The banquet lasted long into the night, filled with laughter and pictures. Mrs. Atkins wanted senior shots with Zeke and the others. Then everyone together. The juniors together with the twins. Just me and Noah. It became like a photo shoot that only came to a halt because it was closing time.
When we got home, Mrs. Atkins took everyone's awards to the living room. Mine included. She started to reorganize the wall even though it was nearing midnight.
Eveyone started to go their own way, with my way being bed. I grabbed my pajamas and changed in the bathroom. I came back to the room and saw that Noah was already dressed in his pajamas.
"So..." Noah looked at me with raised eyebrows.
"So what?" I asked, frowning. I piled my dirty clothes in our basket and crawled into bed.
Noah picked up my new cellphone. "Are you going to text him?"
