Chapter10

#Chapter10

Being in the last year of high school was not really as interesting as former seniors will make us believe with the NCAT approaching. Each and everyone of us were reading as hard as we could and going through past questions as if our lifes depended on them and let me tell you the truth I didn't or hardly think of Cynthia over this period and since the dream stopped coming made it even easier.

/"Wow, congrats son/" my dad said with a thin smile on his face, patting me on my back. /"I'm really proud of you/" and then I looked up at him with my joyous look and it seems like everything just dissolved around us including my mom because my dad being proud of me means the whole world to me and if I had known that getting into a college will changed the words that came out of my dad's mouth toward me then I would have grown up earlier and turned eighteen as many as possible.