1 month later,
All of my old friends decided to live in California since they finished early. For I, I went to Stanford with my friends.
The orchid that Max had gave me was quarter dried already. We never kept in contact ever since he left that morning.
Jack and I are together and unfortunately, Penelope and Pete broke up because somehow they kept fighting 24/7.
I guess life changes for all of us. The flowers help me throughout steps of life. Everything changes somehow, some day and sometimes.
Life is never perfect for anything or anyone.
And I just need to be me, and go through those flowers as my memories instead of photographs and albums.
And those flowers I may call, are Flower Steps.
Flower Steps are memory flowers.
Even if I have ups and downs throughout now or never, it doesn't matter. That's how life goes.
We have to be strong.
Then I got hit by a water balloon.
"Jack!" I shrieked.
He ran away and I picked up a water balloon and threw it at him.
I laughed, he laughed.
Let your inner you come out.
And that's what you call being yourself.