I nervously shook my hands at my side as I paced back and forth, my heels clicking against the tiled floor.

"What's wrong with you?" Liam whispered, arriving beside me with a concerned look.

I let out a sigh, shaking my head as I reached out to fix his tie. "I'm just nervous." I explained, "Does my hair look okay?" I wondered, blindly reaching up to try and smooth out any stray pieces.

Liam let out a laugh, "Syd, you look perfect." he promised, a smile coming to his face as he silently studied my face.

"FIVE MINUTES!" One of the teachers yelled from the front of the gymnasium where we were all gathered. "Caps and gowns on, and find ensure you're in the right spot in line!"

I gave Liam a nervous look as I placed the cap on my head, straightening the graduation gown that hung off my body.

He grinned, leaning forward to press a kiss to my lips. "I have to get to my spot," he explained, "I'll see you after. You've got this babe, just walk and smile."

I rolled my eyes as he turned and basically skipped away. He was way too excited for this, no sense of nerves at all.

Like everything, I couldn't really pinpoint the root of my nerves, but I had a feeling it had something to do with change. I wasn't great with change.

I let out a shaky sigh, scanning the long line of students to find Mason and Corey. They were all ahead of me in the line, and I found them quickly. Mason caught my eye, giving me a quick wave and a smile.

I couldn't help but smile back, the nerves slowly beginning to fade. This was it...my last official day in Beacon Hills High School.

"It's go time!" Another one of the teachers yelled, the doors swinging open. As the line began to move out toward the field where our graduation was being held, I felt a sense of nostalgia settle over me. I couldn't believe that we were done here, we were growing up, moving on.

I smiled at the boy in front of me as he glanced around, a nervous look similar to mine covered his face. His face relaxed slightly as he let out a small laugh, "Can't believe we made it. Time flies."

I nodded, grinning as we walked through the doors, "Does it ever."

---

The ceremony had been going on for well over an hour, and I was yet to accept my diploma. Corey, Liam and Mason all had already done so. I clapped so hard for each of them I was sure my hands would be sore the next day. I especially clapped for Liam, who quickly found me in the crowd. He was beaming as he had accepted his diploma.

Now, I stood at the side of the stage, nervously waiting for my name to be called. There were only three people in front of me. I swear in that moment my mind flashed through the last four years I had spent here. The people I had met, the things I had done. I had been a totally different person when I had entered through these door for the first time.

"Sydney McCall."

My eyes widened as I realized it was my turn to walk the stage. I let out a flustered sigh, rushing to walk up the stairs. I tuned out the voice of the teacher who was reading over my future plans. Instead, I focus on walking and smiling like Liam had instructed me. But, I also focused my attention on the crowd.

It wasn't hard to find my family. Scott and Stiles were both standing up, hooting and hollering as my mom and dad attempted to take pictures beside them. Argent sat on the other side of my mom, smiling proudly at me. I had asked him to come, knowing he deserved to see a daughter graudate. He may not have been my biological father, but he had been there for me like one.

I felt myself laugh at the two idiots I called my brothers as I walked across the stage. Eventually, I tore my eyes away from them, diverting my attention to Liam who was grinning at me. He let out a cheer as I accepted my diploma.

As soon as it had started, it was done. I had accepted my diploma and successfully made it off the stage without tripping and falling.

I returned to my seat, my eyes catching Liam who had turned to look at me.

"We did it!" he mouthed, holding up his diploma with a large smile. I let out a quiet laugh, nodding back at him.

I was giddy in my seat the rest of the ceremony, excited to see my family and Liam once this was all over.

After what felt like hours, the MC introduced us as the class of 2015, and with that, cheers erupted across the field of hundreds of hats flew into the air.

It was officially over.

---

"Syd!"

I spun around to see Scott and Stiles making their way through the gym toward me, wide smile on both of their faces.

"You did it!" Scott cheered, wasting no time in pulling me into a tight hug. I let out a laugh as he lifted me from the ground.

"Where's mom and dad?" I questioned, glancing around the crowd.

Scott nodded over his shoulder. "Dad wanted cake." he explained.

I grinned and nodded, "Of course he did."

I then looked over at Stiles who was shoving his own piece of cake into his mouth. I rose my brows. "That good, Stiles?"

He gave me a thumbs up before trying to talk through the large piece in his mouth. "Good job, Syd." he commended. "Very proud of you."

I let out another laugh as I watched him. "I wouldn't have made it through without you guys." I credited, "You showed me all the ropes."

Scott gave me a soft smile as he seemingly recalled a memory. "I remember watching you on your first day in high school." he recalled, "Literally, Stiles and I just stood at our lockers watching you to make sure you were okay."

Stiles, who had finished his cake, nodded his head to confirm the story as I gave them both an amused look. "Well that's a bit creepy." I muttered, watching as their faces fell before letting out a laugh. "I'm kidding. Thank you." I smiled, pulling the two boys toward me in a hug. "You're the best big brother's a girl could ask for."

A grunt fell from Stiles' lips as someone jumped on him from behind, joining our group hug. I craned my neck to see that it was Liam, watching all of us with wide grins as he wrapped his arms around the group of us.

"I've been looking for you everywhere!" I exclaimed, quickly pulling away from Scott and Stiles to let Liam pull me into our own hug. My brother and Stiles pouted as I took my attention off of them.

"Pretty rude." Stiles muttered, to which Scott nodded in agreement. "Last I checked we're the ones who showed her all the ropes." he added.

I playfully rolled my eyes as I looked at them over Liam's shoulder, "Go get some more cake." I ordered, "I'll see you at home."

The two of them shared a look before shrugging, instantly taking off back toward the refreshments table.

As I watched them go, I pulled away from Liam, reaching out to straighten his tie for the what felt like the hundredth time today. "Where were you?"

He let out an exasperated sigh, "My mom has been taking a million pictures." he explained. "The only reason I got away was because she wanted me to find you so she could take some of both of us."

I giggled, nodding toward where his mother was standing, snapping sneaky photos of the two of us. "I think we'd better get over there." I advised, "And just a warning, my mom will want to take a million too."

Liam grinned, taking a hold of my hand, "Well then I'd guess we'd better get smiling."

So that's exactly what we did. Liam and I posed for what felt like a thousand photos as both of our mom's instructed us on what to do, where to look, how to hold each other. My mom also had Stiles and Scott pose for a few photos with me. Despite the excessive amounts of photos, I couldn't help but smile through all of them...I was happy.

---

That night, Liam and I laid in my bed. He tracing the outlines of my fingers with his own.

"I can't believe we're done." he breathed, turning his head to look over at me. "We did it."

I smiled, nodding as I wrapped my fingers around his. "We did." I echoed before adding, "Thank God you got kicked out of Devenford, eh? Otherwise we'd never would have met."

Liam scoffed, trying to feign offence. "Yeah, thank God." he muttered before a playful grin overtook his expression.

I grinned, leaning over to pull his face toward mine. He pulled me closer, pressing our lips together as his hands snaked around my waist.

We were still tangled together as my bedroom door swung open. I pulled away from Liam with wide eyes to see Stiles standing there, hands on his hips with a snickering Scott behind him.

"We've gone over this." Stiles announced, giving me a pointed look, "Door open."

"Stiles." I growled, my eyes darkening as I pushed myself from the bed. "I'm going to kill you!"

He took off down the hall, screaming for Scott and Liam to help him as I chased after him, trying to contain my laughter that was begging to escape.

I could hear Liam and Scott breaking into fits of laughter as Stiles darted into Scott's washroom and locked the door.

"Scott?" I called, exiting his room, "Can you break the door down?"

"No!" Stiles screamed from behind the closed door. I finally let a laugh escape, brushing past Scott back to my bedroom.

"Keep him in there all night." I muttered.

Scott laughed for a moment, before narrowing his eyes at Liam. "Seriously though." he instructed, "Door stays open."

Liam's face fell as he quickly nodded. "Y-yeah." he promised with wide eyes.

I rolled my eyes as I pushed the door open all the way. "Happy now?" I questioned expectantly.

My brother nodded, giving me a soft smile. "Very."

Scott soon turned and left, and I could eventually hear him trying to convince Stiles that it was okay to leave the washroom. I smiled to myself, recalling old times when the two of them were home all the time.

I didn't get to see them as much anymore, with them both being away at school, and I knew that our visits would become even more sporadic now that Liam and I were both leaving for school. Yet, I knew I always had them. They were my brothers.

Same with Lydia and Malia. We were a pack, and nothing could break us up. We were always going to be there for each other, and that made me the happiest girl in the world.