Yearbooks were opened to different pages as multiple pairs of eyes scanned the pages of pictures, quotes and memories. Laughter was intermittently heard among the chatter and exchanging of conversations between friends. Quietly sitting at your desk, you had your favorite book opened as your eyes slowly moved from left to right, soaking up every printed word on the page. Ear buds sat in your ears as your favorite tunes played softly in the background soaking in the final days before graduation.

Turning the page in your book, you lifted your eyes to see everyone signing each other’s yearbooks, scanning the room you slowly allowed your eyes to drift back down to the next page. Continuing on with your story, the sound of a chair being pulled against the tile floor below caught your muffled hearing. Lifting your head, a familiar face sat across the desk from you, pulling one of the ear buds from your ear, a smile pulled on your lips.

“What’s shakin’, V?” You placed your finger at your place on the page as V shimmied his shoulders causing you to laugh, being one of the many inside jokes between the two of you.

Hearing your angelic laugh, he began to laugh and shimmy his shoulders a little more as you continued to laugh. Catching a few eyes from around the room, V slowed his shoulders as his hand lifted to cover his smile.

“Hey, hey, hey” V slowly pulled his hand away from his lips and rested his head on his hand instead showing you his beautiful brown eyes in an attempt to capture your attention, “I have a question to ask you.”

“Then I probably have an answer” You replied as your laughter faded yet the smile outfitting your lips didn’t waver.

“May I write in your yearbook?” He pointed shyly to the pristine yearbook sitting quietly on your desk.

“You haven’t missed a year yet, so why would you miss our Senior yearbook?” You pushed the book towards him with a smile.

“But on one condition” V paused as he produced his own copy of the identical yearbook. “You sign mine as well.”

“Deal” You smiled, happily taking his yearbook, you slowly flipped open the cover, seeing a few friends messages along the inside of the front cover. They were simple phrases wishing him a good summer or a few hang out requests. Turning to the end of the book, you saw a few more names written on the blank pages before you stumbled upon an empty page with a simple phrase written across the top in his handwriting.

Reserved for _________ ________

The four simple words pulled your lips further apart in an even bigger smile before it slowly faded. “I’m sorry, I don’t have a page dedicated to just you…” You whispered, glancing up and seeing his wide eyes staring down at the blank pages before him.

“Don’t worry, I see that I have all four pages to fill!” V glanced up at you not seeing any writing within your yearbook as of yet.

“You don’t have to fill all of them, most of my yearbooks are pretty empty” You confessed softly while your fingers filed through your pencil bag, trying to find a colored pen that you could write with among the pages.

“I have a few pens, if you’d like” V offered, pulling a bunch of pens that were tightly bound together with a rubber band.

“Thank you” You smiled as you untangled your fingers from the pens in your pencil case before taking one of the banded pens and pulled it out of the grouping.