The Graduation

So I was very cool with my boyfriend’s family and had known them for close to two years. They lived out of state, about 300 miles, so I would only see them when I joined my boyfriend (when my schedule permitted) on a road trip, which was about 3-4 times a year. Anyway, my boyfriend wanted me to accompany him to visit his family for a special occasion: his little brother was graduating high school. [YAY!]  I thought that was all fine and dandy and was excited to attend the ceremony because his brother was such a great kid with a bright future.  The only problem was that my boyfriend planned on driving up…