Football singularity-Chapter 342 Graduation

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[Saturday, 28th/July/2019, Rex Home, 12:00]

The sun bathed the open-air Eagles football field in golden hues, the sky a canvas of soft blues and scattered clouds. Rows of folding chairs filled the lawn, occupied by families brimming with pride and anticipation. Students who were now young adults were dressed in red gowns, with the occasional gold and blue shawl for those who were recognised for their academic achievements.

Sitting at centre stage facing the stage excited murmurs resounded every now and then as they enjoyed the moment. After 4 years of gruelling high school education and 3 years of confusion as middle schoolers, today they were being rewarded for their efforts. On the stage, a podium stood adorned with garlands of the school colours, while behind it, a banner read: "Red Oak Preparatory Class of 2019: Overcomers."

Emma Rex was the picture of poised brilliance in her gold cap and red gown as she stood Next to the podium waiting for Dean Oak to introduce her. "Finally, please welcome to the podium, not only Red Oaks class of 2019 Valedictorian but also a US President scholar, Ms Emma Luisa Rex," clapping and cheering sound resounded in the football field as not only the students but also the parents in attendance all joined hands.

"Emma is one only in 3 in the entire school district of Orlando to be awarded this distinction, Emma is the daughter of Lisa and Ben Rex, and she will be giving her talents to the University of Cambridge in the UK," Another bout of cheering resounded throughout the field with the loudest voice all being that of Emma’s father Ben. If any of his employees were to see him acting this rowdy they’d question where their all-so-serious CEO went.

"Emma has a 5.59 HPA and a perfect 4.0 GPA, Emma we are very proud of your accomplishments," Dean Oak stated with a bright smile before proceeding to shake hands with her. Following that he made for her settling down in his designated seat allowing her to make her valedictorian address.

Emma stepped up to the podium, the sunlight catching the golden tassel on her cap as it swayed gently in the breeze. She took a moment to glance out at the sea of faces—friends, teachers, family, and classmates who had become her entire world over the years. Her turquoise-gold eyes shimmered with pride and emotion, taking a moment to savour the feeling as both their support and her hard work bore fruit.

She adjusted the microphone again, leaned forward, and smiled warmly at the audience. "Good afternoon, Red Oak Preparatory, class of 2019! I’d like to welcome all faculty, alumni, friends, Family and distinguished guests to the 89th commencement ceremony."

"I’d like to apologise in advance for any music reference for my brother helped me tweak my speech, some of you might know of him as he is better known as the guy who accidentally started 3 food fights," her words once again caused a bout of laughter from the those in the audience as Rakim tried his best to avoid his mother’s gaze.

"I’m just clumsy, that one time I slipped, ....and the last time my hand moved on its own. I think that’s the week I had Kryptonite poisoning," Rakim rapidly explained, coming up with various explanations trying to plead his innocence, each one more ridiculous than the last. Lucky for him his sister continued speaking drawing everyone’s attention, but he could still sense her occasional glances.

"On a more serious note, let me just say—wow. We made it! ’As a group, we did indeed start from the very bottom, now it looks like the whole team’s here,’ And to think, it only took four years, six coffee addictions, two Fortnite phases, one Game of Thrones meltdown, and countless hours pretending we knew what trigonometry was for." Laughter rippled throughout the crowd, allowing Emma to pause and catch her breath, letting it settle.

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"To our parents—thank you for supporting us, even when we swore that writing a paper at 3 a.m. was a ’strategic choice’ for peak creativity. To our teachers—thank you for giving us grades we probably didn’t deserve after those ’strategic choices.’ And to Google and SparkNotes—honestly, we wouldn’t be here without you."

Emma paused for dramatic effect, letting the laughter subside before leaning in again with a mischievous grin. "And to the inventors of group chats—you gave us the illusion that we were doing homework together while really just sharing memes. Heroes of our time, Truly."

Another ripple of laughter filled the football field as the graduates exchanged knowing glances, some pretending to look anywhere but at their parents.

She straightened, her tone softening. "But seriously, being here today is no small feat. Each of us has had our own dragons to slay—whether that was mastering calculus, surviving a group project with that one person who always ghosted, or dealing with heartbreaks that felt like the end of the world. And let’s not forget the year the Wi-Fi went out for a week. That was a true test of resilience."

The crowd chuckled again, this time joined by murmurs of agreement from the faculty. Emma took a steadying breath, her turquoise-gold eyes scanning the audience until they landed on her family. Her voice grew warmer. "To my parents, Mom and Dad—thank you for being my biggest cheerleaders. Mom, for always reminding me to dream bigger, and Dad, for teaching me that hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work hard. And my friends—"

She pointed dramatically at where Olivia and May sat "—thank you for your...creative interpretations of the rules. Honestly, my life would be dull without you, and I wouldn’t know half the person I am today thank you,"

Emma’s voice shifted to a reflective tone as she addressed the class. "Class of 2019, we are stepping into a world that’s fast-paced, unpredictable, and sometimes, downright intimidating. But if there’s one thing high school has taught us, it’s that we’re more than ready. Whether you’re heading to college, jumping straight into work, or taking a gap year to figure it all out, remember you’re not defined by your setbacks but by how you rise from them."

She paused again, her voice tinged with emotion. "And let’s be honest, if we can survive senior year math, awkward prom photos, and the great cafeteria taco incident of 2018, we can survive anything." The crowd burst into laughter and applause, some wiping tears of mirth.

Emma lifted her chin, her tone brightening as she closed. "As we move forward, let’s remember to be kind, to laugh often, and to work hard. Let’s be the generation that doesn’t just make history but changes it for the better. And when in doubt, remember the wise words of Beyoncé: ’Who runs the world? We do.’ Congratulations, Red Oak Class of 2019!"

The grounds erupted into cheers, whistles, and applause. Emma stepped back from the podium, her cap gleaming in the sunlight as she waved to the crowd. As she returned to her seat, of honour on the stage next to other high-performing students. They were seated next to the deans, invited Alumni who had gone to achieve great things and the man of honour Florida’s current governor.

The ceremony continued in full swing as more speakers were given the chance to speak with the students barely staying polite enough to not talk too loudly. Eventually, Carl Browns the Governor of the state of Florida stepped up to the podium giving a short speech before starting to announce the graduates’ names.

One by one, students ascended the stage to receive their diplomas. Cheers erupted from different sections of the crowd as names were called, with proud parents and friends whooping and hollering. "May Parker graduating with honours" Rakim his family and May’s stepmother stood up to cheer their voices easily reaching the girl on stage. Her father was also in attendance, but he had received a call moments ago and had to leave to take it.

"And now, we honour the valedictorian of the Class of 2019, Emma Rex!" The crowd erupted once more, as Emma walked across the stage shaking Dean Oaks hands and received her diploma from Governor Browns. After the ceremony concluded, the graduates tossed their caps into the air, a flurry of red and gold filling the sky.

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To Be Continued...

[End of Volume 3]