I stood there, clutching at Blaine's hand in mine. This was it. It was finally here. This was the moment we had all been waiting for since Mr Schue had put up signs for auditions to the Glee club. We had come so far since a few of us had auditioned to join nearly three years ago. It was weird to think that at one point we were really struggling to get the minimum of twelve members and that all of the jocks and cheerios laughed at us. The majority of the guys in the club were jocks and a few of the members had been cheerleaders or still were cheerleaders, myself included. It was been a hell of a journey since the beginning and there had been a time when I even competed against the New Directions. That was still slightly weird to think about. Despite the difficulties we had all been through as a group and all the drama, I didn't regret a single moment and it had been the best time of my life. Glee club had actually saved my life and I now had a new family. We had all been working our way up the ladder towards this for so long and now it was finally within our reach. I smiled as I watched Wade 'Unique' Adams collect the MVP award from Perez Hilton. She really deserved it after everything she had been through and how nervous she had been before performing on the stage at Nationals. I was so incredibly proud of her and I wondered if Unique would transfer to McKinley the following year. It would be completely different for her than Vocal Adrenaline and Carmel High had been. It was weird to think of life still continuing at McKinley after he had left. The Glee club would be completely different but all I was focused on at the moment was ending the year on a high and winning Nationals.

I gripped Blaine's hand even tighter as the judges started to announce who had come in what place. I couldn't breathe. This was it. I knew how much this meant to everyone. Every single member of the New Directions wanted this so badly and would be absolutely over the moon if we won. None of us would ever forget it. Some of us would leave McKinley as champions. It was a dream come true. I glanced at the judges, finding it really weird to see Lindsay Lohan casually standing there. I absolutely loved the film 'Mean Girls' and had watched it several times. It was one of the films that I could quote by heart.

Silence had filled the room as one of the judges, Martin Fong, opened the golden envelope, "And the winners of the National show choir championships 2012 are... the New Directions!"

It took a moment for me to understand what had just happened. I couldn't believe we had won. It could barely wrap my head around what had happened. We had won! I suddenly found myself swept into Blaine's arms and lifted off my feet. I just laughed and laughed with tears of joy in my eyes as Blaine spun me around. Eventually my boyfriend put me down and I leaned in to give him a quick kiss, not caring who saw us or if anyone was repulsed by us. I was too happy and feeling like I was on cloud nine to care. I was already happy that I got to dance with the boy I loved on stage in front of a large audience during 'Paradise by the Dashboard Light'. I winked at Blaine as I pulled away revelling in the blissed look on his face. I turned around and pulled Brittany into a hug, jumping up and down as we celebrated together. I hugged all of my friends and made sure to celebrate with them. This was such a historical moment for us. I had to wait to hug my stepbrother and his girlfriend as Finn and Rachel were too busy kissing and drawing attention to themselves. I was glad that they had waited until the singing had stopped and the results had been announced before making out on stage in front of everyone. I hugged Mr Schue as he made his way around the group, grinning at my teacher as we both had come so far. Mr Schue was handed the first place trophy and we all made we were all holding onto it because we lifted it into the air. I was so happy we had won, it was just the best feeling ever. It was sad to think that it was the last time I would be performing on stage as a member of the New Directions but we had finally achieved what we had set out to do just under three years ago. The New Directions were finally National champions and we had finally gotten what we deserved. We had finished the year on a high.

(break)

I was still buzzing slightly from the high of winning Nationals a week ago but now my attention was more focused on the fact that I would been graduating very soon and I would hopefully be leaving to go to college in New York. Of course I would be sad to leave my family and my boyfriend behind but I was excited to start my new life, plus Blaine would be joining me in a year's time. I still hadn't heard back from NYADA after my audition, which I deemed to be successful and so did my friends who had watched. Rachel had choked during her audition but she had been harassing Madame Tibideaux since. I had been shocked when the New York Dean had actually turned up to Nationals in Chicago to watch us perform. If Rachel got in, it would be extremely unfair. She had messed up twice in her audition and had basically harassed the Dean to give her another chance. You don't always get second chances in life but Rachel was one of those people who seemed to think she should always get what she wants, no matter what. You don't get a second chance on Broadway. If you forget the words, you're doomed. I would be extremely surprised if Madame Tibideaux did accept Rachel into NYADA when she only allowed twenty students in every year and said they had to be the best of the best. I only hoped my audition had been enough to allocate me a place. As much as I didn't think Rachel deserved to get in, I still did want her to go to New York as I didn't want to go on my own and it would be great to have a friend there. The seniors were all getting ready to move on and leave high school behind.

Mr Schue had already started the goodbyes in Glee club and he had suggested that everyone take this opportunity to say goodbye. As excited as I was to graduate, I was sad to leave. McKinley and the New Directions had been an important part of my life and now that time had come to an end. Blaine had already given me several presents to celebrate my graduation, including some personalised monogrammed towels and a collage of photos of friends and families, as well as several of the two of us together. Blaine of course had continued our tradition of getting one another red and yellow roses to celebrate the other person.

My Dad had also given me a present for graduation. He had summoned me to the auditorium and told me to sit down. I couldn't believe my eyes when my Dad started dancing to 'Single Ladies' with Tina and Brittany as his backing dancers. He had explained that we had started to reconnect after he had caught him dancing to the song in my basement room and the whole dancing to the song whilst playing football. It was the truth as before that we had really struggled to bond but that was the turning point. I couldn't believe that my Dad had learnt the dance created by Beyoncé and had performed it for me. He truly was the world's greatest Dad. I had told Blaine all about what I had witnessed and he really wished that he had gotten the chance to see it too. Apparently my Dad had informed him of his present to me but my boyfriend had been stuck in his Biology to class so he had missed out. I had made him feel better by promising him that I would perform a solo version of the 'Single Ladies' dance just for him. That seemed to cheer Blaine up immediately.

I had sang my farewell song to the New Directions. I chose to sing 'I'll Remember' by Madonna to say goodbye to all my friends and the memories that we had made together in the choir room. I did find it weird that Mr Schue was putting such an emphasis on saying goodbye. I had never liked the word 'goodbye' as it sounded so permanent. I had once read in 'Peter Pan' by J. M. Barrie that we should: "never say goodbye because saying goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting". That was why I had promised to never say goodbye to Blaine. Neither of us had ever said the word 'goodbye' to the other, even at the end of phone calls. It was a word that I would had never liked and was certain that I would never use with the people I loved. Even though I was graduating from McKinley and would no longer be a member of the New Directions, I wouldn't lose touch with any of my friends. I was planning to hopefully move to New York with Finn and Rachel, then Blaine would join us the following year. There had been talk of Santana coming to New York and I knew if she did, she would definitely live with us. She had already told me she had to come with me to show that she would always have my back. It was probable that lots of my friends would end up in New York or nearby so I would see them often. I would also stay in touch with the ones who weren't graduating as much as possible. I would see them when I came home for the holidays or random trips home. I didn't want to be coming back to Lima too often but my friends and family would still be there so I would return. I wasn't just going to move to New York and forget about Lima. Although I had been desperate to get out of it and not be a 'Lima loser', I would never forget where I came from as it made me the person I was today.

Graduation was getting closer by the second and I still hadn't heard from NYADA. I was starting to get really worried. It didn't make sense for me to graduate without me knowing where I was going. Graduation would be a million times better if I had some idea of what path I would be taking after high school. Rachel had seemed to think that we would be getting our letters from the college after graduation. I hoped she was wrong on this front but the Jewish diva had claimed that was what she had read on the NYADA forums that she was basically always on. Rachel had asked me if the two of us could open our letters together but I was unsure. Opening that letter would be so tense and I didn't know if I wanted to be around Rachel when I opened it. What if she got in and I didn't? First of all, that would be preposterous but I had to consider all the outcomes. I wouldn't be able to stand it if I had Rachel attempting to comfort me while bragging about her own acceptance into NYADA when she had choked twice in her audition. If she got into NYADA, it would prove that hard work wouldn't get you anywhere but harassing the Dean of the school would.

I walked down the corridor at McKinley, smiling at a few people who passed. It was extremely weird to think that a year or two ago I hated walking down the corridors as I was sneered at by others or pushed into lockers. Nowadays, people would let me be or actually even smile or talk to me. I wished that I would have been able to tell my past self this and let them know that it does get better. I had a loving boyfriend, a family and friends who loved me, people accepted me, I was on the brink of possibly going to one of the greatest performing arts colleges in New York and the New Directions had just won Nationals. Life was good.

"Kurt!" I stopped at the sound of Rachel Berry yelling my name and let out a sigh, feeling a slight headache coming on.

I turned around and waited for my friend to reach me, "Yes Rachel?"

"Have you finally decided whether you're going to open your letter from NYADA with me?" My friend demanded, looking extremely determined, "I want to open my letter with the two most important people in my life: my best friend and my fiancé. Finn's fine with it but you're the one who is being difficult! You know you want to!"

"Look Rachel, it's a very sweet offer," I tried to explain, wishing there was some way of letting Rachel down gently, "I think it might be better for us to open our letters individually. I kind of want to be on my own when I open it or I might let Blaine be there. It's a huge moment in our lives and it determines what path we take next. I'd be too stressed out if the three of us opened our letters together. I'd be worried about mine, worried about yours and worried about Finn's! That amount of stress would probably cause my skin to break out some hideous acne and I can't have that happening right before graduation! These photos will be displayed and shown for the rest of my life so I have to look flawless! I appreciate the offer Rachel but I'm going to have to pass. Maybe we could text one another afterwards and share our news?"

Rachel just stared at me in shock. I wondered if she had ever been told no before. This was usually the part where she would normally throw a tantrum or would storm off. On this occasion, she chose the former.

"Fine then Kurt Hummel! I see how it is!" Rachel seethed at me, "I'll be opening my letter with Finn and sharing my news with him because that's what you do when you love someone. Obviously we're not good enough for you!"

After that Rachel stormed off, showing me that she still had the ability to throw a tantrum and storm off. She hated not getting her own way but I was standing my ground. I wasn't going to spend my time being a pushover to Rachel Berry, especially if we were going to live in New York together. I would not let her become a terrible diva when we were there. A diva was all about talent, not having a terrible attitude and demanding ridiculous things. Rachel was talented but that didn't mean she was better than everyone.

I shook my head at Rachel's attitude, before heading down the hallway to the classroom at the end. I had study hall this period so I had arranged to meet Blaine. The good thing about it basically being the end of the school year was that there wasn't really anything for me to do. I planned to sit and read the book 'Paper Towns' by John Green, while occasionally helping Blaine finish his essay on fairy tale elements in 'Jane Eyre'. I had actually written a similar essay so I could offer my boyfriend a few pointers if he needed them.

I sat down at a table and pulled out my book. There were a few other people in the room but they were all focused on whatever they were doing. I opened my book to the page where the bookmark resided and started reading. I allowed myself to get lost in the book and only focus on that. I was intrigued to know where Margo had gone and if Quentin aka 'Q' would ever find her.

Suddenly I felt something wet on my cheek and I turned to see my boyfriend sitting next to me, "Hey handsome."

I smiled back at him, "Hello gorgeous."

Blaine laughed at that, "'Funny Girl'? Really babe?"

"Well if the shoes fits..." I winked at Blaine, causing him to laugh harder.

I returned to my book as Blaine pulled his essay out of his bag and started reading through it, editing as he went through it. I could hear him muttering to himself as he read parts of his essay out just to make sure that they made sense. I glanced at his work a couple of times and made a few suggestions which he appreciated.

I was just reading about Q trying to look for any clues that Margo might have left when I heard a loud sigh. I saw Blaine slump slightly out of the corner of my eye. I was immediately concerned so I placed my bookmark in place and put my book down.

"Sweetie?" I gently rubbed Blaine's arm in an attempt to comfort him, "What's wrong?"

Blaine shook his head, "It's silly. It just suddenly hit me how close your graduation is and then you'll be off to New York. It's just... I'll really miss you baby."

"I'll really miss you too," I replied, knowing the approaching year would be challenging, "We're going to make this work. We're both committed to this relationship and we're going to do everything in our power to get through this year together."

Blaine smiled sadly at me, "I know that, my love. I know we're going to be just fine, but I still hate that I won't be able to hold you in my arms whenever I want to. The most I've see of your beautiful self will be on my computer screen via Skype."

I rested my hand on the nape of my boyfriend's neck, "I know sweetie, I know. I wish this could be easier for us but there's nothing we can do. We'll visit each other when we can but we have to just make the use of social media. It's one year. We can do it!"

Blaine leaned in and quickly kissed me, making sure no one was watching us, "I love you so much Kurt. I'm never saying goodbye to you."

I raised my eyebrow in response as we pulled away, "I believe you just stole my line. Oh, and I love you too."

We leaned in for another kiss before focusing back on the essay and the book. I knew we would be okay. Of course it would suck and the distance would drive us insane, but we were committed to one another. We would not be one of those high school couples that fail at the first hurdle after graduating. We would show everyone that true love and being committed does conquer all.

(break)

The mail came as I was about to leave for school. I was literally picking up my satchel to leave with Finn when my Dad came running into the room, clutching several envelopes in his hand.

"Boys, they're here! You have a letter from NYADA Kurt! You have one from the Actor's Studio Finn!" Dad was yelling, practically bouncing around the room.

I took my letter from my Dad and stared at it, wondering what my fate was. Was it an acceptance or a fail?

"Open them you two!" Dad exclaimed, glancing between the two of us.

Finn shook his head, "I promised Rachel. She'd kill me if I didn't open it with her. Plus we're going to be late. We'll let you know this evening, okay?"

Dad glanced at me as I still hadn't said anything but nodded at Finn, "Okay, that's fine. I'll be here when you get home to hear how you got on. Good luck boys, I'm so proud of both of you."

My Dad clapped us both on the shoulder before heading into the kitchen. I shoved my letter in my satchel and headed out of the door, with Finn on my trail. I couldn't believe I finally had my NYADA letter. I was terrified. I drove us to school in my Navigator, neither of us speaking. It was weird to think that the answer to our future was lying in both of our bags.

We bumped into Rachel immediately as we set foot into the school building. She was standing there clutching at her NYADA letter, obviously waiting for my brother. She gave me a look to see if I was going to change my mind but I shook my head. I only wanted to open this letter with Blaine presence, not an overbearing Rachel. If I didn't get in and she did, she would try and comfort me by making it all about her and how I was going to be there when she triumphed at NYADA. If it was the other way around, Rachel would probably blame me for putting her off by not singing my original choice of song. I wanted to be in a safe environment where no matter what the letter said, I was loved and that it would be okay.

"Hey baby," I looked away from the nervous couple to find my own boyfriend walking down the corridor towards me.

I quickly started walking towards him and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the choir room. I could hear Blaine questioning me but for a second I blocked that out. I had to open this letter now. I let go of Blaine once we were safely inside the choir room with the door locked. I didn't want anyone to come in while I was finding out my fate. I knew Finn and Rachel would probably go to the auditorium as they claimed that was their space since they had had their first kiss there in our sophomore year when Finn was still dating Quinn.

"Kurt what's going on?" Blaine demanded as he took a seat in the front room, "You're scaring me."

I pulled my NYADA letter out of my satchel and showed it to my boyfriend, "This arrived this morning. My Dad gave it to me as I was leaving. It's here. It's actually here."

I could feel myself starting to freak out. Blaine leapt out of his feet and wrapped his arms around my waist, comforting me and showing me that he was there for me.

"I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere," Blaine told me, his thumbs making small circles on my hips in an attempt to soothe me, "No matter what that letter says, everything is going to be okay. We'll figure it all out. Now, can you open the letter or do you want me to do it for you?"

I took a deep breath, "I need to do this."

I moved out of Blaine's arms and gave my satchel to Blaine, who put it on a chair next to his. I opened the envelope with trembling fingers and pulled the letter from NYADA out. I quickly scanned the page, wanting to know what my fate was.

After a few moments of silence, the former Warbler lost his cool, "Well? What does it say? Kurt? What does it say?"

I could feel my eyes brimming with tears. I couldn't believe it.

"Kurt?" Blaine sounded extremely concerned, "Baby, what is it?"

"I got in," I managed to whisper, "I got into NYADA! I'm going to New York!"

Suddenly I found myself swept off my feet and in Blaine's arms. He had picked me up and was spinning me around, causing me to shriek with laughter. Blaine continued holding me up as he pulled me down for a kiss. To give ourselves some stability, I wrapped my legs around his waist and eagerly kissed him back. My head was whirling with everything that had happened. I had got into my dream school in New York City and I was currently re-enacting 'The Notebook' kiss without the rain.

Eventually Blaine and I pulled apart and he set me down on my feet, before pulling me into a wordless hug. I grinned as I buried my face in my boyfriend's shoulder, unable to believe how good my life was.

"Oh crap, I didn't hurt your ribs did I?" Blaine asked in panic, looking at me horrified.

I rolled my eyes, "Stop asking me that! I'm fine. I will tell you if they hurt. I get the occasional pain rarely which causes me to wince, but I am fine."

"Okay then. Oh I'm so proud of you baby," Blaine said with tears in his eyes as he let go of me, "You're going to show the world how amazing you are. Of course NYADA was going to accept you. It would have been an absolute joke if you hadn't got in."

I smiled at the boy I loved, "Thank you so much sweetie. Thank you for supporting me. I literally don't know what I'd do without you. I also can't believe we did 'The Notebook' kiss in school!"

I leaned in to kiss Blaine once again, "I love you so much."

"I love you too, so much Kurt Hummel. Remember I promised to kiss you whenever and wherever you want. I know how much you love doing 'The Notebook' kiss. One day we'll get to do the kiss in the rain," Blaine grinned, winking at me.

As I re-read my letter, Blaine went and unlocked the choir room door as pretty soon our fellow New Directions members would start coming in for Glee club practice. I feel giddy as I read the contents of my letter, letting me know that I had a place with NYADA and that Madam Carmen Tibideaux was impressed with my audition. It felt like it was all a dream and that I could wake up from it at any moment.

Blaine pulled me into another hug and we just revelled in the news that I had got into the school that I wanted. We just held one another until our moment was interrupted by the door bursting open, causing us to pull apart.

"Kurt?" Of course it was Rachel, "Oh Kurt, I see Blaine is consoling you. I see you didn't get in. I'm sorry to hear that. It's weird to think that I got in and you didn't. I guess that's the way it has to be."

Before I could say anything, Blaine leapt to my defence, "Actually Rachel, Kurt got in. We were celebrating and I was telling him how proud I was of him. Carmen Tibideaux congratulated him and said she was impressed with his audition. He was the one of the two of you who truly deserved to get into NYADA and he did. It makes complete sense that he got in!"

Rachel look stunned for a second, "I'm going to look past your little outburst Blaine Warbler. So we both got in? We're both going to New York!"

I shook my head at Rachel's refusal to acknowledge what my boyfriend had said to her. I nodded in response to her question, which made her squeal and throw her arms around me. I hugged her back, a smile on my face at the fact that we were going to New York.

I suddenly remember my stepbrother, causing me to pull away, "Hang on Rachel, what about Finn? How did he do?"

Rachel solemnly shook her head, "He didn't get in. It's okay though as he can follow me to New York and just live in the city."

"Rachel that's not really a good idea," I tried to explain to the adamant girl, "It might be better for Finn to stay in Lima and try to figure out what he wants to do, rather than being lost in New York."

"No!" Rachel screeched, "Finn is my fiancé and I have to go to New York. I have to be in New York!"

The Jewish diva turned and walked away, sitting down in her usual seat in the choir room. I rolled my eyes at Blaine, knowing that I should have guessed how selfish my friend could be. I felt really sorry for my brother and I would try and help him as much as possible.

Finn shuffled into the room at that moment, looking a little down in the dumps. I immediately headed over to my brother and threw my arms around him, letting him know I was there for him. Finn hugged me back and buried his face in my shoulder. I hugged him a little tighter, knowing that he only did that when he was really upset.

"Finn I'm so sorry," I whispered as we pulled away.

Finn just shrugged, "It's okay. I just hate the idea that I'm not good enough. It has made me realise that acting isn't the right path for me. I now need to take some time to figure out what I want to do."

"I'll support you no matter what, okay?" I told my stepbrother, giving him a reassuring smile, "You're brilliant at so many things and you'll find what you want to do."

"I might stay in Lima and maybe see if I could help out with Glee club? I think I'll be good at that," Finn thought, his eyes suggesting that he was lost in thought.

I smiled at that idea, "Maybe that'll be something for you to consider. You're a brilliant leader Finn. Start off with that."

Finn grinned at me before his face suddenly dropped, "Oh crap! Kurt, what about you?"

"I got in," I replied with a soft smile.

I was picked up for the second time as Finn pulled me into his arms and lifted me up, congratulating me and telling me how proud he was of me.

"Dude I knew you'd get in!" Finn exclaimed, grinning at me as if there was nothing troubling him, "Your audition with that song where you wore that really tight gold pants was amazing. I'm so proud of you little brother!"

I grinned back at Finn, feeling overwhelmed, "Thank you Finn. That means so much to me."

"What the hell is going on here?" I heard Santana's voice appear out of nowhere.

Finn put me down and we turned to see that the rest of the New Directions and Mr Schue had entered the choir room and were just watching us in confusion.

"Kurt got into NYADA!" Finn yelled, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

To my utter amazement, everyone cheered and starting running towards me. My eyes widened in terror before I found myself in the middle of a group hug. I couldn't stop laughing as all my friends starting chanting my name and congratulating me.

As everyone started to separate, Santana pulled me into another hug and whispered, "I'm so proud of you. You deserved this and I know you kicked ass in your audition. I love you Porcelain. Don't tell anyone I said that."

I winked at Santana as I mouthed, "Thank you. I love you too," causing the girl to smile.

Unfortunately the moment was cut short, "What about me? I got in too!"

Rachel was standing up with her arms crossed, looking seriously annoyed, "I got accepted into NYADA and no one is congratulating me like you are with Kurt."

"Look Berry, we are happy for you," Santana said, her hands on her hips, "It's just that Hummel here really deserved it. He worked hard for it and got in because he killed it in his audition. Brittany told me how good he was. You on the other hand choked twice. There is no way in hell that you should have got in. You did because you pestered the Dean of the school and practically stalked her until she heard you sing again. I don't know how you convinced her but somehow she came to Nationals. My boy Kurt here got in due to his insane talent, while you got in because you are annoying and persistent. So yeah, well done for getting in but it's basically down to you forcing the Dean to give you a place."

I tried not to smile as Santana said everything I was thinking. Everyone else was probably thinking it too but Miss Lopez was the only one who would dare to say it.

"Everyone has off days!" Rachel tried to argue back, but Santana just shook her head.

"You can't have off days when you're doing Broadway," Quinn piped up, "It's actually quite ridiculous when you think about you getting in. I can't believe the Dean left you in. But what's done is done and we are proud of you."

Rachel didn't say anything and simply sat back down in her seat, her arms crossed and an annoyed look on her face.

Mr Schue clapped his hands together, "Right everyone please sit down. Congratulations to you Kurt. Your rendition of 'Not the Boy Next Door' was fantastic. You'll do so well at NYADA. Well done to you too Rachel. I'm sure you'll be the star you want to be there. Now, let's get back to our farewell songs.

As Blaine and I sat down, my boyfriend leaned over and whispered, "Who's going to tell your Dad? You've got to let me do it!"

I sighed before nodding, unable to stop a smile from spreading across my face. I had got into NYADA. I was going to New York and I was going to live there. I couldn't wait.

(break)

I stood behind Finn as we waited for Principal Figgins to call our names. I loved wearing my robe as it made me feel like I was at Hogwarts and made me wish that I had actually gone to Hogwarts. I could imagine Blaine and I both being in Gryffindor. I knew I probably had a few Slytherin traits but I was a Gryffindor who dwelled at hear. Blaine had a few Hufflepuff tendencies as well.

We were wearing our red graduation gown and hats, getting ready for our last moments as a high school student. I couldn't wait to walk out in front of everyone and accept my diploma. As they read out your name, they announced what college you would be going to as well. I was secretly happy it would be announced to everyone that I had got into a college that only accepted the best twenty students. If you weren't going to college or hadn't gotten into one, Principal Figgins would just announce that that particular student was taking a year out.

My family and my friends who were only juniors were sitting in the auditorium waiting to see me at that very moment. I heard Finn's name called and gave my stepbrother a thumbs up before he walked into the auditorium to cheers and applause. I knew I was next and I was mentally preparing myself. I watched from the back as Finn crossed the stage and received his diploma. I felt so proud of him. Even though he wasn't going to college, I could see him there one day, maybe studying music or even becoming a teacher like Mr Schue.

"Kurt Hummel, New York Academy of Dramatic Arts."

There was a massive cheer that arose from the audience and I glanced towards the sound, seeing all of my family and some of the New Directions. I made my way through the audience and I could feel myself getting emotional. This was it. I was leaving high school. As I pasted Blaine, he handed me his personalised handkerchief and leaned in to kiss my cheek. I grinned at him as I continued making my way to the stage. I climbed up the few steps leading to the stage before walking across it. The cheering got louder and I suddenly heard my Dad yell out, "That's my boy!"

It immediately reminded me of the football game at McKinley when I led the team to victory with the Single Ladies dance.

I waved to my loved ones before making my way over to Ms Pillsbury. She handed me my diploma and smiled at me, seeing I was emotional. I smiled back at her before giving her a quick hug. I turned back to the audience. I did a high kick as I moved the tassel to the other side, causing more cheers. I turned back to stand next to my friends and found myself between Finn and Quinn. The latter pulled me into a hug and kissed my cheek. I could see Quinn was getting emotional as well so I held her hand once we pulled apart. Finn wrapped his arm around my shoulders as he grinned at me. I was so proud of us all. We had survived high school. After everything I had been through, I had survived it. Now it was full steam towards NYADA and New York City!