Skip foward to graduation...

I put on my dress for graduation, I'm a little shocked and anxious that by September I'll be at college.

This only makes my mood drop, no more long nights on the phone with Zach. No more dates and kisses. Or him holding me when I can't get up.

He'll be gone.

I look in the mirror and give a little smile at my dress. I hold the crystal cross on my chain.

The only thing I have to remember Clay. There are still times when I miss him.

Go ahead call me crazy. Cause, I am.

I give my dress one last glance and put on my cap and gown. I slip into my matching blue soft heels.

The diamond studded heel glistening and shining. I go to bathroom and put my hair in a curled flower bun. Sticking "diamonds" in different places.

I do my make up, all simple. Except my mauve satin lips. I get up and walk down the stairs.

My mom sees me and smiles, she comes up to me. Embracing me into a tight loving hug. I havn't had contact like this with my mom in two years.

The day of my grandmas funeral. She releases holding my arms. "Look, I know I haven't been the best mother. And I have no excuse for it, your my daughter and I should treat you like it. I will miss you, and I really love you." She says, tears form in my eyes.

I fan them away so my mascara doesn't run. I hug her again, "I love you too mom."

My dad walks out his room and comes downstairs. We walk to the car and drive to the place I'm graduating at.
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"Carmella Coltberry!" My principle yells. I walk on the grass to the stairs climbing up each one.

Then receive my diploma and shake hands with her. I walk back to my seat and watch other people go through the same process.

Some tears are seen, black filled tears and clear ones. These are from the people who didn't graduate.

People pass the stage and keep going. After another hour of clapping, tears, diplomas, and smiles go by.

I get up and I start walking to the car with my parents. "So, where do you wanna go to eat?" My dad asks.

"Sushi may be good, or Thai food. Something linked to asiain, Thai, or Chinese." I say.

"Okay, we can go for sushi." "Yes, that sounds yummy. Thanks." I say, my mon turns around from the passenger seat. She shares with me a heartwarming smile, and turns back to the front.
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We all sit at a table with our menus. My mom decided we all get our own roll. Along with some fish on the side.

"So, guess it's gonna be a busy summer." I say, my parents nod. "We're gonna miss you alot honey. Know that your important to us, I-we wish we could've done better for you." My mom says.

I nod, this is it. The last summer with my parents. These thoughts I've cleared out time and time again today, just keep coming back. Thoughts about my life here.

Zach, my family, some of my friends, teachers, and even the little to big moments that were created here.

Sometimes I think I should've written it all down in a book. This way I can remember and know forever.

People say that you'll never forget, but that isn't true. The memory of my first date with Clay is already fading.

And I regret never writing it down. My mom's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. The thoughts that'll probably just come back.

"Ooh, the food looks great." I pear down at the long roll of sushi. Then take a peice, I chew on it.

The gummy texture and creamy spicy sauce. The fresh fish and tingley peppery ginger all combining together in a big explosion of flavor.

"Mmmhm, this is so delicious. Sushi is my favourite food." I say, I almost rub my hands on my lap.

But soon realize that my dress cost way too much to do that. I get another peice of sushi and dip it into the dark carmel color soy sauce.

I eat it, that flavour is better with the authentic asian saltiness. I take a long swig of my tea.

Then swallough down the chunk of sushi stuck in my throat. "Hmm, tommorow is it okay if we invite Zach over for dinner. His parents have work and he hates to be alone."

"Okay honey, sounds nice." My mom says, I smile sheppishly and eat half a peice of sushi.

I set the other half on my tongue and throw it back eating it.
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I lay in bed collecting my thoughts, the smell of vanilla and lavender fills my hair. It smells nice I brush it asside and turn over on my back.

I stare at the white ceiling, blinking and staring. I turn on my side again, I toss and turn for a good five minutes and then stay put.

This making it easier to sleep. I close my eyes, and it feels like hours before I realise there is a dream.
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I wake up my eyes filled with sleep and eye boogers. A dry foul taste on my tongue.

I see the clock and panic settles over. I spring out of bed and get dressed. I put on a black maxi skirt and black/white striped croptop.

Tight enough and long enough for me to tuck under my skirt. I put on make up and let my hair fall free.

Then go downstairs, I see my mom making pancakes and my dad at the table drinking coffee.

"Mom you have to take me to school." My mom gives me a baffled look and I give on back to her.

"What?" "Honey, you graduated yesterday." She says flipping a pancake.

"Oh, yah. I totally forgot." I sit down at the table and wait anxiously for pancakes.

My favourite breakfast item. My mom sets a plate down, a stack of three.

One is blueberry, one is chocolate chip, and the last rugular. I get the syrup and pour it on.

It's runny and the only ingredients are pure maple syrup. My mom is trying to get more wholesome ingredients.

Things from Trader Joes, pretty much the only store we shop at nowadays. I take a bite of my pancake.

The syrupy fluffy texture making me feel comforted. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I slowly drift to heaven while eating the fluffy sweet delights.

I scarf the rest down and chug down my orange juice. Then put my dishes in the sink, brush my teeth, and throw a mint in my mouth.

I go back to the living room and plummet on the couch. It feels so weired to not have school, my last days of high school came quick.

My mom sits by me, "I took the day off work. What would you like to do?"

"Well, we can go to the mall, and then for a milkshake. Then come back and make dinner together. Then I can invite Zach over." I say cheerfully.

"Okay, well let's go." She says, she grabs her purse and stuffs her wallet in it. "Bye dad." I say, he waves us off and we leave.

I hop in the car and we drive to the mall.