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School was winding down and graduation was fast approaching. Graduation announcements were sent out. Gowns were fitted and travel plans were made. It seemed like the day came faster than I realized. It was almost breath taking.

Walking across the stage, thousands of images flashed through my mind. It didn't seem real, almost like my body was moving by itself and I was just watching. My eyes went out to the crowd, meeting the eyes of my friends who weren't graduating yet. Years … memories … emotions … It was a all a bit overwhelming.

Karsyn. Kyoya. Haruhi. Tamaki. Hikaru. Kaoru and Lily. All of them were watching in the crowd with our families as I made my trip across. They wore excited, proud smiles. Honey had already received his prize and was standing with the rest of our class. Behind me, Takeshi and Marx anxiously awaited their turns.

Memories of the last two years raced through my mind, both the good and the bad. They made all the difference in my life. I wouldn't know what would have happened if all of it wouldn't have worked out just like it did. The host club showing up at my school. Nearly losing my club. Being arrested. Falling in love with Takeshi, my fiance. Coming to Japan. Nearly dying. Being mugged. Seeing my friends leave and come back. Seeing them end up happy and healthy. The stitches. The bruises. The tears. The smiles. The laughter. All of it molded who I was at that moment, stepping across the stage, praying that I didn't trip along the way.

"Tailyr Marie Mitchell," the headmaster announced, looking at me, grinning proudly.

A grin creeped across my face. I couldn't stop it. It was in involuntary reaction. I took my diploma and walked off stage, surprising without injury. My heart was slamming against the inside of my chest and my breathing was fast, threatening me with hyperventilation.

Everyone else was called.

"Congratulations," Headmaster Suoh said proudly, connecting eyes with every one of my fellow graduates. "On making it this far. All that's left is the rest of your lives."

He paused for dramatic effect.

"Live it well. I now present to you, the graduating class of 2011."

The hats went up and we went ballistic. Screams attacked my eardrums viciously but I didn't care. Everyone poured into the lobby, battling through the crowd to find each other. I practically mauled Takeshi. He lifted me up off my feet and spun me around. We were then mauled by Honey and Marx, who were laughing and bouncing around like idiots.

Marx's parents, Takeshi's parents, Honey's parents, and Karsyn's parents joined us. They hugged us and were furiously taking pictures. The moms were bawling while squeezing the life out of us. The fathers were trying to hide but you could see the tears threatening to escape. They were all just proud of us.

"I'm so proud of you guys," Marx's mom, Maria, said hugging us both. "I love you guys so much."

"Love you too Mom," Marx said.

"Tailyr," Wesley, Karsyn's dad, said grabbing me in a headlock and giving me a noogie. "Never thought you'd graduate."

I laughed and wiggled free. "Gee thanks," I said sarcastically.

Takeshi took my hand.

"So, this is the man that's going to marry you, eh?" Wesley said. He of course knew Takeshi from their time in America. "Good luck son."

Takeshi smiled.

Later that night – we partied. We all got together, just the host club, in the clubroom. We were laughing and partying the night away, reminiscing on our life and times, which were about to change drastically. Takeshi and I took a breather somewhere around midnight. We went and sat outside where it was cooler.

"I can't believe it," I said, still smiling, sitting on the rail. I wore a pair of torn jeans and a band tee shirt. "I finished high school. I made it to the end of the road and graduated. So much has changed."

"Ah," he agreed, leaning forward on the railing beside me.

I dropped to my feet and ducked under Takeshi's arm so that we were face to face – very close. He smiled at my willingness, probably thinking of how I used to shy away from physical contact of any kind. It was just another sign of how far I'd come.

"I love you," I told him, smiling. "And I'm proud of you. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

He kissed my forehead. "I love you too. I've never been more proud," he said.

My arms slid up around his neck, pulling our foreheads together. "Are you ready to keep tackling the whole world and defying all the odds?" I asked.

"We're good like that."

I giggled as he leaned down to kiss me.

-Karsyn-

"Do you see them out there?" Kyoya asked, meaning my best friend and her fiance.

I looked up and saw them talking. Tailyr was beaming. I couldn't see Mori's face but he always smiled around Tailyr. They fit together so perfectly. "Of course," I said. "They're so happy together. I'm happy for them."

"That will be us next year. You know that right?" he asked, hugging me to him. He usually wasn't so affectionate in public. "That's how we'll be. We'll be even happier than that."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "What if your dad doesn't approve of me?" I asked. Kyoya had finally decided that it was time for me to meet his father and we had a dinner planned with him the next day. I was honestly worried about it, after hearing Tailyr's story about him. "He could disown you and all of that."

He kissed the top of my head. "Then he's missing out and that's his problem. I've made enough friends to keep us comfortable. If my father doesn't like you then, we won't talk to him. I'm not losing you twice."

I smirked at him. "You're a really piece of work," I said. "I love you Kyoya Ootori."

"I love you too Karsyn Campbell."

-Marx-

We didn't get home until about six or seven o'clock in the morning. All of us were riding off a super sugar and caffeine high. The crash was coming.

I went to my room and took off my shirt, socks, and boots. I rubbed my blurry eyes and headed to Tailyr's room. I had something I had to say to my sister before I went to bed and everything was officially different.

"What's up, Marx?" she asked, no longer wearing what she had wore to the party. She had on a pair of black and blue plaid short shorts and a Sleeping With Sirens tee shirt.

"I need to talk to you."

"It's six a.m. Can't it wait until we've gotten a few hours of sleep?" she asked.

"No. I need to say it now."

"Okay. Go for it."

I ran my fingers through my hair. "Okay, um. This is going to sound really dumb but I just want you to know that you'll always be my sister. You always have been and I don't think I would've make it this far without your help. If you every need anything, I've got your back and I'm really happy for you and Takeshi."

She seemed a little shocked for a moment. Then, she got up and hugged me. "I love you too Marx."

OH HOW MUSHY! Haha.

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