I steadily walked back into to school the next day, (the day of my graduation). Every eye was on me, when I walked into algebra. It made feel unsteady and uncomfortable. I mean come on I just fainted, and had a seziure in school, no big deal. I quickly took my seat next to Jackie.
"Hey chica. How ya doin?" She gave me a tender hug. The way she said "chica" made me chuckle since was not even close to being mexican. In fact where she came from wasnt even near Mexico.
"Whats so funny?" She looked at me with her bright brown eyes.
"Nothing." I said swallowing my last chuckle.
"Well...are you ok?" She asked again.
"Yes, mom! Im fine." I whined, playfully shoving her.
"Well good because we woudnt want you to have another over dose." That voice mad e me wanna throw up my guts. Kimberly stepped in the class and flipped her long blonde, hot pink curls in my face. What a bitch.
"Oh shut up you belemic whore!" I yelled at her. She looked at me with a scowl on her face. Jackie just staired.
"Ivy, are you sure you feel better?" Jackies voice was shaken with astonishment.
"Better than ever. Im through with eating out of peoples hands espically this bitch." I staired down at Kimberly. In the middle of our staredown, her boyfriend, Mathew Baker (thats right KIm is dating my best friends brother). He stepped into class a placed an arm around Kims shoulder.
"Hey babe" He planted a kiss on her, and I looked away in disgust.
"Get a room!" Some random kid shouted.
"I will. For you. Principles office NOW!" The teacher had stepped into class and pointed a bony finger at the kid, who shuffled out of class.
"Students, this is not the time to mess around your graduation is 5 minutes away and you guys dont need to be getting in trouble." Her somewhat southern accent mad me chuckle.
"So let us line up by last name, and make our way down to the auditorium."


We made it to the auditorium, which was filled with parents, and screaming babies. I scanned every inch of the auditorium looking for Matt and the guys. I finally found them in the second row, waving frantically at me. The woman I saw two days ago was sitting with them. Go figure, this is the first event she has been to in my life, and the only one she has been sober at. She waved at me, but I turned my back, to take my seat.
"Who is that woman? She keeps waving at you." Jackie asked turning around in her seat.
"That would be my....m-m-mom" I choked out the word from my throat.
"No way! You mean the one who gave you away when you were a baby, and the one who went to rehab because she was high during labor! That mom!" Her finely waxed eyebrows shot up.
"God damn woman. Keepin tabs on everything in my life." I looked at her with suspection.
"No I just have a good memory." She turned back around in her seat and listened to our principle talk.

------5 MINUTES LATER------

I was inches away from the steps leading to the stage, where I would get my certificate and what not. I already had like twenty things. (Yes im an over achiveiver, just like my uncle).
"Ivy Lavigne Sanders" The consuler said into the microphone. I walked across stage listening to the screams of everyone in the auditorium. I took my certificate and, shook hands of all the teachers. I then gave a small wave, and stepped off. As I was walking down stairs I glanced to the second row, where I could see the face of my "mom"  drenched in tears.