Everyday went the same, I gossiped with Lucy and was flirted on by countless boys, all of whom I turned down saying my brothers would kill them. Having Edward glare at them at lunch was just enough to get rid of them as well. I was loving School. I hadn't felt this alive since I was... well actually alive. Everything was going great. Emmett and Rose graduated, followed quickly by Edward. Soon it was just me waiting to put the cap and gown on. I only had a few months left and I was literally bouncing off the walls.
Until one day Dad came to me and said “We are going to have to move, I know you have friends but people are starting to wonder why we aren’t aging. And you don't look old enough to Graduate. parents will start asking questions...”
However much I moaned and argued I was carried out of the house restrained by Edward and Emmett while Rose explained to my friends that we were leaving.