Lucas’s POV:
My eyes search over the heads of people seated in the outdoor auditorium. I am seated almost in the middle of the bottom section, where all the other people with the letter “M” in their surnames are. There is a low rumble around me, as other graduate students flutter around to find their seats. There are cheers from all around as families celebrate their kids finally getting their qualifications. Even the weather has complied and is neither hot nor cold.
“Sup, loser!” Carter smirks from just in front of me and my blood begins to boil. Since my little uproar that day, which was basically a year ago now, I have become the target of some of their bullying. I don’t give a s**t though.
“Still behaving like a teenager, Carter? One would never think you are graduating today. So
