School’s out for summer! Seren POV

[Rhianon]

                         

       
Dear Diary,
Well, I did it! My High school graduation was last night. It was a night to remember for many reasons. First the good; I'm fucking done with school. Now I can concentrate on my horses and show in earnest. No more dragging into class Monday morning after a show with my homework half finished and my eyes at half-mast. I'm not sure how I passed Algebra, but I scraped by. My overall GPA was 3.23. Not too shabby for someone who disliked school as much as I did. I'll miss my AP English teacher though, Mr Grant was bussin. I think he was my favorite teacher of all time. He never even batted an eye when all my essays were about horses.

After we threw our caps in the air, I went looking for Trev, my FORMER boyfriend, and found him rizzin' up Stephanie. STEPHANIE! Ugh, she's not even that cute, she just puts out. Not that that's bad, at least until it's my boyfriend. I broke up with him on the spot. Mom and Eleri taught me better than to put up with that garbage. He'd been acting sus for a while anyway. At least I had a fantastic prom night, at least until I DIDN'T put out. Glad about that now, let me tell you! I'm sad, but not heartbroken. We only dated a couple of months and I'm glad I found out about him before I got really hooked.

Tomorrow I'm going to talk with Mom about changing my training schedule. I've got more time on my hands in the morning and it's so hot in the afternoons. I plan to get up with Eleri the morning dove and do my work first thing, That way I can go swimming at the creek in the afternoon or pick up an afternoon job at the feed store for some pocket cash.

Didn't get a new car for graduation. 🙁 I did get my own set of keys to the farm truck though, to use whenever no one else needs it. Since they usually do feed runs in the morning, it should work out well enough. Cap! I did get a new pair of boots and a hat to match. Since we got a new Barrel horse for me a month ago, I can't be too disappointed.

Oh, I gotta go. Mom's calling.

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