Nervousness and excitement filled the hallway as everyone waited to be called to receive their diplomas. Faythe looked around, seeing Ava leaning against a wall, a bored expression on her face. She smiled to herself; Ava wasn't much for not being able to talk. Vincent and Danté stood next to each other as usual; neither spoke. Faythe watched them- their body language, and wondered what Danté could have possibly gotten her. Vincent caught her gaze then, smirking at her. Without a second thought to the look, she beamed back at him. Faythe's name got called, her stomach doing flip-flops as she walked into the gymnasium; smiling nervously, she took the roll of paper from Mr. Carmine. He shook her hand, and she quickly took her leave, walking like she'd been told to from the gym…