"Aasera!" my friend, Aina screamed excitedly pulling me in a hug as I arrived in our teaterpjäs class, which was drama or play in Swedish.

"Aina!" I squealed, as we hugged each other jumping up and down.

"We finally get to graduate today!" we screamed at the same time, as we squished each other in a hug.

"I know this is so exciting, I've already been accepted to a college in America!" Aina cheered, happily holding my shoulder at arm’s length.

"Oh my god, I am too!" I screamed, as we began to jump up and down excitedly.

"Okay, okay..." My friend Aina said taking a deep breath. "On three, we show each other our packages."

"Okay... Okay... One... Two..." I said, taking a deep breath as I reached into my bag, her doing the same.

"Three!" we screamed at the same time, pulling out our folders at the same time.

We had the exactly same folder. "Yeah!" I cheered holding up my hand for a high-five.

"What are we five?" she asked with a smirk.

"Oh come on, I need high-fives to survive." I whined as she laughed, before giving me a high-five.

I silently cheered to myself, before taking a seat. She took a seat in front of me as our teacher walked in, with a lot of confidence for someone who usually complains about her relationships. She began writing something on the board as we all settled down. She turned around and clapped her hands together, a big smile plastered on her face. "I am happy to announce that today you all graduate."

I raised my hand, as he eyes wandered over to my tiny figure. "Yes, Aasera?" she asked, waving her hand in my direction.

"So why are you happy?" I asked earning a few giggles from some of my classmates.

"Because you are my students and you are all going to graduate? Is there any reason not to be happy?" she asked with a small smile

I cleared my throat and began whistling a tune as the class laughed again. She began going on about procedure, and what was expected of us at the ceremony. Aina turned around in her seat as the teacher continued to talk about the ceremony.

"When are you flying out to America?" she asked, in a whisper as she did the small window-hand covering.

"I was going to leave a week after today." I answered back mimicking her window-hand.

She stuck her tongue out at me, before turning back around, shifting in her seat. The warm spring sun seeped in through the window, warming my skin and hair. The class seemed to pass slowly as we all waited. Finally the bell rang and I began to gather my stuff as I stood up, Aina doing the same. We walked out of the class in silence before going our separate ways. We only had two out of five classes together today. We had our morning period, and then our after lunch period.

I walked into my second period which was AP Calculus. Yes I was a nerd, but I was an awesome nerd. I took a seat in the front in between Becca, the popular queen bee and Jacob, her boyfriend.

"What do you think you’re doing?" she asked, in her squeaky high-pitched voice as e raised her eyebrow.

“I’m sorry, don’t let me intrude.” I said, resting my chin on the back of my hand.

“Move Aasera, you’re giving off a weird vibe.” She said glaring daggers at me.

My shoulder shook as I tried to hold in my laughter from her dumb remark. I failed, as I burst out laughing smacking the desk, as I wiped away a fake tear. “Ah, Becca, you make me laugh.”

She continued to glare as I picked up my bag, and went to the back near the window. I leaned back in my seat, as it hit the wall I placed my feet on top of my desk. It was the last day of school so I didn’t expect to do anything in any of my classes. I dropped my chair to the ground with a loud thud making a few people jump as they looked at me. I picked up my backpack and started looking through it for my laptop. Finally after going back and forth between my sketchbooks five times, I found my thin laptop buried within.

I pulled it out and dropped my backpack back to the ground and set my laptop on the desk. As our teacher walked in with some folders, I opened up my laptop and turned it on. I ignored my teacher as he began to talk about the importance of college and why we should takes our studies seriously. I already took shit seriously, and even though I was going to go study aboard that did not mean I was going to change. I wasn’t a person who easily hanged just because of peer pressure or influence. I was a spitting image of my mother, except she was forcefully married to my daddy because of an agreement.

She said she was happy that she met my daddy, and that she couldn’t have asked for a better husband. She didn’t even mind the fact that she was forced to marry him, she always told me that at first she didn’t get along with him, and that one day the same thing may happen to me. My daddy was a big business owner, although business wasn’t really my interest in study. After my computer finally finished loading I opened up my browser and pulled up my Facebook. I had a lot of friends even though most of the people I didn’t know. I scrolled through the news feed finding nothing of interest I closed my Facebook and pulled up my deviant ART.

I had twenty new feedback messages, and yes I was popular on this as well. As mentioned before with my tons of sketchbooks that managed to hide my laptop. I have spent ten years, since I was eight years old, taking classed in art. Art wasn’t my point of interest either; to be honest I had no idea what I wanted to do. I scrolled through the feedback, deleting most of them as I was too lazy to respond to everyone. I began looking through my gallery, my re-draws amazing me even now. It was fun to look at my progress from and old picture to a redrawn version with my increased talent.

I closed my browser and shut down my computer as I closed the laptop and shoved it back in my bag. I kicked my feet back and forth as I watched my teacher pace back and forth while explained his theory on “life”. I slowly began to slide down my chair, as I slouched as if I was sitting on my couch. I really wanted the day to be over so I could go home, get in my graduation robe and get my high school diploma. I mean my biggest fear was having life pass me by, but at the moment life was being very boring. I sighed, as students began to talk again ignoring the teacher completely. I looked around for someone to talk to finding no one of interest I began to twirl my thumbs around each other.

Boredom tended to make me become, well, normal. I for one would not accept this certain term that people addressed those who were unlike me. I was who I was, and I hated labels for the most part. I made it so that no one could possibly label me, because I was so weird. There was no label for me; I was the jokester, the outcast, the brat, and all of the above. As the daughter of a famous business owner you’d think I’d be more mannered, you’d think! That is where you are wrong. I was here, there, up down, and everywhere. Of course everyone in the school knew who I was, and it was hard to avoid people, but luckily as it was the last day of senior year I was free.

Oh, well that was partially true. The popular hated my guts they felt threatened by my presence. I started tapping my foot on the ground as I hummed a song. “It’s true… he never made it through a day of school.” I sang softly to myself, careful not to draw attention. The class I had today, the other one with Aina was our chorus. I was usually the one to sing solos, and the teacher wanted Aina and I to perform a song at the ceremony. We could never decide on a song, I figured to go with something happy and free, but she wanted to be random with it. Just then I had an amazing, funny song to end our senior year. It didn’t even make sense for graduation.

I laughed evilly to myself as I slowly raised my hands while laughing as if I was a mad scientist. I caught a few people looking at me, as the teacher continued to talk. I cleared my throat and casually looked out the window whistling a small tune. The teacher was known to talk over any ruckus I caused in the back of class. He usually didn’t stop his lessons to address my retarded moments. I swayed back in forth as I tapped my feet trying to find a beat for the song. I felt content on coming up with a song that she might even agree on. She was all about fairytales and happy endings, I of course was easily distracted and had my own fantasies, but I was realistic.

“Aasera,” My teacher called my name, as I lifted my head with wide owl-like eyes.

A few people laughed at my facial expression, as my confusion got the best of me. “Why don’t you give us a demonstration of your song you and Aina will be singing?” He suggested, waving his hand to the front.

“Okay!” I cheered happily as I stood up, walking to the front with confidence. “Actually Aina and I haven’t decided on a song just yet, but we have ideas.”

“That is fine,” he stated moving to the side as I turned on my heels to face the class.

“Once upon a time, there was a girl. You wouldn’t really call her typical. Had her own definition of cool; she lived in her own world.” I began to sing holding my hand to my chest. “She had her own style, her own rules. She played along like it was usual. Nobody even really knew her name; her life was one big game.” I sang, holding the last word for a few seconds, before stopping.

Everyone began clapping and whistling as I skipped back to my seat, tossing my blonde hair behind my shoulder as I sat down. I could feel Becca glaring at me from the front as I happily hummed and kicked my feet back and forth ignoring her death glares. Finally the bell rang and I rushed out the door, running down the hallway as people watched me. I kicked open the cafeteria door, and walked in casually whistling a tune as if nothing happened before hopping over to Aina, and Jaxon. I slammed my hands on the table making them jump as they looked at me.

“I have a song Aina!” I squealed in excitement.

“What is it?” she asked her eyes sparking with interest.

“Sharada,” I answered, a she grinned, clapping her hands together.

“Huh… Perfect!” she agreed, and finally we had a song to sing at graduation.

I waved my hand and we got into line, as Jaxon and Aina whispered sweet nothings to each other. Yes, they were a couple and yes, they made em sick. I rolled my eyes, and moved through the line, quickly grabbing a piece of cheese pizza and rushing back to our table sliding down the seat as I sat down. Aina sat down next to me and Jaxon across from her. This was our little posse, for the most part anyways. I quickly stuff the pizza in my mouth, as the cheese melted, my mouth watering as the taste blended to create a perfect combination. I quickly finished it off, as Aina and Jaxon took their time, talking about college.

They were going to try the long distance relationship idea, and see if it worked. I thought it was nice they were going to try, instead of just breaking it off like most couples. I quickly sent Aina a text before leaving the cafeteria to head to chorus early. The cafeteria was the only place we could use our phone and get away with it unless our teachers were okay with it, which was highly rare. We were hardly allowed to do anything at this school at least we didn’t have to wear uniform. I walked down the hallway with my hands behind my back as I weaved my way around a few people. I hit the chorus door with my hip, well more like a bump. It opened up and I walked in waving to the few people sitting on the stands. It’s what I called them because well you stand on them.

Usually I would call items in our school by their Swedish name but I wasn’t really feeling it. I took a seat on the ground, a few minutes later Aina walking in. I waved at her and she sat down next to me, pulling out her music folder. She quickly found the song I had mentioned and we began going over parts, and who would be singing what. We liked to randomly switch off just to confuse people. We ended up arguing over parts the entire class, and all the way until our fourth period. We were going over to my house after school to get ready so we could discuss the rest then. We never managed to come to an agreement about these things.

Fourth period was fun as we threw paint on the wall, as seniors we were allowed to colors the walls before we left in art class. I placed colored handprints across the entire wall and wrote our graduation year with my hand. I managed to color Becca’s hair with orange paint and boy was she pissed about her new hair color. I thought I did a decent job, but apparently she said otherwise. It was a fun thing for me whether or not she was happy about her new hair color. It took a while to wash out the paint, and she came back to class with wet hair. Talk about best day ever for me.

The rest of the day quickly passed by, and I now stood outside of the school building waiting for Aina. She always took long to leave the school considering she spent at least five hours at Jaxon’s locker. I looked at my phone, as I leaned against the back of my Mercedes Benz SL Class R231. It was my most precious vehicle and my father was having it shipped to America for me at college. I refused to drive any other car but this one since I got my license. I finally saw her walking out of the school, waving good bye to Jaxon as she walked over to me.

“It’s about time you got here!” I said being overly-dramatic.

She giggled and hopped into the passenger seat of my Mercedes. I got in the driver seat, and put the keys into the ignition, starting up the engine I backed up out of the parking space. I then drove out of the school parking lot and down the street towards my house. I didn’t live to far from the school, but I really did not like to walk. Aina blasted my air-conditioning after my Mercedes sitting in the blazing spring sun for the entire day. I made a left turn and drove up my driveway, as I stopped at the middle of our ring driveway, or circle-like driveway. I turned off the engine, as Aina and I jumped out running up the steps to my large house.

I opened the door and we ran in kicking off our shoes, I waved at our maids and butlers before running up the stairs with Aina behind me. We had limited time to get ready. This was exhilarating that we were finally going to graduate after four agonizing years. I really did not like high school, but I highly doubt college would be any better. I ran into my room, and jumped on my bed bouncing up and down a few times as Aina shut my door behind her.

“Okay so first let’s get on our graduation robes.” She said getting hers and mine from my closet.

I knew we would have to practice our song before the ceremony so we kept our robes at my house to make it easier. That and she was always over at my house since we did a lot of crazy things, like one time we dropped paint balloons on the popular clique and we filled the balloons with paint in my art room. I had art supplies scattered everywhere in that room so it didn’t matter as much as it should. I quickly slipped off my school clothes and put on a black dress with a layered skirt with ruffled ends. I slipped on my graduation robe over the dress, flattening the dress with a piece of string for now to keep my graduation robe from looking weird.

Aina wore a dress the same as mine but hers was a red color instead, and using the same technique as me both of our graduations robes fit over our dresses perfectly. We high-fived each other, as she pulled her music folder out of her backpack which sat at the bottom of my bed. We began rehearsing our line to pass the time until dinner, and then we had to leave for the ceremony. Usually our school would have it early on a weekend but this year they changed it to a party and graduation at the same time. I was just glad that I would be studying aboard at America.

I felt sort of evil thinking about the trouble I could cause there plus with the fact the Aina coincidentally was going to the same college as I.

Aina slapped me, as I fell off my bed, hitting the ground with a loud thud. “Aina!” I complained, lifting myself up and looking over the edge of the bed.

“I want to sing that part.” She whined crossing her arms defiantly.

I pulled myself onto the bed, and stole the folder from her putting it in my lap. “If you get this part, then I want this one.” I said pointing to each in turn.

She puffed out her cheek, not wanting to agree to my offer. “Fine…” she mumbled, taking the folder back from me.

I silently cheered to myself, and did my happy dance, before we started reading the lyrics again to the song. We had been sitting in my room for an hour after getting ready studying the song back and forth. I was asked to play my electric guitar, even though I was a bit skeptical of my talents. As she read through her parts, I having my amazing memory already remembered all of my parts. I reached under my bed and pulled out my guitar case.

I began to tune my guitar, until my strums sounded like perfection. By the time I managed to finish, Aina was finished reading her parts. I slung my electric guitar over my shoulder, the strap anyways. We headed down stairs and made our way into the dining room. My father was at one end of the table still on his phone, as my mother helped our maids and butlers serve the food. Aina and my mouth were drooling, like you could literally see us drooling.

Everything smelled exquisite, as my eyes glimmered at the feast. Since it was graduation they must’ve went all out with the meal. Aina and I quickly dug in, stuffing every possible food set before us in our mouth. Yes we were girls who did not care about our eating habits, society has issues with us. After a few minutes, Aina and I were both slouching in our seat groaning from a full stomach. My mother chuckled as she rolled her eyes, picking up our plates.

I looked at my watched and gasped, jumping out of my seat and grabbing my electric guitar. “Come on, Aina we are going to be late.”

“Biscuits,” she yelled, tripping over one of the seats, and knocking them over.

She scrambled up as I waved good-bye to my mom and poppa. We ran out the door as I set my electric guitar in the back seat of my Mercedes before getting in the driver’s seat. I felt around in my pockets groaning as I got back out and ran up the steps, and back into the house. I ran to my room and grabbed my keys from my bed quickly heading back outside. Aina was already buckled up as I got in and started the engine. I quickly drove to the school seniors already shuffling into the large building to head to our giant gymnasium.

Aina and I hopped out of the car, slipping on our sneakers, as we made our way to the sidewalk. Yes we ran out of my house without our shoes on, did I forget to mentally mention that. Anyways, we ran into the school past a few people, as we headed into the gymnasium people taking seats, which were in front of our stage. Aina and I grabbed our seats in the way front as we waited for them to begin. People shuffled in from every door, taking seats around us as the seats moved against the gymnasium floor creating a lot of noise.

I tuned out as I slouched in my seat with my arms crossed. It was going to be a few minutes before the ceremony began. Aina was shivering from excitement next to me as we both looked at each other, laughing. She was sitting upright, leaning forward with anticipation. I was the lazy one at the moment without really a care as to the graduation ceremony. It was as simple as handing us a piece of paper and then telling us good luck in life. But I have to admit my hands were trembling as I anxiously waited. Who wouldn’t be excited at this moment right now?

I dropped my head, poking at the ground with my foot, as our Principal walked onto the stage and began announcing the usual graduation speech, with how we should be proud of ourselves, look forward to the future, blah, blah, blah. Finally he began calling people up, as people took picture and I perked up waiting patiently for my name. I clapped enthusiastically as he called Aina up and then me. I skipped up happily, and took my diploma, shaking his hand in the process. I skipped off stage and bounced into my seat, swinging my feet back and forth.

When he finally finished calling up everyone’s names we all stood up and threw our hats up cheering loudly. Aina and I high-fived each other and squished each other in a hug, jumping up and down. This was the most exciting thing ever, and I couldn’t ask for a happier moment. Everyone helped with setting up the table and moving the chairs, everyone taking off their robes and having a party outfit underneath. We threw our robes around randomly, as Aina and I headed backstage. Aina began doing our make-up first doing mine and then applying hers.

We grabbed our microphones, us being the first performance of the night. “Alright everyone please welcome Aasera Yvone, and Aina Kjeille.” Our principal announced, as everyone began cheering.

We ran onto the stage from opposite sides, waving at everyone as the music started.

“Once upon a time there was a girl; you really wouldn't call her typical. Had her own definition of cool, she lived in her own world” I began singing, waving my hands as I spun.

“She had her own style, her own rules. She played along like it was usual. Nobody really even knew her name. Her life was one big game” Aina picked up, swaying her hips side to side.

“She got her head in the clouds” I sang, as Aina did the background.

 “Sharada, Sharada”

“Don’t know when she'll come down”

 “Sharada, Sharada”

 “She can't get to bed”

 “Sharada, Sharada”

“She's got this song stuck in her head” I finished as we sang the last background together. “Her head, her head, she's got this song stuck in her head”

“Dreaming all day, that's all she did. Ever since she was a little kid. All the teacher's thought that she was slow. She was just dreaming about her show” Aina sang, stepping in front of me, as I picked up the next verse. “And when they told her she's delirious. She didn't care, she's just oblivious. She likes to make everyone curious. One day she's gonna be famous”

“She got her head in the clouds” Aina sang, this time I took the background, as we switched places.

 “Sharada, Sharada”

“Don't know when she'll come down”

 “Sharada, Sharada”

“She can't get to bed”

 “Sharada, Sharada”

“She's got this song stuck in her head” she finished the repeat chorus, as we sang once again the background together. “Her head, her head, she's got this song stuck in her head”

We finished the rest of the song, and curtseyed as everyone cheered. We ran off stage and the DJ began playing his tracks, the bass blasting through the gym. We set the microphones down, and ran back out, heading off stage. We joined the crowd, as Aina and I took a seat at a random table. The music blasted, as people danced in the middle of the floor. Aina and I were laughing hysterically unable to communicate. Finally we both managed to stop laughing, and we did a fist bump this time.

“We were the bombed!” I yelled, doing a fist pump.

“Hell yeah!” she yelled back in agreement, doing her happy dance.

“Finally we are free from the tortures of this school.” I sighed, leaning back in my chair.

“Letting you know, I am rescheduling my flight to match yours!” she yelled over the music, as I gave her a thumb up letting her know I heard.

At this point I wanted to relax glad I had no worries except for packing time for my flight next week. I wasn’t bringing everything, but the things I needed, my father was shipping to me. I really didn’t need to worry about much now, and my biggest worry was college which did not affect me until next week. I watched as Aina got up to go find Jaxon somewhere among the swarm of seniors. I looked around everyone, of every social clique enjoying themselves. I slouched in my chair, playing with my blonde hair as I waited.

I wasn’t sure what to do at the moment since I wasn’t much of a party-person. I guess the only thing I could do was day-dream about the college. College was very enlightening. It opened my mind to new thoughts and ideas. It exposed me to other individuals from different places and expanded my world. It challenged my ability to achieve goals. It expanded my knowledge base and gave me more confidence. I learned that I could begin projects and achieve higher standards. Through all my hard work, I achieved high scores and that opened doors for me to walk into a highly professional career.

I imagined college being as easy as that but in all honesty there was a chance it was ten times scarier, not only that but it was in a different country. I knew the college I was attending was in this place called Seattle, Washington. From the pictures I saw of the place, the view was nice, and I would love to travel around the city. More or less, it was like I was attending a community college since I wasn’t sure what career I wanted to pursue yet. My father wanted me to study within the business area so I could be his… I forgot what he called me.

Anyways, to be honest there were a lot of things I was interested in and I had a hard time making up my mind about these kinds of things. I decided to ask Aina about what I should do later in order to avoid killing my brain cells with over-thinking. Maybe I could be a singer; then again to become a famous singer my chances were slim. I guess I could try the music industry though, or maybe something else. I had low self-esteem when it was around my talents truthfully. I didn’t exactly mentally support myself in any way, shape, or form. It was the way I was built and it was annoying.

If I could change how the human mind thought that would be an interesting outcome. I personally would get rid of the stereotypes and high school clique ideas. I wondered if college had cliques as well or was everyone friends with everyone. I wondered if America, err; the United States was the same as Sweden. I have so many questions scatter all over in my head it was hard to focus on one thing. I was always scattered-brained, and surprisingly I had exceptionally perfect grades.

It was one of the perks of being the daughter of a father who owned a powerful company. I never really interfered with what my father did and tended to avoid any conversations involving his work. My mother did the same, considering my father could go on for hours about his company and how progress was booming, imagine me saying this and putting emphasis on the booming part. That is how bad he was about it, and I guess it couldn’t be helped. He was my father so technically speaking I loved him for who he was, but he had serious issues with his workaholic problems.

Now that I think about it, I can imagine my guardian angel often looking like it smacked its face from my stupidity. It was a funny thought, as I chuckled lightly at my own dumb joke, it wasn’t even a joke, it was just me making mental notes in my brain, that I wouldn’t remember tomorrow. That was how I rolled, and that is why I often got slapped. I leaned back in my chair, careful not to tilt too far. I looked around and saw a girl making the loser sign at some other person. I wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but she looked a little dumb.

I lost my balance and quickly leaned forward, being able to teeter myself back onto the ground without falling over as I shook, stifling my laughter. I think one of my biggest problems was me trying to be friendly towards people, wait, I meant social. I was friendly but being social towards these ‘things’ was kind of hard. Aina skipped back over to me, Jaxon following close behind her as she jumped into her seat, swiveling the chair on one foot before slamming it to the ground as she faced me.

“When I wanted sunshine I got rain,” she sang as I laughed rolling my eyes, this was our theme song, weird right?

“Then I saw her face,” I sang the next line, as we laughed Jaxon taking a seat at our table.

“Now I’m a believer!” we sang at the top of our lungs drawing a few eyes, as we burst into a fit of giggles.

We were randomly awesome like that. It was a habit for us to randomly burst into song when no one else seemed interested in conversation. I looked around for something to do as Aina and Jaxon began talking. I was usually a third-wheel around them but I personally didn’t mind. It was a normal thing for me and I still had my time with Aina when Jaxon wasn’t around so I felt equal to him. But we all know its bros before hoes, not saying Jaxon is a hoe, but I am more important. That sounded self-centered of my, but yeah you get the idea of the best friends forever thing.

I wondered if it ever really lasted or was it just a thing where you say it but don’t mean it. I would have been devastated if Aina and I were no longer friends at one point. We have supported each other from the worse moments in our lives to the very best. Finally I got bored of sitting around and being a third wheel so I got up and wandered out of the gym, heading outside to get some fresh air. I pushed open the doors, as a cold breeze of the summer, err, spring air brushed against my skin. I don’t even care which season it was, the air was cold point being that.

I walked along the sidewalk… I wasn’t sure what to call it, but it led to our school garden. The moon light illuminated the area with a thick white blanket of warm light, not that you could actually feel the warmth of moon light. I would imagine it being much colder, and now my thoughts were carrying themselves again. I couldn’t even have a peaceful moment without my thoughts ruining my thinking process. I cleared my throat and looked around and the different shades of color, flowers sprouted from the soil of the broken earth.

I wish I had my I-pod with me so I could listen to my Marianas Trench or Neon Trees, but my forgetful self-forgot it at home. Like how I almost forgot my keys, but it would be impossible to forget those considering I need to drive. I felt my dress pockets, making sure my keys were there which they were. I must’ve put them there unconsciously while we were making our way into the school. I actually cut pockets into my graduation gown so I could reach my dress pockets. My creative mind even made myself jealous, I had that power.

If people could hear my conversations with myself, I did not want to imagine what they would think of me after words. I walked around the fountain, dragging my feet as I walked, wanting to take off my heels, as my feet were numb by this point even though I had rarely walked until now. This was one of the fives times I have worn heels and each time I was reluctant to wear them. I wasn’t exactly a model as she strut her stuff on the cat walk in large-ass seven inch heels that NO ONE would wear. You see that, even my thoughts put emphasis on those words, I was that amazing.

I stretched my arms above my head, as I began walking towards the doors again finally finishing my short walk of boredom. I began to hum to myself as I walked, dangerously, heel first. I was bad ass like that, and to be honest if I broke my ankle I would blame the company who made these shoes. Whose idea was it to create these, like what the fuck were they thinking. Probably the same things I think of everyday, like my soda rocket to the moon, not so brilliant now are we?

I laughed nervously to myself, as I opened the door and walked back into the halls, the warm air surrounding me as my cold skin became warm. My goose bumps disappeared, as I bumped the gym door with my hip heading in. I looked around for a clock hoping this party would end soon since I was skeptical about people being able to dance for hours. It was only seven; I groaned pinching the bridge of my nose as I shuffled back over to our table, plopping back down in my seat as I rested my cheek in the palm of my hand.

I rubbed my eyes with my free hand, looking around for Aina and Jaxon who were now dancing. I leaned back in my seat, slouching as I chewed on my bottom lip waiting as time passed. Like said, I was not a party person so this wasn’t my jam. I giggled thinking of a joke, before pouting as I looked at the wall. I wished Aina would hurry up so we could leave; our diplomas lay on the table.

Finally after another thirty minutes of me switching my sitting position, groaning, and thinking of dumb thing Aina walked over. “Okay let’s head home now.” She yelled over the music, wiping her forehead as a sweat bead dripped down the side of her face. I silently cheered, as I grabbed my diploma standing up faster than Flash. We left the gymnasium and headed out to the student parking, as I pulled out my keys, unlocking my Mercedes.

The headlights flashed on for a second, and we made our way over getting into our seat. I turned on the car, as she flipped on the radio a second after words. I pulled out of the parking space, cranking up the volume and air conditioning. It took me a few minutes before I reached Aina’s house and she got out saying good night to me. Now I could go home and pack, for the night and the rest of the week, even though it shouldn’t take me an entire week to pack. I waved good-bye to her, before pulling out of her driveway and heading back towards my street.

 “This is more than the typical kind of thing!” I sung at the top of my lungs as I danced around my room, throwing stuff I would need for college into my boxes of doom.

It’s been three days since I started packing and the week was coming to an end. Aina and I have been keeping in touch and we planned to go out, and get things for America. Like new clothing, considering all of our clothing was too fabulous for them. I sighed in content, as I looked at my photos placing them carefully into a box with bubble wrap, resisting the urge to pop the bubbles. It was a given thing, if you had bubble wrap, you wanted to pop the shit out of the piece of plastic.

I closed the box, and grabbed my nemo duct tape, yes nemo. I taped up the box, and set it in a corner with my other boxes that were filled with family things. I was going to be gone for a few years, since it was college. Of course my father was letting me use my credit card while there, but he wanted me to get a job as well to show responsibility. I didn’t mind the idea of getting a job, it sounded like fun… Depending on what the job was. I was extremely picky, and I hated not being able to make my own decisions when it came down to it.

“LA, LA, LA, LA!” I screamed, as my favorite song Tonight, Tonight by Hot Chelle Rae came on the radio.

I was not meant for society. I don’t think Aina is meant for it either we were like tow peas in a pod. I hummed the rest of the song as I moved around my room picking up my clothing that I wasn’t taking and setting it at the end of my bed. I skipped around my room, moving things from place to place without much attention. It was around noon about this time, and I was pretty much changing my entire room, so I could sort what I need from what was staying.

I jumped on my bed, and reached for my phone as it began to ring, my Nippon NP 3120, that was my room phone. It looked really old for my generation but I liked the corded phones the best. I picked it up and tucked it between my shoulder and ear. “Hello,” I said into the phone, hearing Aina’s voice within minutes, saying she was ready to go out. “Okay, I’ll be over in a few minutes, I need to get changed.” I answered back, before hanging up the phone and jumping off of my bed.

I ran into my closet and di the quick wardrobe change, like in television shows where they go into the dressing room and come out every few seconds with a different outfit trying to find the perfect one. Finally I settled on my off-shoulder black and white striped sweater that was way too long in length, and my black skinny jeans with rips. I slipped on my aqua blue converse, and tied my hair in a ponytail as I grabbed my Samsung Galaxy S4 off of my bed, with my car keys. I ran out of my room, quietly shutting my door behind me. I stopped in midstride and walked back into my room grabbing my wallet off of my dresser before running out again.

I ran down the stairs and waved good-bye to my parents before running out the door and jumping in my Mercedes. I put the keys into the ignition and the engine roared to life, as my radio turned on playing ‘Stuck like Glue’ by Sugarland. I hummed to the song, as I drove to Aina’s house. By the time the song ended, I was at her house and a new song was playing as she ran out of her house, running over to the other side she jumped in the passenger seat. We fist bumped each other before I backed out of her drive way and headed towards our closet city to go as popular chicks would say, SHOPPING!!

Aina pulled her CD out from my compartment area where I keep my papers and popped it into the disc area; I was not getting specific with car parts, or areas. I laughed as the song ‘Shut up and Sleep with me’ by Sin with Sebastian began playing, Aina blushed furiously. She punched me in the arm lightly, as I stopped laughing, my shoulders shaking slightly as I stifled my laughter to drive. I took a deep breath shaking as I let it go, finally focusing on the road as the song played. To be honest it was one of my favorite songs, but it was funny to listen to.

“You were young, you were free, and why don’t you sleep with me.” I sang in the highest-pitched voice I could manage making Aina crack up in a fit of laughter.

This is why we were friends and no one could replace her, or me. I made a turn and the first thing we saw was the signs, warning us of the dangers that lurked ahead. As in dangers, well it was understandable, as we were teenage girls. I accelerated down the highway, as the city came into my sights, Aina messing with her nails. She was self-conscious about her appearance unlike me where I just didn’t give two-hoots what people thought. I began driving past building and cars lined up along the streets, people walking along the sidewalks.

I turned onto random streets before finally making my way to the mall. I drove into the large parking lot, picking a spot at random that was the closest to where I entered that happened to be empty. I was lucky to find a spot considering, well the events of this week can explain itself and why I think that. I took the keys out as the music stopped and the engine turned off. Making sure I had everything, Aina and I got out of my Mercedes, shutting the doors at the same time. I locked the doors, before we started walking towards the mall.

“Where should we go first?” I asked, as our stomachs growled simultaneously.

“Lunch…?” she suggested with a small giggle, I nodded in agreement with my stomach and her suggestion.

We walked into the mall, laughter and chattering among people filled my ears as we walked along the side, weaving our way around crow ads of people. The smell of different foods, perfumes, and colognes mixed in the air as we walked through the mall, looking for a place to eat. We were both silent as we walked side by side looking at all of our choices. I pointed at a pizza place, and Aina began to drool as the smell of homemade pizza wafted over to us. I closed her mouth careful not to get any of her drool on me as we walked over.

We both paid separately for our food, taking a seat at a small table we bit into the pizza, the cheese melted, the flavors of the basil mixing with the mozzarella and tomato sauce, as the soft crunch of the crust was music to my ears. I could feel my mouth watering as I continued to bite into the pizza, each piece making me tremble from the exquisite taste of the blended ingredients. I finished off the crust, each bite making a soft crunch but the inside had a soft, fluffy texture to it. “That was delicious…” I cooed, as I picked up both of our plates, swallowing the last bite of crust.

Aina nodded in agreement, as she stood up following me to the trash can. I threw the plates in the trash and turned to her dusting my hands together. “So where to next?” I asked, looking around the mall. She shrugged in response, as I did the same. We both had the same idea to walk around until something caught our attention. We began walking away from the food area, and down the line of stores. None of the stores really, caught our attention, except of course the candy one. We were like eight year olds in a seventeen year olds body, both of us having late birthdays meant we didn’t graduate at eighteen.

“So you and Jaxon are going to try long distance?” I asked trying to start up a conversation as we walked around.

“Yeah, neither of us want to break it off so we are going to try.” She said, tapping her chin as she looked around.

“I’m glad; I’d be highly upset if you and Jaxon broke up.” I huffed, crossing my arms as I looked at her.

Aina laughed slightly before grabbing the collar of my shirt and stopping me midstride. I looked at where she was pointing to see the best store in the entire world, Hot Topic. We both squealed like little girls as we walked in and began looking around at the clothing. This was the most exciting clothing store for me besides well to be honest I can’t think of another one. I began looking through the clothes, picking out ones I would but, to take with me to college. My arms were loaded with new clothing, same with Aina. She was on one side registering up her clothing, and I skipped around to the other cashier, she looked to be about my age.

“Shopping spree?” she asked with a small laugh.

“It’s new clothing, I am going to a college overseas, so I figured a new look was in order.” I said, watching her as she maneuvered around the small area, taking off the magnets and ringing up the clothing.

“Sounds interesting, where is the college?” she asked, as she put some of the clothing in a bag.

“It’s in Seattle Washington, in the United States.” I answered, taking out my wallet.

“Wow, that’s pretty far, well good luck.” She said handing me my bag, as I handed her my credit card.

She quickly swiped it, typed in a few keys, and then handed it back to me. Aina was waiting as I put the card back in my wallet and shoved it in my pocket. We left the store, deciding that we had everything from the mall we would need, but then I stopped in front of Old Navy. That was another store I couldn’t resist looking at the clothing. Aina followed me in as I looked around, choosing colored skinny jeans and striped shirts. Aina simply rolled her eyes, but knowing me she knew that I needed an entirely new wardrobe, since I just graduated. We headed to the register, and went through the same routine.

Finally we were now finished with shopping, as we headed back towards the way we came in. I shifted the weight of the bags every now and then as we walked, my arms growing tired of carrying the bags, considering I really hated carrying things in general. When we finally reached the doors I was thanking the lords, as I pushed them open with my hip. We walked into the bright sun, a gentle breeze blowing through the area cooling us down from the summer sun. We made my way back over to my Mercedes; as I popped open the trunk.

We put our bags in the back before jumping into the car, and backing out of the parking space. “Who’s house to first, so we can help each other pack?” I asked, looking over at her as she turned back on the music.

“Let’s go to mine, and I’ll get my stuff so I’ll spend the night at your house for the night, so we’ll pack up your stuff last.” She answered, as I drove out of the parking lot.

I hummed to the song as we drove through the streets of the city, making our way back to where we lived. I couldn’t remember the last time we went on a shopping spree for new clothing, we only did it once a year. We made it to her house within minutes of leaving the city, as I parked in her driveway, turning off the engine. I popped the trunk, and we got out grabbing her bags. I closed the trunk and we headed up the porch steps of her house. She set down one of her bags and opened the door, to reveal a nice cabin-rural looking inside. I am often in her house, but her mother feels the need to decorate the house differently every week for some reason.

I closed the door behind us, as Aina said hi to her parents before we ran upstairs. Her room door was already open considering like me she had no siblings. We walked into her room and set the bags down on her bed. Her room, was brightly lit, her flooring mostly would with a large circle white rug underneath her bed. Her room was very plain, a lot like mine, but I had colorful lights. Boxes were scattered across her flooring, and some piled in the corner with tape on them, the same organization I used. I picked up a random box her doing the same, as we set them on the bed taking out her clothing.

We began to fold it, I stopped halfway, walking over to her stereo, and I popped in a nearby CD as it began to blast music, us dancing around as we folded clothing to put in the boxes. I began putting the folded clothing in the boxes, until they no longer had room for anymore. I closed the box, and Aina tossed me unicorn duct tape. I taped the box shut and lifted the heavy, cardboard demon; carrying it over to her pile I dropped it onto the ground with a loud thud. I did not understand how clothing weighed so much. I stretched my arms above my head, as my back bended my blonde hair falling behind my shoulders.

My ponytail was beginning to come out, not hanging loosely in a tousled mess. I never bothered to brush my hair on my lazy days and substituted brushed hair with ponytail hair.

“You’re such a motivator,” Aina sang as I walked back over.

I laughed slightly before continuing the song, “Got to get you where?”

“So sick of saying ’Yes sir, yes sir’” Aina sang, folding a shirt.

“You’re such an instigator,” I smiled, putting the clothes into another box.

“You want to play the game.” Aina, sang before we went back to silence and packing.

We listened to the music in peace, as time passed we moved slower getting tired of folding and packing. I groaned, falling face first onto her bed, as she sat down on the edge.

“There is too much.” I complained, raising my head as I set my chin down.

Aina sighed, and whined in agreement, “I hate college packing.”

I pushed myself up, and sat on my feet tilting my head side to side, as I looked at her clock. It was already three in the afternoon; yes three hours have passed since we started shopping until now. Which really isn’t surprising considering, the events may seem short but times moves fast. We still had to finish packing up Aina’s stuff, and then we had to go to my house and pack up my stuff. We really wanted to finish today so we could relax for the last of our freedom before having to go to our college in Seattle. I still hadn’t researched a thing about the place we were going to.

The only definite thing I knew was that Seattle had a beautiful view depending on where you were and that it was a huge city. I pushed Aina off her bed, as payback for the Graduation practice, when we were trying to figure out our song. Aina growled, as I choked on my laughter smacking the bed as I rolled off, hitting the ground. Aina burst out laughing after words, as she looked over the edge of her bed at me. She helped me up, and we went back to packing her things. We did it to dub-step music, surprisingly which was hell-a fun to dance and pack to. We finished around four, high fiving each other finally glad we were finished,

Aina quickly packed a book bag with clothes, since she was spending the night at my house. We headed back downstairs stopping in the hallway,

“Bye momma, poppa, I’m staying at Aasera’s house for the night.” Aina yelled before we left her house.

We got in my Mercedes, and cheered loudly glad we were finished with her packing and that we didn’t have to do hers. Mine would take less effort since I finished most of mine in the morning, and all of my clothing I bought was folded for me. I backed out of her driveway for the second time today, before driving to my street. It only took a few minutes before I arrived at my house. I made my way around the ring driveway, and parked the car, turning off the engine.

We went through the same routine, popping the trunk, heading to my room this time, and began taking boxes and packing them. This would be the only time we would have to suffer the agony of packing until we decided to come back to Sweden. Of course eventually we’d want to move back to our home country. Aina and I listened to different songs, while packing, singing sometimes, other times we danced while packing, and sometimes we just sat around taking a break. Another two hours passed, when we were three-fourths of the way done, my mother called upstairs telling us dinner was ready.

We both groaned, before shuffling out my room and running down the stairs and into the dining room, me being who I am, did a sudden stop and slid across the floor on my socks. I took a seat where I usually sat, Aina sitting beside me as my dad walked out, telling his co-workers he needed to hang up.

“So how are my college girls?” my father asked, with a smile.

“We aren’t in college yet dad.” I answered, as they brought the food out.

He chuckled a bit, patting my hand “How is your packing then.

“Tiresome,” Aina answered for me as she let out a long sigh.

I nodded in agreement, as my mother sat down, the maids setting plates in front of us, as the butlers brought out the food.

“Soon you won’t be having dinner with us,” my mother commented, tears welling up in her eyes as she placed her hand on her chest thinking about the years that would be lost while I was at school.

I gave my mother a sympathetic smile, as I reached across the table squeezing her hand, before we dug into dinner, the aroma making my mouth water. Aina and I quickly finished our dinner, and said thank you before excusing ourselves from the table and heading back up the stairs.

“Let’s hurry up and finish packing.” Aina whined as we walked back into my room, me shutting the door.

“I know bro, I know.” I said, patting her on the shoulder.

We began piling my belonging into the boxes, careful of the order and how we stacked the items into the cardboard shell. I honestly did not feel like finishing this today and I was sure Aina felt the same way. We were both exhausted physically after our long day of shopping, packing, and yeah that was all it took. That wasn’t even counting how early we started packing in the first place or when we got up. Aina and I were both known for waking up at the crack of dawn, like the early birds we are. We stretched our legs and arms simultaneously, as I bent back though.

I sucked in a deep breath tucking my blonde hair behind my ear, and I ripped off a long strip of duct tape putting it on the box to seal it shut. The song ‘Sick of it’ by Skillet began to play, as I hummed, tapping my foot in rhythm with the song. Aina did the same as we harmonized, moving around a bit faster as we gained a bit of energy from the music. We were now going to use music whenever we were packing, or doing chores. I don’t think I could sit around without music playing and be able to focus on the job at hand. I was not focused enough for those kinds of things.

I was easily distracted when it came to work so not letting me use music would end badly for everyone. “Let’s watch a movie as a treat after we finish packing. “I suggested, as I ripped off another piece of tape, sealing the sides.

“Yes, please.” Aina agreed, as she picked up the box, huffing as she carried it over to my corner and placed it in the corner.

“Were almost done,” I breathed a sigh of relief, as I picked up the last box, piling the last of the clothing into it without a single care in the world.

I was just relieved to finally be done with these chores; I no longer wanted to ever pack again in my life. I was energetic, but doing this all day was not exactly the most entertaining thing in the world. “From now on we use music when packing.” I said looked over at Aina.