Caroline

I watched as Rachel walked through the hallway, not elegantly but nervously. Still looked beautiful in her graduation gown I could sense through her countenance what she was thinking. "The walk down to the graduants seat seems farther than a journey through cloud nine"

She smiled shyly at people on each side of the aisle taking their phone cameras up to capture the walk. Her smile grew broader when her eyes darted to my side. 

Her steps were beginning to intertwine with each other and I could notice that she was finding it hard to walk. I signalled to her to breathe in and out and she did so.

Finally, she got to her seat. The suffering was over. She looked exceptionally beautiful in her gown.

She looked as elegant as possible, dressed in Biege silk shirt with a tight black skirt hugging her little or no curvy butt closely, making her look as expensive as a Bottega model with her tan sandal heels complimenting it all.