No. What does that mean?” Drew asked, kicking back in his chair outside Washingtonville’s very own Starbucks. The sun was shining as it started to dip toward the horizon, and half the school was either loitering on the sidewalk in the center of their quaint Pennsylvania town or hanging out inside the coffee shop. In the warm air, Drew could practically taste the impending summer and all the delicious freedom it would bring.
“It means that in exactly six weeks, graduation will happen, and we will officially be seniors,” Tamara announced.
That got the entire table’s attention. Drew and his friends whistled and cheered, lifting their iced teas and lattes toward the sky. Drew reached across the table to slap hands with Jason Szonyi, his best friend and fellow football player, enjoying the camaraderie of the moment. Every time Drew thought about being a senior, he felt a lightness in his chest that he’d never experienced before.
Senior year. The entire social hierarchy of Washingtonville High was going to change, and Drew Benson, as president of the senior class and starting quarterback of the football team, was going to be on top. He and his friends were going to rule the school and dominate on the field. Best of all, Drew’s older brother, Trey, would finally, finally, be gone. The great Trey Benson was actually going to be forced to abdicate his throne.
Thanks a lot. Nice and clear accent!