Friday, May 16, 2014
Last
This is the last day. It's not the last time walking into this building or anything but it's the last full day. The last time I comment on Sam's shoes as he puts on his newest pair at his locker. Last time I give Alek a laugh and hug before motivating each other to get through the day. It's the last time I talk through my first bell with Wolfey. It's the last time I sneak out of guitar class five minutes early. It's the last time I give Sisi a goofy smile as I walk past her after first bell. It's the last time I make a snarky remark at Mr. Rogers as I rush into his class seconds before the bell rings. It's the last time I sign into the library with a fake name. It's the last time I walk up the music wing after second bell, once with Christina and once with Imani. It's the last time I piss off the entire art wing from loitering in their all too "exclusive" hallway. The last time Ray creeps up on me at my locker. It's the last time I share my waffles with Coach Frank. It's the last time I eat my apples and bananas straight from my locker. The last time I drag my feet to ap statistics. The last time I'll scroll through my instagram and tumblr while listening to Hinkle's annoyed voice in the background. The last time I cheat my way through another math test or quiz. The last time I'll give Destiny a big hug in the middle of the hallway and remind her that I love her. The last time I eat lunch with Jaida and share endless "sober" laughs with her. The last time I sneak into the teacher's lounge to buy David a soda. The last time Kelsey gets in my face and checks on me. The last time Faith and Jasmine urge me to go to class instead of skipping after lunch. It's the last time I slide into biology just as the bell rings, with Cody by my side. The last time I poke Bishop, as I pretend to take notes for class. It's also the last time I bother Bates and watch his class collapse into chaos during ninth bell. The last time I dodge Beischel and ignore Curry altogether. It's the last time I sit in one of Princeton's many empty rooms. The last time Breaunna and I have a twerk part in 524 while listening to The Weeknd. The last time I sneakily call people out as bae in the hallways. And the very last time I drag myself to 10th bell, only to secretly enjoy it with my favorite people. The very last time I'll say I hate this school. And the very last time I'll say I love this place. The last time I sit here and debate life and look at the murky walls. The last time I'm a student here. I think the teachers and the people here love me. I think the teachers and the people here hate me. This place shaped me to become the person I am now. The person that I'm going to introduce to the rest of the world. The last time I call Princeton home. I think I'll miss it.
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Continue to blog...to write...to make fabrications...to make new friends...to tick people off...to find yourself...to lose yourself...to confuse yourself. You're a talented writer. We hate to love you or love to hate you...one or the other, but I doubt we'll figure it out:) You made a tough year enjoyable. Good luck Melissa!
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