Final chapter! Who else is excited for the sequel? I am beating my deadline, which has never happened for me before, so I'm also really excited about that.

Story news: after this story is completed, I will be completing three of my other stories before starting three new ones in their place. Along with those, I am brimming with one-shot ideas that I'm dying to publish! Keep looking out for those updates.

Chase's Pov

To this day, I've yet to figure out how Rachel managed to pull a party off so fast. Within ten minutes, my house was holding all of our friends, a snack table, and a stereo setup in celebration of team Grant winning in court.

Christine, I could tell, was relieved that it was over. She looked so tired and worn out, I took her away from the noise and to the roof. Even though we didn't need to sneak around any longer, the roof was still a good place to escape everything.

"Do I look as crappy as I feel?" she asked, leaning against me.

"Do you want a boyfriend answer or a truthful answer?"

"I'm feeling honest—I'm going to go with truthful."

"…Then yes."

Christine rolled her eyes, snuggling in closer to me. "Thanks a lot."

"Hey!" I defended mockingly, "you're the one who said you wanted a truthful answer."

"Sometimes to the truth sucks."

"Amen to that."

Christine closed her eyes and I followed the suit, leaning back and running my hands through her hair. "Do you think it's all over?" Her voice sounded small, seeking a real answer this time.

"I don't know," I answered, really not knowing something for once. It wasn't a desired feeling; it made me squirm uncomfortably as I blinked my eyes open. "For now it is, but maybe…" I trailed off, not being up to finish.

She opened her eyes and shifted to look up at me. "Maybe it's just the calm before the storm?"

I let out a breath, agreeing, "Yeah, maybe that's it."

Christine turned to the sky, looking at the purple and rich pink ribbons of color in the distance. "I don't want to think about the bad stuff right now."

"What do you want to think about?"

"The good stuff." Christine wiggled up to face me, connecting our lips together.

I smiled against her lips and hugged her closer by her waist, nibbling on her bottom lip.

I didn't want to think about the bad thing either.

Just as I was about to ask for entrance, the roof door banged open. We both jumped apart, instinctively fixing our clothes and sitting up, panting.

"I finally score alone time with a girl," Leo cried out, gesturing to an awkward Janelle standing there next to him. "And we can't even make-out in peace?" He groaned and crossed his arms. "Being the last one to have a girlfriend in so unfair."

I thought it should end with some Leo humor. Please review for how you think this story and progressed and how excited you are for the next installment of the series. Thanks for reading; until next time, bye!