Prologue
5 more years had passed, and Zak and Jamie were 22 now. Josh had learned sign language and he and Rachel were now engaged. Jamie had found a note on her pillow. It didn't have a name on it. 'Oh no, it's probably Seth!' Seth was still crazy about her. At least Wadi gave up years ago. The note told her to go to the park at exactly 8:30 pm. Dispite the risks, she went anyway. But instead of Seth, to Jamie's great relief, it was Zak and he was standing in the same spot where they'd had their first date 11 years ago. Obviously, he was nervious. His hands were shaking. "What'd you want me to come here for?" she said. Zak took a deep breath and got down on one knee. He reached into his pocket and took out a velvety small-ish box and opened it. "Jamie, will you marry me?" he said. Jamie felt as if she couldn't talk until, finally, she managed a "yes".
The next morning...
Jamie woke up to the smell of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. She jumped out of bed and went into the kitchen. She took out a bowl from the cabinet. "You came home pretty late last night," George said, pouring a cup of coffee. "So? I'm not sixteen anymore, Dad," Jamie said, hiding her left hand behind her back. "Still, it was late," George said. "You shouldn't baby me anymore."
"Why is that?" George inquired, sipping his coffee. Jamie slowly pulled out her hand. Everyone looked at Jamie's hand and started mumbling between each other. "I HEAR WEDDING BELLS! DING DONG, DING DONG!" Luke yelled out. He started laughing as hard as his lungs could take. "Calm down, Skywalker," Jenn said. "Was it romantic?" Alex said. "Are you kidding? He put a note a pillow and when I went to the park, he was standing in the exact same spot as our first date!" Jamie sighed dreamily. "Wow, he's deep," Jenn said. "Just remember, Honey. The key to a successful marriage is to always love each other, no matter what," Emily said. "Thanks, Mom," Jamie said, smiling.