Graduation

Disclaimer

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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[▪︎1st May 2003▪︎]

[▪︎Reginald High School▪︎]

Coming out of the portal, my sensitive ears pick up the sound of someone speaking through a microphone, my immediate surroundings are a dark stadium walkway with the rear end of the carpet green grass of the stadium right in my sights.

"Seraph..."

I double-tap my left earpiece and mutter. With a confirmatory electronic beep in the earpiece, my suit starts morphing and within seconds, it turns into a long-sleeved silver cotton t-shirt, fitting black jeans, white fashionable sneakers, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses that settle on my eyes.

The next moment, I walk out of the doorway into the stadium—ignoring the glaring sun above—and turn to face the center of the wide school stadium occupied by long rows of seats with a large stage a few feet in front of them.

Seated in the stands are people of varying age groups donning causal clothing, most of them middle-aged with joyful and proud looks on their faces as they stare at the center of the field.

Filling the seats are chattering students who are wearing black graduation gowns and on the stage are a group of teachers who are seated on the right side—all of them wearing professional attire—with smiles on their faces.

The podium on the stage is occupied by the principal of the school, a stout middle-aged African-American man with grayish black short hair wearing a green suit, an easy-going smile testing on his aged face.

Sporting a friendly smile, I walk into the stands, passing by eager parents and adults who spare me occasional looks of various degrees, and then sit comfortably at a secluded spot at the end of the stands.

Bringing blushes to some ladies who are staring at me with a charming smile, I focus on a particular person as the Principal starts mentioning names.

This event is the Reginald High School graduation ceremony for the final-year students and I'm here for one reason only,

to see Eve as she graduates and settle her emotions.

It's been two days after our talk, I've given her the space she needs to think about our relationship.

The thing is I know she's still in love with me but she's taking her time to adjust to what I said and that's normal given the weight of the information I dumped on her.

So today I'm here to ease her conflicted emotions. She didn't tell me of her graduation and equally, she doesn't know I'm here.

Just seeing me here will give her a large hit of dopamine which I'll capitalize to seal the deal. If she's still conflicted then I'll just have to rethink some of my methods...

"Chadwick Thomas Anderson."

The Principal announces and quietly a young blonde boy sitting on the left of Amber—Mark's blonde girlfriend—stands up with a smile and walks to the podium to collect his certificate as people shower him with applause.

"Amber Justine Bennett."

She stands up with a pretty smile on her pretty face and walks to the podium as Chadwick descends from it.

"William Francis Clockwell..."

A few seconds later, he mentions another name and an athletic short Asian-looking guy walks up to the stage while Amber walks down from it on the other side.

He mentions two more names over the next few minutes and finally mentions her name.

"Samantha Eve Wilkins..."

He says with a fond smile as she walks to the stage with a beautiful smile on her face but I can sense the deep feeling of melancholy hiding deep inside her as I join everyone and start applauding her.

Smiling, she takes her certificate and respectfully shakes the Principle's hands as she glances over to a stand near me where her fat parents are seated with proud looks on their smiling faces, her mother wiping her teary eyes as they watch her stand for the camera.

Coincidentally, her eyes scan the stands and stop abruptly when they settle on my figure. The corners of my lips curl up into a smile as her eyes widen in surprise.

"Eve?"

The Principal places a hand on her shoulders, bringing her back to the moment. She mouths out an apology and walks downs the stage—taking looks at me—while the Principal mentions another name.

"Markus Sebastian Grayson..."

As Eve takes her seat, Mark smiles as he stands up and with a bruised right eye tainting his handsome face, he walks confidently to the stage.

...He seems to be working hard.

Back to Eve, a mixture of happiness, surprise, and slight fear reflects on her face as we start staring at each other, zoning out our surroundings as we only focus on each other.

I smile fondly with a forlorn look on my face that makes her face brighten up and eventually—with a sigh—that beautiful smile of hers spreads across her lips.

"What's wrong Eve?"

I hear Mark ask her, bringing her back to reality, and making her fake a cough as a faint blush spreads across her smooth cheeks.

"Nothing, just excited."

She replies swiftly and removes her eyes from me, now looking straight ahead, making Mark's eyebrow raise so he traces where she was looking and stops on me.

Smiling at his perplexed face, I flash him a friendly wave as he squints his eyes at me as if to analyze me and chuckles as in a few seconds, a look of recognition streaks across his shocked face.

Still confused and shocked, he manages to reciprocate my wave and starts talking to Eve about me being here but she acts causally.

After five more minutes, the Principal finishes mentioning names gives a strong speech, and then wishes them a happy graduation with a loud voice that makes the students stand up.

With excited smiles on their faces, Eve and the rest take their caps off their heads and throw them into the air with a shout as everyone stands up to celebrate with them.

Mark's cap alone doesn't fall but continues flying into the air as his colleagues take back their caps, a weird look on his face as the cap bursts into a cloud.

Shaking my head in amusement as he looks left and right to see if anyone saw him, I stand up while the students start walking to their respective parents and whatnot.

Standing at the back, Eve gives me a meaningful look and starts walking towards a secluded entryway as the center gets filled with a wave of overly eager parents and relatives.

Nodding, I bypass those descending the stands and stealthily walk toward where Eve entered.

I arrive in a usual high school corridor and after taking a whiff of her distinct scent, open one of the brown doors and walk into a spacious but clean locker room.

Right in front of me on a bench facing a row of lockers, Eve is seated and is expertly removing her graduation gown from her body.

"How did you know today is my graduation?"

She looks at me and asks softly as she takes it off, revealing her pink crop top and blue jeans, her white shoes still covering her feet.

"Let's just say I have my sources."

I shrug with a casual smile and step closer to her while she stands up.

"So what are you doing here?"

She crosses her beneath her perky round chest and asks calmly, trying to be stoic as I stop just two steps away from her.

"I can't come to see the person I love graduate Highschool?"

I respond with a cheeky question with a love-filled smile on my face that makes her look away, flustered, and take one step closer.

"Eve..."

I whisper as I stop right in front of her and raise her chin upwards gently with my right index finger, making her look into my eyes.

"...Have you thought about it enough?"

I ask calmly, her face starts twitching slightly as a range of conflicting emotions flashes across her eyes and face in response to this question, but after a few seconds, she takes in a deep breath and calms down.

Her previous unsure eyes now confident and filled with conviction, her face stern but lovely.

"I have. I've thought about it very much and after considering a lot of things I've decided on the course of our relationship."

She removes my finger from her chin and says seriously, pausing to look at my face.

With a nice smile on my face, I raise an eyebrow and ask.

"...And?"

She doesn't answer and just stares into my eyes deeply and after a few seconds, she sighs and looks down at my face as a beautiful smile blossoms on her face.

"Despite not being really comfortable with your relationship practice, something is telling me that if I don't give in to my feelings and follow my pride, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

"After all, someone who has been in a long relationship with you is okay with it so why can't I? So yeah Virgil, I'll still be your girlfriend but you have to promise you'll marry me. My dad will kill me otherwise."

She leans into my arms and says gently with undisguised love, chuckling melodiously at the end with an affectionate smile on her face.

"Like I said Eve, there's no chance you are leaving me ever again. From now onwards, we are partners from this day to the end of time."

I say fondly as I hold her waist and raise her, wrapping my arms around her waist as she yelps cutely and wraps her long legs around my waist, her face very close enough that our noses are touching.

Feeling her hot breath on my face as her arms close in around my neck, her eyes brimming with unrestrained love and passion, I press my lips on hers and initiate a sweet wet kiss.

"Mhmmmh~"

Moaning in my mouth as I start to fondle her perky and soft ass cheeks while we intertwine our tongues, enjoying the sweet taste of her mouth in this silent room, I place her back on the wall next to the lockers for support and in the heat of the moment, tear up her top.

Breaking the kiss as she's almost breathless, I start laying deep kisses on the exposed part of her boobs, the rest hiding behind her black bra, making her let out soft passionate moans as her body quakes slightly.

" ...Wait~ What if someone comes in?"

She breathes sensually, her head raised upwards slightly due to the pleasure as I remove her bra and start sucking her erotic pink-nippled extremely perky tits.

"They won't."

I respond as with a thought, I make one of the large lockers slide to the door and block thoroughly.

"Haah~"

Grunting lustfully as her fingernails dig into my hair—utterly consumed by lust— her eyes raspy as I expertly use my deft tongue to pleasure her through her standing breasts, I bite a nipple gently and rip off her jeans like a hungry dog.

"Consider today to be the day you graduated twice..."

I whisper into her ear with a dark smile on my face and assault her lips again, my fingers working finding their way into her wet and warm squishy insides, exploring her caves with practiced ease to bring her the utmost pleasure.

"Arrgh~!"

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