The Happy Ending

"TAYLOR SWIFT," The headteacher called. I made my way to the front and stood at the stand. I took the certificate from Miss Vallez.
"Hello, everybody. Uhm..This is a really big step to me. I mean..It's a free world out there. I'd like to thank all my teachers, Miss Vallez,Mr.Schwartz, Mr.Harvey, Miss.Whitney, Miss.Lopez,Mrs.Smith, and all the rest of you lot..you have been so good to me........" The speech went on for ages. I couldn't believe it, I was actually graduating. When the speech was finally over, I went and stood next to Drew. I rested my head on his shoulder and stared down the line to Gigi. Who needed her? Nobody. Except for her weedy, dumb copycats. I laughed at them. They had no one! I heard the last speech from Zara Roze, and that was it. I was free! I threw my blue hat in the air. All done. Me and Drew ran off into the sunset, and we decided it was time to go home. Yes, to our home. It was only two houses down from our old houses, but it was ours. We settled into bed and fell asleep very quickly. It had been a long day.
It was 8 30 am when I woke up. I was about to go in the wardrobe to find my uniform, but I didn't have one. Ha, how cool. I waited until Drew woke, which was about 10 minutes after I woke up. I cooked us bacon sandwiches. The bacon sizzled in the pan, the smell wafting around us, making our hungry stoachs growl. I flipped the bacon out of the pan and into bread and tipped some brown sauce ontop, shutting the other slice of bread afterwards. I slid Drews plate with the sandwich on across the breakfast bar.
"Thanks honey," He said as I sat down, pecking me on the cheek.
"You are very welcome." I giggled. I lifted my plate on then sat down next to Drew and ate. It didn't take us long and I put the plates into the sink.
"Schedule for today?" Drew smiled. I tapped my nose.
"Get dressed," I smiled back. He grabbed a pair of beige shorts and a karky green t shirt and ran out the bedroom. I picked out a cool dress, it was a white shirt which had a blue and white polka dot skirt that came just above where my ribs were, (from the bottom). I fashioned it up with a blue belt.I eyed my white 4 inches...But we wasn't really going somewhere THAT special so I just put on my birkenstocks and a slick of mascara. I hesitated over my glasses. It hurt not to wear them, but I looked better without. Who cares what I look like? Drew loved me for who I was. I slipped the glasses on and stood at the front door, meeting Drew there. I opened it and felt  the breeze. So did Drew. This reminded me of the night before the accident. That was a few months ago now. I thought everything was so wrong. But I was so wrong. Lifes how you make it. So don't be afraid to try things out. My dad is happy with my Mum, they live together. I have a wonderful life ahead of me. And so do you. If you just believe in yourself.
Readers note: Don't try and hurt yourself to get what you want. Please?

PS . Sorry I used Taylor Swift. I kind of run out of names. =)

The End

7 comments about this story Feed