And here comes my name. All those kids going up on stage grabbing their diplomas and then walking past a small group a adults clapping and screaming and smiling like they were a bunch of fan girls who just saw their favorite star. Taking pictures while the kid does some kind of pose rather silly or proud and serious. All those kids get up their and look into the audience at another smiling face staring back… But I don't. The day I though would never actually happen and she… forgot.
"Samantha Puckett."
Queue systematic clapping of every one in the audience only because Mrs. Lubert-Briggs threaten to take away their diplomas if she saw someone not clapping. ugh the thought of Ms. Briggs and Lubert together still freaks me out. And now grab my diploma, or the blank sheet of paper that represents my diploma, and look out in to the audience with a smile, except mine, unlike everyone else's, is directed at no one. Just a pointless smile that completely contradicts what I feel right now.
But… is that…? Maybe… I do have a face to look at after all, just not my Mom's. But… I think I like this face better anyways.
'Congratulations' he's mouthing
'Thank you, Freddie.'