Naomi's boots stomped against the ground as the black sleek dress hit against her ankles. She wore a dark grey sweater on top due to the spaghetti strings holing the dress over her shoulders. She held a bag over her shoulder and her schedule in hand as she walked the hallway. It was the first say of senior year, the last year of her high school career, and senioritis already ran through her veins.<br/><br/><br/>She heard many people talk about the parties, prom, even graduation. How they would party so hard graduation night that they wouldn't forget the next day. She almost gagged from the disgust that went through her body.<span style="font-style: italic">How could someone do that to themselves?</span>She thought to herself. Naomi plans were the day after graduation she would already move to Middle Tennessee where she got accepted for early admittance and the honors program.<br/><br/>The she saw a boy hovered over a girl. She had never seen him before, and guesses that he was new. He kissed on the girls neck and whispered something into her ear, and she shook her head yes. He smiled at her before placing his thumb against her bottom lip. He had blonde hair that stopped right before it reached his earlobes, he was slim and tall, with this smile that would brighten up a whole room. If only his personality matched such a beautiful looking person.<br/><br/>She turned around and walked away from the scene when things got too disgusting for her to look. She did the gag gesture before making way to her first period of the day: AP Calculus.