The car roared to a stop parking at the side of reasonably short road. The July sun beaming intensively down however the trees shaded me like they had done two decades ago. The petite houses seemed to had aged as well; it appeared that the England weather had also taken a tool on them. The once vibrant brown walls of the house had turned dark with moose creeping up the sides. Ahead waited what had been my second home. The tall gates still as black and shiny as I remembered them. Slipping on the sunglasses I walked up to it, inhaling the scent of Coulsdon, damn it had been long. A sign stood at the gate; “welcome back class of 2019.”

The doors laid open without a second doubt I stepped in an overwhelming sense of the past making me stagger. ‘You have got to be kidding me. Is that you Dorcas.’ I flinched at the name, yeah they don’t know I am not Dorcas anymore. I turned around facing a familiar face, her protruding stomach made me stop my advances. ‘Clementine, you look stunning. How are you?’ Pregnancy suited her, her rounded stomach making her appear petite. ‘No, look at you Dorcas, you did go through your growth spurt after all.’ At that I laughed, it was true though during university God apologized by giving me the height I had been missing, ‘Yeah it happened a bit late don’t you think?’ I responded not bothering to correct her

‘Well better late than never.’ She said falling into steps with me. ‘True that Clem true that.’

Arrows directed us to the site of meeting, by the looks of it, it seemed like we were meeting at the sixth form area, the grass surrounding it was filled with familiar faces but aged or maybe matured. ‘Come on let’s go meet the other.” Said Clemmie waddling off to the left closest to the gate leading into the Sixth form building, -this is where I collected my GCSE results.

I knew who it was before they turned around but it was still hard to believe, Misha and Paulina, again after the termination of school you could say I attempted to keep in touch, but it was a rather weak attempt.

Feeling awkward and uncomfortable I let Clementine do the talking, ‘Guess who I met at the gate.’ I smiled as it seemed like the right thing to do.

The two started gushing over many things, I responded when it seemed necessary. I found out that Paulina did indeed become a police officer and she is looking to apply to be a detective soon, her aim is eventually becoming a sergeant. Misha on the other hand had become a dentist, it paid well she said.

Mingling continued until late unable to take anymore awkward chatter I excused myself. Woodcote had been fun but that chapter of myself ended when I picked up my results and it cannot be forced open.