“Ah it’s finally happening!” Joey screamed, jumping up and down after reading my acceptance letter to my dream university. Our dream. In the fall we would be attending the school together, we’d share a dorm, go to college parties, and, of course, if Joey had anything to do with it - flirt with college boys. I had to join in with her, doing my own mini-happy dance in the hallway, ignoring all the attention we were gathering from our classmates walking by.
“All I have to do is continue my good grades, and then, University of San Fran, here we come!” I shouted a little, snatching the letter back from her and tossing it on the top shelf of my locker. I would be keeping that letter forever as a souvenir.
The first bell of the day rang so I waved over my shoulder and said bye to Joey for now,
