Ok, first of all I' am extremely sorry about the wait. I know it was years, but I had no idea how to finish the story. Yes this is the final chapter! Exciting, right?!

Ok disclaimer: these are all Louise Rennison's Characters etc.

Hope its ok!...

2 months later

Wednesday November 17th

8.00am

It's been a while, since that night. Months, actually.

Do you know how long a month is?

30 or 31 days. That's how long.

Oh, and don't even get me started on February.

But that's totally beside the point. The point is that I will probably never get my room back, ever. Dave and Josh are now bunking there, and vati managed to squeeze a bed in Libby's room, because he finally decided I was worth it.

Argh.

Can I just say that the bed is tiny.

Tiny.

Weeny, really.

I hardly fit in it and I'm like, a centimeter tall. So now that Dave and Josh are living here permanently, thank god my mutti and vati had the sense not to adopt them, which would have been awkward, we have literally no space.

Literally. It's just lucky the parents don't catch me and my BF snogging on the cube I call a bed. Yes that's right, we are still going strong.

"Kittykat, if you do not drag that beautiful ass down here this second, we are going to be late!!" I sighed under my breath and chuckled quietly, amused that the bad boy was always the good boy about getting to school on time. Weird.

That boy never ceases to surprise me.

"5 Seconds, I swear." I yelled down in the general direction of the stairs.

"Not if I can help it…" my heart leapt at the sound of his voice, the stuff of fairytales. No, my fairytale.

Sort of.

"Josh, you cannot make me late AGAIN. I swear your brother is going to strangle me soon." He rolled his eyes and wrapped his muscle toned arms around my waist.

"It's not my fault he's jealous." I looked up into his eyes. Jealous? What would Dave have to be jealous about? I mean he was the one who dumped me.

Well, sort of.

After that night our relationship kind of fell apart. It's a shame to say I regret it as well. Josh is great, the best snogging partner in the world. Hot. No, extremely hot. Funny. Smart. Older, not that that makes any difference.

Well, it does, but still. Josh is perfect. Anyone would pick him over Dave, no offence intended. But Dave and I worked, we made sense.

Now, when Josh and I walked into a club or a party, I can tell from everyone's stares that they're thinking 'What is HE doing with someone like HER'.

It kills me to be honest, because Dave always said I was a sexy minx. And you don't know what it feels like to be insignificant next to your date. But I guess I should consider myself lucky, being with a guy like Josh. I'm going to hang on to him forever.

Or for as long as I can.

But going back to Dave. After that night, Dave closed up. He didn't go out often, even when I tried to push him, he just stayed in my old room. While Dave was at the bottom of his social standing, Josh was climbing higher and higher.

He was it. I couldn't say he was as funny and gifted as Dave, but he was slowly getting there.

As I spent more time with Josh, I spent less time with Dave. I mean what could I do? I tried everything, my parents tried everything. Then one night while I was walking home alone from a party, a gang of absolute chavs made their way up to me. I was scared they were going to make me take drugs and join their sad group of sexist boys they called a gang. Thankfully Josh rode in on a white horse, literally this time, it was a themed party of course, and saved the day. I was so angry at Dave for not being there that I ran upstairs to have a talk to him.

Not so much a talk, more of a shout. I talked calmly, I screamed, I shouted, I whispered, I told him what it was like for me, what it was like for everyone, that I knew he needed time to grieve but if he could just let me in. He just sat there staring at me, those beautiful eyes, dark with no light to fill them. I gave up then. I told him I couldn't take it, and I broke us up.

The irony was that the worst thing to happen to me was the best thing to happen to him. He woke up the next day and was at breakfast for the first time in four weeks. The thing was I wasn't there to see it, because of course I was in bed, crying over the break up. It really was irony of the cruelest kind. Rosie and Jas ordered Dave out of the house so I could have my mourning time, so he went over to Tom's for the weekend. It was good for me. And then it got better. Josh asked me out. I can tell you I was shocked.

We went out and had some fun. But it wasn't the best date I'd ever had. After all, Dave the laugh was my souly soul mate, and I'd let him pass.

Ah well. Dave's reaction was non existent. It appeared he didn't care, and I think that's what got to me the most.

All this time he loved me, but when he gives up on life and I start to date his brother HE DOESN'T CARE?

Ahhh well. I better get over it soon.

Plus, now that Dave's back out there, no one knows who to like more, Dave or Josh. They're both funny, in different ways, both hot, both nice, both….everything a girl could ever want.

So why is it that my red bottom is still yearning for the rebel schoolboy over the mature adult?

So now here I' am, still upset over the status of my love life.

Merde.

Again, it's got to be baby Jesus doing this to me, I mean who else? Well there is God himself, but really, am I that important?

Well, yeah. But still.

Josh didn't seem particularly fazed by his dad dying. I mean yeah he cared, but he didn't switch off like Dave. Which is fine, if only a little creepy.

Josh and I broke apart and I skipped down stairs to meet Dave. He had on a look that was scary yet inviting, which was weirdly, well for lack of a better word, weird.

I stayed friends with Dave, even after our whole disaster of a relationship thing. I mean I couldn't really blatantly ignore him after all we'd both been through. Plus I was partly in the wrong too.

"So are you coming with us tonight, or do you have another art show you have to attend?" he looked at me in amusement while I continued to stare at the floor as we walked out the front door.

I know, aren't I just brill at the whole rhyming thing?

"Well I' m not so sure yet. What are you guys doing anyway?" Yeah, so what if I sometimes lie about going out with Josh to spare Dave's feelings. I mean he already knows I'm going out with his brother; it can't hurt to tell him I'm going somewhere else once in a little while.

Or every week.

"Everyone's just chilling at Rosie's I think."

"Awesomeness."

(This giant blank space has a purpose and is not just some random weird thing I decided would look kool, although it IS pretty sweeeeet.)

And that was the end of the conversation.

It had become oddly awkward between me and Dave, even if we had tried to stay friends for the good of the group. We wouldn't want to have another division only weeks after that whole thing with Lydia.

So we sucked it up and this is where we are now.

Oh yeah, so much better than before…

Recess

"Don't you just love it though? I mean it sparkles and it shines and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!!" and then Jas squealed. Everyone cringed in horror, the noise ear piercing.

"Jas shut-up! Yes we know you and Tom are practically married, you've been that way for years. This promise ring doesn't change all that much, so shut your gob and boast in silence." Well that shut her up. It's not that I' m jealous of Jas for getting married or engaged or whatever, it's just we're tired of hearing her rambling on about it for the last 10 hours or so. And yeah, so I' m a teensy bit jealous that she got hitched before me.

But I' m with Da-JOSH JOSH!

"I can't believe you broke up with Rollo and now YOU'RE annoyed that he's going out with someone else?"

"Yes Jas, I know it's completely unreasonable, but this is Rollo! Don't you get it?" I got it alright, even thought it has nothing to do with me or Dave or Josh in any way shape or form.

"Yeh but why did you brake up with him then?" everyone rolled their eyes as if Jas was an absolute noobe.

Which she is, so it wasn't like we were wrong or anything.

"What?"

We all shook our heads like a group of people who were shaking their heads.

Which we were.

"Jazzy spazzy you have o-so much to learn. It's the classic 'wanting what you can't have'. Dar" instead of nodding in understanding she just sat there on the grass with a vair confused look on her face where her eyebrows basically reach her mouth. "Anywho, moving on to brighter subjects, how are you and Josh, Gee?" my eyes flashed up to meet Rosie's, as hers stared into mine with a knowing look.

Oh god she knew,

She knew, she knew, she knew!

But how did she know? I mean I haven't been giving anything away. I've been quiet, kept to myself a bit, hardly ever talked about Josh and just avoided the Dave subject all together…oh right. I see now.

"Josh and I are fine, ta for asking. So guys, any events to put on the calendar?"

3.00pm

It was final period and we were still trying to finalize a location for Sven's birthday. Apparently it was coming up and Rosie insisted we have a party for him, as it was only fair.

"Why can't we just have it at your house, like we ALWAYS do?" Rosie looked at Mabs and sighed.

"My parents will be there." We all gasped in shock. Huh? Rosie's parents home? I've never heard of such an atrocity.

"Yes, yes, all gasp in horror. They are taking 2 weeks off at home, so we can spend more time as a 'family', starting tomorrow. What-eva. But the thing is Sven's birthday is Saturday, so we obviously can't have it at mine."

"Why don't we have it like next week then?" RoRo looked at me like I was stupid. How. Dare. She.

"What?"

"I want it to be on his birthday! I want it to be special! Plus I swear the only two places Sven has ever been are my house and the park. I want to set him free, let him sniff the world around!"

"Now he's not a dog, RoRo. You do realise this, don't you?" she just sniffed and rolled her eyes at me.

"Ah now, don't chuck a Jaz on me..." chucking a Jaz is so obviously getting the huff on such an entirely insignificant thing, it's not even worth talking about.

And this was exxxxactly what Rosie was doing at this precise moment.

The relief teacher was still droning on about Buddhism, our new and exciting topic, so I decided it might be ingenious of me to pray a little. Pray for my life, because if I stop now, I'll never get anywhere.

You know what he's like.

Or maybe baby Jesus is a she?

Huh, who knows?

Certainly not me, even though I' am a genius of le first water.

Hehehe.

After we had finished deciding that the party was to be held at my house next week when my parents were surprising the nation by going away for a few days, we got back to our former hobby of annoying the relief.

"So they believe that we don't exists, that it's all just an illusion. Like me talking right now, I don't exist, so basically I just THINK I'm talking. Got it?" the ace gang looked up, vair confuzzled. Rosie, stepping up to the plate, put her hand up.

"Yes, Rosie?"

"So if you don't exist, and we don't exist, and the school doesn't exist, technically I don't have to come to school because it doesn't exist?"

"Well no you do still have to-"

"No, no, no, but that's what you said. If I were to walk out of this classroom right now, I wouldn't be able to be given a detention, because the person giving me a detention doesn't exist. So technically, I mean this is what you're telling me, that I can do whatever I want, whenever I want."

"No but-"

"Nu-uh. Don't wanna hear it. I'm off to kill a cow or something. See you round munchkins…or not." With a wave she was out the door. The rest of us were literally speechless. I started clapping, and slowly, the rest of the class joined me. Shame Rosie wasn't there to hear it, she would have been so proud.

When the applause died down I stood up, and so did the rest of the ace gang. We saluted the relief and ran out the door with shouts of 'All Hail Rosie!'. Let me tell you, it was a good line. Our high didn't last long, because we bumped into Rosie at the front gate getting a detention for skipping school. Unfortunately Hawkeye saw us to.

Stupid detention. It was so totally worth it though.

Totally.

5.10pm

I walked in the door and found Josh sitting on the couch in front of the TV. He patted the seat next to him and after I dumped my bag I practically jumped on him. Shame I kept imagining him as Dave.

Ok, ok so I'm a horrible person and I should burn in the fiery depths of hell for what I' am doing. It's not like Josh knows which probably makes it worse…plus I'm still in love with Dave, but I can learn to love Josh. Tots! Easy! Problemo solved!

Just as he was about to snog me, I heard the front door open. I knew it wasn't mutti or vati considering they had already informed me of their lateness this evening. That meant only one thing: Dave. Dave was about to walk through that door to find me snogging Josh.

His brother.

And his ex-girlfriend.

Snogging.

Oh this could not be happening! Why, my baby Jesus, WHY!?

I pulled away and leapt up nonchalantly, trying to look like I was just casually reading a golf book upside standing up. I know, very subtle.

You might say idiot, I say genius.

"Oh, hey Dave. Watcha been up to?"

Dave glanced up at me and his gaze flickered from me to Josh suspiciously before settling on me.

"Um, I had detention."

"Me to!" why am I so excited about that?

"Right." And he continued upstairs into his room. When I heard the door slam, I chucked the book onto the table, turned round to face Josh, and said,

"Now where were…" I saw his face and realised he was no longer in the mood for a little bit of snogging. "What?"

"You didn't just see yourself, did you?" huh? Why is he so angry?

Maybe the guy is just moody; hormonal or something.

That's gotta be it.

"God, Georgia, as soon as Dave comes into the room, it's like I don't exist. You leap away from me whenever he comes into the room, and I just don't understand." He stood up and walked over to me and looked down into my eyes. He sighed and took my hands in his. "You still like Dave, don't you?"

I looked down at my shoes. My god they were beautiful. Usually I come home and realise how horrible they actually are, but this time I' am very proud of my decision.

"Gee?" oh right, THAT.

"No, Josh, no, no, no, no……." looked up and met his eyes and nodded slowly.

"Yes." I whispered. His face scrunched up and I thought he was going to tart shouting and ranting and raving etcs, but then he looked at me and his face calmed.

"Hey, hey, it's ok. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed us. Maybe we just aren't right together, maybe you and Dave were right." I was blubbing now, and Josh was hugging me. I was a drowned rat and totally in the wrong, and he was the one comforting me, how warped is that?

"I'm so..So….ssso s-soorrry."

"Shh shh." We sat on the couch and he rocked, back and fourth, and I continued sobbing into his shirt, staining it with salty tears. I was just lucky Dave didn't choose that exact moment to come downstairs and shame me even more.

Friday 19th September

8.20am

"Bye Mutti, bye vati! Have fun this weekend! WAIT! You are taking Libby, right?"

"Yes Georgia, we are. Now no parties or anything. I expect the house exactly as I left it."

"What dusty with absolutely no food?" I mumbled.

"Sorry?"

"Oh, nothing. Go on?" she thought for a moment then said,

"We will be back Monday. Here's a bit of cash for dinner and stuff. Otherwise that's it. Tata, daughter!" she kissed my cheek and then said bye to the boys, while I said bye to dad and Libbs.

After Dave and I practically ran out of the house, already hours late.

"So, will you be attending Sven's party which is being held at your own house, I might add, or do you have another 'art show' to attend to?" Argh, that's it! I'd already told the Ace gang about the big break up, and the emergency chocolate was brought out. Funny thing was, depending on how you look at it, it wasn't actually needed.

"We- we….we broke up." I turned to look at Dave in his adorable uniform; my Jesus he was hot.

Unfortunately, this information had no effect on him whatsoever. I don't know what I was expecting. Maybe an "Oh Georgia, I never stopped loving you, come back to me". Well that's not what I got. I got an,

"Oh. Bummer." And that was it. We continued walking to school, said cya, and I went to class, late as usual.

4.00pm

"No, he didn't care. He didn't care that I' am now available. I think he is so over me." They were all stumped. I mean who wouldn't be, with a reaction like that?

"Well, all I can say is here is someone better out there for you." Oh thanks Jas, that makes me feel sooo much better.

Not.

"Yeah whatever. Ok so we have cups, plates, cheese, chips, drinks, mini pizzas and pies, do we need to pick up anything else?"

After we had picked up some decorations etc, we went clothes shopping. I was the one that had to lug around the stupid food bags. Parties suck.

10 minutes later

No NO! I take that back! I just found the perfect dress!!!!!

It's a light pale blue knee length dress, silky, with a white belt underneath my gigantibus nunga nungas. Ohhh, pretty. I found some white high heels to go with.

Eh, mutti never needed those other 20 pounds it was only weighing her purse down……

Saturday 20th November

8.06pm

The party was pretty kool so far, and I could even spot Sven on the dance floor, getting his 'groove' on, for lack of a better word. Thank god there was no theme for once, because I' m sure the birthday boy would be the one choosing it, and frankly I would be extremely scared of his choice.

Josh was no where to be seen, but I think he has been trying to avoid me since I've hardly seen him since he saw me as a gothic, mascara streaked, mess.

Ah, I bet he's already got a new girlfriend, I mean he's hot.

But Dave…

Where is Dave? I haven't seen him tonight, and he said he was coming. Oh well, it's not like we're ever going to be together.

I mean, I broke up with him.

Me. Always me.

8.36pm

A few of us were sitting down talking on the couch, drinking some fruity tasting punch.

"Hey who's up for a little 7 minutes in heaven?!!" ha RoRo, it's expected for her to want to play this type of game.

"Ok, everyone who wants to play, write their names on this piece of paper, rip it off, and put it in my funky sparkly hat."

Huh, well, it would be nice to be distracted from my thoughts for just a little while…

My name was officially in the hat, so I went to get some salt and vinegar chips and a can of coke. Yums.

As I was walking back into the living room, I got there just in time to see Mark Big Gob put his name in the hat. Ew, why is he here?

"Right then. It'd time for our first lucky pair. Number one is… Georgia." Oh brills!

"And…me?" wah?

"I think we have to have a re-draw, considering neither Gee nor I are lesbians…well I'm not.. I cant exactly speak for Gee over there…"

"HEY!" I shouted, laughing.

"So we have Georgia and…" please god not MBG, please, please!! "Dave!"

Oh my giddy godfathers beard! Dave! Dave and me, in a closet, for 7 minutes. I looked around, and tried to find him. I haven't even seen him at the party yet, even though he does live hear, so he should be around somewhere…unless he's out with a girl somewhere….but wait his name was in the hat… when did he put it in!? OMG I' m totally freaking out!

ARGH!

Then he was there. The circle parted and he slowly walked up to me, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Nervous?" he breathed. I broke into a grin.

"No, but you should be." He raised his eyebrows and a cheeky smile shone though. I swiveled around and walked directly into the closet where we kept the towels.

Sexy.

I heard him close the door and turn on the light behind me. He grabbed my shoulder, pulled me around, and he kissed me. It was passionate and sweet, soft and hard, everything I had been yearning for ever since our stupid, irrational, breakup.

But I jerked back. What was going on? I thought he was so over me?

"Dave I-"

"Sh, Gee. I' m still in love with you, I always have been. I never realised what I had until I lost it. You. The break up made me realise what I had been missing. Thank you. But now, all I want again is you."

All I could do was nod. I wanted him, only him.

"Now, cmon, we have 7 whole minutes of heaven, and I have a few things I'd like to try in this closet we have. All. To. Our. Selves."

There was a loud knock on the door.

We jumped apart, my heart racing, and not just from the knock, if you know what I mean.

Ha!

"Hey lovebirds, times up!" Rosie.

"GO AWAY" I yelled. I looked back at Dave and our eyes locked.

"What makes you think I want to spend more time in here with you than I have to??" I'd take offence, but he was grinning from ear to ear.

"This."

I leaned in, and snogged him.

I don't know how long we were in there for, but I woke up to mutti peering in at me with my head on Dave's shoulder. Oh god, she's back early and I haven't even looked outside…

But she just smiled and whispered,

"Is everything OK?" I nodded slightly and replied,

"Everything's going to be perfect."

Finally.

The end! Finito! Please R&R and tell me if the ending was ok. I was a bit ifi on the whole chapter, but decided to post it anyway. Well that's it. Thanks heaps to everyone who reviewed!

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