless.
As the post-valedictory went on, I overheard this conversation between them.
"Well, say there, Newbie, I never thought it would be possible but you seemed to be able to raise a haf-way decent child there. And for that I gotta say, congratulations."
"Perry, can I ask you something quickly?'
"Ah, yes, but I can never be too sure how quick is quick with you".
"Can you stop calling me Newbie, alright? I've been an attending for twenty years now, I don't think that's very new now, is it? Hell, I've worked at Sacred Heart longer than Mickhead has".
"Newbie, first off, Mickhead died ten years ago so I don't see how that is a veritable argument. And second of all, even if you keep working at Sacred Heart till I am on my death bed, the last name you will ever hear me call you is Newbie. If I end up coming back as a ghost in order to fufill some wacky afterlife task and you are the only one who can see me, I will still call you Newbie. And if we are ever trapped together forever in the fiery pits of Hell, well, I'll just give you one guess what I'll be calling ya".
"Yeah, well, why can't you call me, I don't know, Middleaged-bie. I am over 50, you know'.
"Oh, well, good for you. You should be so proud. Listen there, Newbie, I'm going to be 70 in a while. You don't see anyone giving me this conversation 'Dr Citizen, I need you in the ICU.' 'Alright, I'm here, what's the problem?' 'Ah, Senior, there you are. Well' and I trail off incessantly"
"Fine, then, whatever".
"Oh, just a great can-do attitude there, Newbie. Just a great attitude".
Oh, shit, where was I? I got sidetracked there for a moment. Ah, yes, now we move on to Jack and Jennifer.
The summary for Jack and Jennifer might need a bit more explaining than Izzy and me. First off the block, we have Jack, who couldn't be anymore like his father even if he tried. Jack's older than all of us but he still hangs around with us nonetheless, much in the same reluctant way his dad does. But there was never anything said about us enjoying it as he is exactly like his father in some many ways. The inflated ego, the undeniable narcissism, the sense of self-pride, well that's what you get for being raised with a father like that.
Then there's Jennifer, who has to be the greatest friend in the world, a fact which pisses off her father to no end. If any indication were to be made, everybody would expect me and Izzy to best friends and we were that is until one night when I was around eleven. I was waiting for my father to get off his shift when I ran into Jennifer who was doing the same. I had talked to Jennifer a lot before then but I thought it would seem funny if me and her started hanging out more often, just to see how her father would react. But it turned out we had a lot more in common than I thought and we become inseparable ever since, pretty much doing everything together.
After wondering to myself for a second who the hell I was just describing my life to, I was surprised to be snapped out of my daze by this lovely comment from Jennifer.
"Oh, fuck off, Jack. Show some decency once in a while. Listen, if don't have anything positive to say about Becky's day then just get stuffed".
"Oh, little sister's gotten a tail there now, has she? Only the horns are left before we have an unholy freak of nature on our hands. Alright, fine, I'm gonna go to the bar" Jack replied to her sister.
After Jack left, Jenny told me to not to any attention to what Jack said. I seriously am not able to fathom how she puts up with that shit from him. She then suggested what we should do tonight to celebrate. I thought about going to the local bar as well with them, but then realized I'm still not old enough. Izzy and Jenny were born around a year earlier than me and as such, both of them actually graduated last year. Obviously, because they're such good friends, they came down to my valedictory to congratulate me. They would be able to get into the bar but I already tried once earlier this year. I didn't get in trouble by any authority but I got in serious shit with my father who insisted that I wait until next year when I can legally drink without getting into any trouble.
So I suggested just hanging out at my house, to which they both agreed. "Alrighty, then, I'll be there in a moment. I just have to stop by the hospital for one moment" I said to them quickly, both of them knowing exactly why.
This lead's up to the most interesting friend I've had so far – the janitor at the hospital. About 10 years ago, my father took me with him to the hospital and it was there I met this very tall man in a grey uniform. After some brief banter about a stain he was cleaning (which was really just a rouse for attention), he sat me down and tell me some very interesting stories. As the years went, I began to associate with him more and he became like a second father to me. As you would think, my father doesn't approve of it all. At first, he forbid the janitor to even come near me let alone talk to me but the janitor, being the sneaky bastard he is, always found a way around. As time went on, my father knew that he wouldn't ever be able to prevent the Janitor and I from hanging together so he stopped trying. It was his loss, though, because, as much as it pains me to say, I ended up helping the Janitor with one of his crazy schemes against my dad on more than one occasion, a practice he also knows but obviously doesn't approve of.
I make my way through the hall to the reception where I see him (pretending to be) cleaning in the corner. I go up to him and tap his shoulder. He didn't expect anybody to see him today so he ended jumping about half a meter after I did. "Oh, God, shit, you really scared me". He then turned around to see it was me. "Heyyy, if isn't Little Miss Valedictorian. Just wait here and I'll be back in a second". He left his cleaning utensils exactly where they were and headed off down to the custodial closet. He then came back a few minutes later with something behind his back. "I didn't now exactly when you said you were graduating but I bought you something". He then got it out in front of me. It was a new tank top. The last one I had was got stained severely during our last prank against my father. As soon as I saw my dad approaching towards where it was set up, I turned to hide in the bushes nearby but ended up ripping my top at the back and staining the front with mud. He knew I've been wanting a new one since then so I was more than pleased when I saw it.
"Oh, thanks a lot. I love it!" I said to him.
"Heh, I knew you would. So whatcha got planned for tonight?" he said to me.
"I was thinking about getting down to the bar but I'm still not old enough so I'm gonna hang at my place with Jenny and Izzy" I replied him.
He then said to him "Hey, whoever said you can't get into a bar again? I know I tried after graduation. I didn't get anywhere but hell, at least I tried, huh? What's holding you back?"
"Oh, my father doesn't want to see me try again and because he's my dad, I should listen to what he says"
"Man, who cares what your dad says cuz I sure as hell don't and never will, actually. You should try again if you want to" he said in defense.
I then replied that I didn't actually want to anymore, to which he simply said "Whatever".
"Alright, Janitor, I got to go now. I might see you tomorrow" I said to him.
"Alright then, you know I won't be busy. See ya, Becky"
I then headed outside to see Jenny and Izzy waiting for me. "How long have you been there?" I asked them. "A little longer than we should've been. C'mon, Becky, let's get going" Jenny replied to me.
We started walking to Jenny's car before she stopped for a second. "Oh, just a minute, do you mind if Michael tags along with us? He doesn't seem to have anything else planned tonight."
Ah, Michael. That's leads us to his parents, Elliot and Keith, who I forgot to mention before. My dad and Elliot had always been very close with each other for the first few years they knew each other. And then Elliot met Keith and they got married a year later and had Michael some time after. The unfortunate thing is that Elliot and Keith had had some martial problems halfway through their marriage and they got much stronger after Keith had a mid-life crisis. The two started bickering with each other constantly and after 10 years of marriage, they finally ended up filing for divorce which is sad, to say the least, as Elliot had always wanted to get married. Michael now lives with his mother and is a year younger than me but my father, my mother and Elliot always meet up with each other these days, so I got to know Michael quite well. Thankfully, he's nowhere near as irritating as his mother can be.
"Sure, why not? Where is he?" I thought to them. "He's already in the car. C'mon, let's get to it, chop-chop" Jenny replied back to me. "Alright, settle down. You remind so much of your mother at times" I said in retaliation. So me, Izzy and Jenny all hopped in Jenny's car and went to my house.
Well, there it is, the third chapter. I feel it's got some interesting areas in it but I need everyone else's opinion, so after you read, please review. I might take a break for awhile because I don't know what else to write so I'm sorry if I don't update for some time. Anyway, see ya and please review!