Graduation was a fairly simple affair. Bleachers were set up on the school's football field for the students to sit and wait for their names to be called once the principal and valedictorian had given their speeches.
Keeley could faintly make out her father in the fifth row of the stands because he had held his arm over his head and given her a thumbs up when he arrived. Lydia and Jeffrey were both behind her somewhere since their last names started with P and R.
Keeley was squished in between a very rigid Aaron and a girl named Jessica Holiday that she had shared a few classes with over the years. They weren't exactly friends but they were on decent terms after doing a project together once.
It was incredibly boring sitting through the speeches so Keeley got a bit fidgety and accidentally kicked Aaron as she adjusted the position of her legs.
"Sorry!" she whispered. It was the first word exchanged between them since her birthday.
