Graduation

I had my last exam today. I handed it in to Rick Braley. He asked, "You're done?" and I said "Yup." He stared at my essay and I asked, "Now what?" I meant what would happen with my exam, when I would know if I passed or not. But the question resonated. "Now what." He said as if he also understand the other meaning. "Now this gets graded. I'm pretty sure you passed." I waved awkwardly goodbye to him. Rick never liked me very much. I walked down the music hallway to go empty my locker. I felt tears in my eyes. The school was empty. I took all my stuff out of the locker. Alex's sandals and a few of his books were still in there. I looked down the hallway and then stared out the window into the parking lot. I cried for a minute or two, standing there by myself. This placed changed me so much. I made some of a my best friends here. I learned a lot, not enough, but I did. I just wanted to stand there in that hallway forever. Goodbye Vanier.

Now what?