On The Day We Take Our Graduation Photos Novels & Stories

I asked, not wanting to lose touch with her now that we won't see each other every day on campus. "Of course, Liv! I wouldn't miss our dates for the world." She smiled that bright smile of hers. We hugged each other for a while, feeling an overwhelming bittersweet feeling. Why are graduations actually kind of sad?

The loud voice filled me back to reality—a reality where I was finally leaving this shithole called high school. It was graduation. "Come on, Kai, you are not smiling." Felix straightened with his camera, a disapproving look on his face. "This is supposed to be the best day of your life!" But it wasn't. I sighed and cracked a tiny smile, satisfying him as he took shots after shots on his camera. I was eager to get through the day.

I thought he wouldn’t talk to me because of what happen the other night but he’s casual and I feel at ease although I’m guilty for hurting him. I also texted Harry saying that I have an emergency that night and I left unannounced but he was totally cool about it and says that he had fun. We took pictures individually and we also took picture together as a squad. It was fun and definitely memorable, the photos were great too. We ate dinner together as an early celebration for our graduation, it was healing and fun. “I can’t. I want to give up.” I said while compiling my files that the schools are asking.

When the picture is taken, mom and dad pull us all into a family hug. " Always?" Dad questioned. " And forever." We all answered together. ~ As we pull into the parking lot, I glance out the window and see a crowd already forming, students in the very same gowns as me, parents with cameras and excitedly chatting about while the teachers clutch on to clipboards, hurrying about. My breath catches in my throat. This is really happening. I am about to graduate. " Ready?" Dad ask in the front seat, staring at me through the rearview mirror.

getting closer and closer, not an inch wrong. On a weekend before the mock exam, the homeroom teacher informed the whole class to go to the park near the school to take a graduation photo, on the one hand because it was early spring, the trees were starting to sprout, the park also there's plenty of room to choose from in the background, on the other hand to let everyone relax a bit before the exam.

Today was a momentous occasion - Hazel's student graduation day! The atmosphere was electric, with students beaming with pride in their graduation attire. Parents and family members snapped photos, capturing the momentous occasion. Rachel's voice echoed through the hallway, "Guys, please report to the hall!" The students hurriedly made their way to the auditorium, their excitement building with each step. As they found their seats, anticipation hung in the air like a palpable force. Everyone was eager to catch a glimpse of Hazel, the star of the show. And then, the moment arrived. Hazel and her family entered the hall, their presence met with a chorus of applause and cheers.

We had fought for this, and now we were living it. “Are you ready for your big day? Lorenzo asked, turning his attention back to me. His voice was gentle, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes. He knew that this day was a special day for me, that it was a great day, graduation day from Stonehart Academy. I breathed in deeply and nodded in agreement while looking at him. “I am,” I said, my voice steady. “It feels… surreal, almost. Like I’m closing one chapter and starting another.”

I say. “Certainly. We must get hold of them before the graduation day." He says. “What do you mean? Do you have any information about the graduation day?" I say, baffled. Again he leaves his seat and walks to the window and looks outside. Then he comes back and stands in front of me, looking me in the eye. “I have confirmed that the graduation will be held next week and you are one of the graduands, have you forgotten darling?" He asks. “No. I still remember. As a matter of fact I need to fine tune the final touches on my studies to be ready for the event." I say.

ELI The sun was high and warm, casting a golden glow over the university grounds. The campus had been transformed for the graduation ceremony, rows of white folding chairs neatly lined up, a dais at the front, and banners flapping gently in the breeze, celebrating the Class of the Year. The air buzzed with laughter, excited chatter, and the occasional squeal of delighted students spotting friends and family.

The photographer for the piece on my father’s campaign had taken it while we’d been standing around waiting as Dad and the reporter had discussed what kind of shoot we’d be doing. We’d been oblivious to the photographer and had had our arms around each other as we laughed about something. The love between us had been palpable, and that photo had been plastered all over social media with random hashtags, the most popular being #relationshipgoals. I’d saved a copy and made it the wallpaper on my phone. “Can you believe we’re graduating?” Elle leaned into Peyton. “Soooo crazy.” Jules peeked out from my chest. “Does this make us adults? ‘Cause I don’t feel very adult-y.”