❁Chapter XXXIV: Are you ready to graduate?❁
Naomi and I were sitting at Starbucks, she sighed and leaned her back against her chair and closed her eyes.
"Graduation practice was so damn long. And why did we have to bring our caps and gowns when we didn't even wear them during the whole damn thing?" She asks me.
"I'm not sure. Ask the dean." I tell her looking over my speech cards.
"Yeah I'm not going back there." She tells me.
"Then your question will remain unanswered Naomi." I tell her chuckling.
"I hate you." She says.
I look up at her and smirk.
"Mhm, you love me." I giggle.
"Yeah, ugh my roommate is some smart Vietnamese girl from Seattle." She tells me looking down at her phone.
"You already know your roommate?" I ask with disbelief.
She looks up at me and nods.
"Uh yeah,
