Drabble #26: Graduation

Prompted by: xXAquaMangoXx

Eddie

Clink clink clink clink clink! Trudy slightly hit the side of her glass with her spoon, grabbing all of our attention's. "I'd like to make a toast! To the class of 2014!" She beams, and we all echo her, clinking glasses. Patricia Williamson, my girlfriend of about three years, sits next to me, beaming at the others. Today we had officially graduated, and were celebrating with a big fancy meal, made by Trudy. "Oh dearies! I'm so proud of you all!" She gushes, coming around to hug us all. I smile at Patricia, who is taking a sip from her drink.

"I can't believe that we finally graduated." Willow says, astonished.

"Yeah, especially me and Lewis over here." Jerome jokes. We all laugh.

"I'm really going to miss this place, ya know? Kind of my second home." Joy says, and I know what she's speaking for all of us.

"Remember that one time in ninth year? When we had that play for the first time? It was a train wreck..." Mara brings up. I see Sibuna exchange glances, but then laugh it off afterwards.

"I remember that!" Patricia exclaims.

"So... If you had to choose, what would be your favorite year?" Willow asks. We all exchange glances.

"Mine would have to be ninth year. The year when Nina came." Fabian chimes, and we all smile.

"How about you Yacker?" I ask her with a smirk. She thinks for a second, and then replied:

"Tenth year. Definitely." She says softly, blushing a bit. I kiss her cheek, and she smiles.

"Same." I reply. Then the phone rings. Trudy answers it. We all continue to eat and talk, until Trudy comes over, a sad look on her face.

"What's wrong Trudy?" Alfie questions, pulling Willow a bit closer.

"It appears that Eddie's mum has flown in to take him home. She's over at the school right now with Mr. Sweet." Everyone's gazed turn to me. I gulp.

"Did they say anything?" I ask carefully.

"Mr. Sweet informed me that your flight is tomorrow morning, and that he wishes to see you immediately." Trudy informs us. Glowing faces turn sad, and laughter turns into silence. I sigh.

"I guess I better go get my bags then." I mutter, slumping down the hallway to my room, grabbing he suitcases. When I return, the whole house is crowded in the main hallway.

"Bye Jr." Jerome comes over, giving me a bro hug.

"Bye Jerry." I say, while he rolls his eyes. Next is Joy. She gives me a quick hug. "Make sure Jerry doesn't hurt you, alright?" I joke, and she goes over to Jerome. Willow then comes over, and hugs me, then behind to talk really fast:

"Oh my gosh! It's so sad that you're leaving! Make sure that you keep in touch with all of us!" She squeals.

"Hey, a word of advice- stay off the sugar?" I suggest, earning a laugh from everyone. Eventually everyone comes and says goodbye, leaving only Patricia.

"We'll leave you two." Fabian whispers, smiling weakly and parading everyone into the common room.

"I guess this is it, isn't it?" I ask her. She nods.

"I guess it is."

"C'mere Yacker." I say, pulling her into a hug. I could tell she was trying to be strong. "I'll see you eventually, okay?"

"Okay." She agrees. I kiss her passionately, and saying our final goodbyes, head out the door.

I walk over to school in silence, my head hanging low. I knock at my dad's door. My mom answers.

"Eddie! It's so great to see you!" She says, hugging me.

"Yeah, thanks mom." I say.

"So, are you excited about going back to America?" She beams. "I know that you've always hated this place..." I turn to my dad, who look slightly offended, and then reply:

"Actually no, mom, I'm not. And I don't hate this place." My answer is firm, but hard to choke out.

"Oh whatever, come on, we're staying at a nearby hotel, and then our flight heads off at about ten tomorrow morning." She grins, trying to pull me out the door.

"No." I say.

"What?" She asks.

"I believe I said no, mom." Her smile fades.

"What do you mean by no?"

"What I mean, is that no, I'm not going back to America. I want to stay here in England." I answer.

"See what you've done! This is all you're fault! Now I'm never going to see my own son!" My mom cries, shooting at my dad.

"Stop! Stop! This decision had nothing to do with either one of you." I say. My mom turns her head.

"I think I know what Edison here is trying to say." My dad chimes in. I weakly smile at him, and begin to talk.

"When I first came to England, no. I didn't want to stay. But over the past three years-" I take a gulp. " I have fallen in love." My mom gasps.

"That's a lie! Who with? That Williams girl?" She spat. My blood begins to boil.

"If you are talking about Patricia Williamson, then yes. You are correct. I would do anything for her, okay, I love her to death and nothing you say or do is going to change that." I say. My answer is final.

"Love is a powerful thing, Erin." My dad says, looking down in his lap. "You can't tear it apart." I smile at him.

"Thanks, dad."

"Anytime, Eddie." He replies.

"Okay look, if you want to stay here, I understand. You take care of her though, okay?" She comes to realize, and I hug her. "Now go get here!" She beams. I then grab my suitcases, and run out of the school.

I knock on the front door. Jerome answers.

"Forget something?" He asks.

"Nope. I'm staying." I gleam, and then step into Anubis house.

"We'll if you must know, right now my girlfriend is voluntarily comforting yours." He says. I then race up the steps, but am careful as I approach he upstairs corridor.

"Eddie?!" Joy gasps. "What are you doing!?"

"Look, I came back, and I'm staying in England. But I need you to go so I can talk to Patricia." I explain.

"Yeah yeah, alright... She's in bed sobbing right now though." She frowns, and my heart breaks a little. I don't like seeing her hurt.

"Hey. Joy told me that you were upset." I say, entering her room, and putting on my best British accent.

"Well yeah, how else am I supposed to feel?" She asks, her face not moving from her pillow, so she can't see me.

"I don't know, happy?" I ask, still in an accent.

"Your no help at all, Fabian." She cries.

"It's not Fabian." I say, returning to my normal voice. She looks up.

"Eddie?!" She asks, running over to me and hugging me.

"That's my name, don't wear it out." I joke, and she kisses me passionately. We eventually pull apart for air, and she speaks:

"What are you doing here? Don't you have a flight tomorrow morning?"

"Nope, I'm staying here in England." I tell her, and her face just lights up.

"I love you so much." She whispers, hugging me while tears of joy slip down her face.

" I love you too. Okay, hang on I'm sorry, there's just something I need to do." I say. She looks at me curiously. I stick my hand in my pocket, and pull out a small velvet box. "Yacker Williamson, will you please, make me the happiest person in the universe, and marry me?" I am now down on one knee, and diamond ring in the box.

"Eddie! Yes! Oh my gosh a million times yes!" I slip the ring on her finger, and she pulls me into a long kiss. When we break away, all she says is:

"Good thing you're staying in England."

Personally, I loved this Drabble! Even thought it was like WAAAAAAAYYY longer than any Drabble or one-shot I've ever written... Mhm... I couldn't write this last night because I think I went to bed around 10:30, because my head was killing me! Ugh! So I didn't get much writing done, but if you review a lot, I'm sure it'll make me happy! Maybe go for at least 5 reviews on this? I think that this is my best Drabble so far:)