Michael's P. O. V
*Friday Morning*
Coach and the guys were all over me yesterday, it never occurred to me that I'd have to leave them one day, even when we would graduate from high school.
Something about today made me nostalgic, the driver came in to take my bags to the car. My flight was nine pm. I wanted a night flight so I could look at the night sky on my way to my new life.
Plus, Makela had her first cheer elimination round. I wanted to see her and her team advance to the next level before I leave.
*School*
The school had a banner for me, a little voice advised me to go to school, for the last time.
I didn't expect to mean so much to so many people, I felt damn special to see so many people care about me leaving.
"Bye Michael!." Becca said wrapping her arms around my neck, "thanks." I said, trying to seem nice in front of the school.