Chapter Seventeen: Graduation
"How do I look," Ivy asked again for the hundredth time.
"You look fine Ivy," Beatrice whined.
"I want to look my best. So sue me," Ivy said.
"You're going to be under that gown anyway," Jimmy said, "What does it matter?"
"It matters to me," Ivy snapped.
Hannah just sat on the bed next to Johnny. She couldn't wait for summer to start, but at the same time she wished it wouldn't end. It would be the last time she would see Ivy… at school at least.
"No tears," Ivy insisted. "You can and should all come up to New York whenever you get a chance understand."
"You talk like it's just a short walk away," Gary scoffed.
"It may not be, but that shouldn't stop you."
"We're helping you move Ivy," Hannah said. "And we will try to make it up when we can."
"Always the levelheaded on," Ivy smiled.
"Not always," Jimmy corrected. Beatrice smacked him across the shoulder.
"Don't listen to him Hannah," Beatrice said. "You're the glue that kept us all together."
Hannah smiled. She couldn't have asked for a better group of friends.
"Well kids," Ivy sighed, "I'm ready. Let's get this graduation over with."
Ivy led the group out of the room. Hannah lingered for a moment looking over the room. Ivy had taking down all her posters and but the normal Bullworth sheets back on the bed. Hannah couldn't help but think how lonely it looked.
"Babe," Johnny called, "You coming?"
"Yeah I was just…" She looked over the room again. "I was just wondering who my new roommate would be ya know?"
"I'm sure she'll be awesome," Johnny assured her. "Now come on we don't want to be late."
Hannah took Johnny's hand; it was going to be an amazing summer.
Note: Sorry this was a short one. The last chapter will be longer. It's most likely going to take some time to write, but I will have it up before the weekends out. Sunday night at the latest. Happy Reading!