A/N: Just an FYI...there's a poem I wrote in this chapter. You'll understand why it's there...but I'm not really a good poet, so just pretend it's a good poem! ;)

Chapter 4: Open up your eyes

I woke up that Thursday morning by myself. I guessed Bella had returned back to Alice's room earlier so that my parents wouldn't question us when we walked out of my bedroom together. But it wasn't like anything happened anyways, we just slept together, and it was exactly that. Bella and I were in no hurry with our relationship; we took things slow. I wouldn't mind if something more happened when we slept together, but I didn't want to put any pressure on her like we had to hit that stage yet.

After lying in my bed for a few more minutes, I decided it was time to get up, otherwise I'd be running late. I hopped in the shower and threw on some clothes, and then headed downstairs for breakfast. Bella and Alice were already down there in the breakfast nook eating some pancakes that my mother was cooking. The room smelt amazing, like waking up on a Saturday morning. My mother wouldn't normally cook for us during the week, but because Bella was here, she was being hospitable. I looked around the room and couldn't find my father, he wouldn't miss out on a hot breakfast, so he must have been called into work early.

"Edward!" A huge smile came across Bella's face as she called my name, and patted to the seat next to her. I went over and sat down next to her, taking her hand and holding it on my lap under the table.

"I love meals at the Cullen's," Bella said as she squeezed my hand. "It just feels so homey, and these pancakes are wonderful Esme, probably better than mine."

"Thank you Bella," Esme said as she put a plate of hot fresh pancakes in front of me. I thanked her and dug in, I was so hungry. My parents were, what you call "cool" parents. They preferred our friends to refer to them in their first names, and liked to keep up with our generation. On Alice's sweet sixteen last year, some kids taught Carlisle how to do the Soulja Boy, which was completely embarrassing to watch, but he wasn't bad at it. No one had believed that Dr. Cullen had actually danced at the party though, but Alice told me they were just jealous they didn't get invited to it.

"Aren't you guys tired?" I asked popping another bite of pancake into my mouth.

"Nope!" They both sang in unison.

"I slept really good actually," Bella winked at me and squeezed my hand. I smiled at her and mouthed 'me to.' I was starting to finally feel like things could return to normal. I hadn't had a single thought about Rosalie, well the dreams don't count because I did that unconsciously, and I mentally gave myself a pat on the back for my good work.

"Well, you know what shopping does to me. It's the only thing that can actually make me tired." Alice said and we all laughed, because of how true it was. Alice could go on a 100 mile run and still wouldn't be tired after, that's how energetic and perky she was. But shopping could tire her out to the point where she was speechless.

We spent so much time talking and enjoying our breakfast that we almost forgot we even had school that day. Luckily we arrived within a few minutes to spare. The Hale's car was already there and most of the students had cleared the parking lot.

"Great, now I won't see Jasper till break time. This really sucks, I hate being a Junior and not having any classes with him. I'm smart enough to be bumped up a grade level. I should go talk to the principle…" Alice started muttering to herself as she walked off to the school building. Bella and I followed behind her, walking hand in hand. I was feeling pretty happy with myself that I was happy being with Bella again. But I hadn't thought about later.

"You guys busy after school?" Jasper asked Emmett and me at lunch. We both responded by shook our heads no. "Cool, because we just finished setting up the game room, and it kind of sucks playing Rock Band by yourself…"

"Did you say Rock Band? Heck yeah! What time, I'm there." Emmett boasted.

"After school actually. Our family is going out to dinner later...so is that okay?"

"Yeah sure," I said. I had a feeling Alice put him up to it. It was so typical of her, but maybe it was a good thing. I had to look out after my little sister, especially if she was going to date Jasper. I didn't know him well…but I did know his sister and I hoped they were nothing alike. Jasper seemed like an alright guy though, so I guess I shouldn't worry too much.

When Physics came, my happiness started to fade away once I entered the class room. The last few days of Physics haven't gone so well, and this was turning into my least favorite subject. Mr. Billings had decided on giving us a project that was due Monday. Since we were studying projectile motion, we had to build a projectile launcher with our lab partner. It actually seemed like a fun project, but considering who my lab partner was, it wouldn't be fun at all.

He went over on the requirements needed, and gave us some time to talk about it with our partners after. Rosalie turned away from me and began scribbling down on her notebook.

"Uh, in case you didn't hear the teacher Rosalie, it's a partner project."

"Don't remind me," she snapped at me without looking away from her notebook, then she shoved the piece of paper at me. "This was one the first things we did at my school back in New York and this model would work perfectly." She pointed the drawing of some sort on contraption on the paper.

"You sure?" I said as I examined the drawing.

"Positive. And all we have to do is write up the calculations. It'll be a piece of cake."

"Ok then."

"Ok? Well this is new, you're actually agreeing with me on something. Feels nice." She smiled at me, which instantly crumbled the wall that I was trying to block off from her. Her face brightened so much when she smiled, she was gorgeous.

"Well don't get used to it," I playfully smiled back at her, and she shyly looked away. Crap. Had I just tried to flirt with her? An awkward silence developed between us. I wanted to say something, but I decided this silence was better than me trying to talk. I might say something I'd regret…again.

"So…did you finish reading Twilight?" She flipped her hair back as she turned to look at me.

"No actually. But it was good."

"Oh, yea it is good…so why did you choose to read it all of a sudden?" She asked. I guess the silence was bugging her that she had to keep the conversation going, but I actually had no problem with it.

"Because I wanted too," I snapped back at her, this time I felt bad that I did. I mean, I could have said something nice, but I wasn't up to keeping casual talk with Rosalie. And I thought if I had said something nice, it would have turned into flirting.

"I see…" Rosalie said ending the conversation. I think it was best that we shouldn't talk at all. It mostly ended in an argument anyways.

After school got out, we somehow arranged that I would ride with the Hale's to their house as Emmett followed, and Alice invited Bella over so that she could have advice on her outfit that she would being wearing on her date with Jasper tomorrow. They invited Rosalie to join them, but she so kindly refused. I could have clearly dropped the girls off and head to Hale's, but Jasper insisted that I ride with them to save time. And on top of that, Jasper hoped in the back seat, putting me shotgun as Rosalie drove.

"Is this Rosalie's car, because I noticed that she's always driving it?" I turned around in my seat to ask Jasper.

"It's mine," Rosalie said, not taking her eyes off the road.

"Yeah, it's hers. I would have gotten my own car. But when we lived in New York there really wasn't a need for me to have a car. And when I needed a ride, Rosalie and I normally went to the same places…it's her dream car, no one touches it except her." Jasper laughed.

"Dream car eh? I didn't know she even knew what kind of model it is."

"Well it's definitely better than your Volvo. And yeah, I happen to know what model this car is, that's why I got it. Is it so hard to believe?" She said as she looked me dead in the eyes this time and then returned to watching the road. Did she have any idea how direct eye contact with her affected me so much? This really wasn't working out at all. Every time I tried to convince myself that I was over thinking thoughts like that, she would do something so simple that I had to start all over. It was an exhausting routine.

We finally made it to the Hale's estate, which felt like forever. Emmett had tried to convince Rosalie to play with us, but she claimed that she didn't want to intrude on our manly bonding time. We started out playing Rock Band with Emmett on the drums, Jasper on the guitar, and me on the piano. We were all suited for each part. After that we ended up playing some war game picked out by Emmett.

"So Edward…what do you think about Jasper dating your sister?" Emmett laughed at himself. Jasper turned completely red.

"Em, come on…" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Alright, alright…I guess I should stop making this awkward for you guys." And it was getting awkward. I could have said 'oh Jasper's a great guy, you're allowed to date my sister' but that would have been weird. And plus it made Jasper uncomfortable, and I didn't want to seem like the big bad over protective brother. Alice did just fine looking out for herself.

"Hey Jasper did you know Emmett used to have the biggest crush on Alice. He even kissed her!" True story, but it was years ago and they definitely don't feel the same way now.

"I was 9 at the time anyways! And plus I've known you guys for awhile, and I was at the stage when I started to think girls were pretty so of course I picked the only girl I was friends with. It lasted like a few days too, and then we kissed. It wasn't like smooching but just a pat on the lips and I thought it was the yuckiest thing ever and I stopped liking her."

It was so funny at how embarrassed Emmett was about that. Jasper joked that Emmett only thought the kiss was gross because he's gay, which was hilarious, and then Emmett started proving evidence that he was definitely not gay. Going down the list of girls he dated, while Jasper and I kept laughing. It was truly a 'you had to be there' kind of thing.

Sometime after we calmed down laughing, I excused myself to the bathroom. Jasper had said it was two doors down to the right. I did as he said and found the door I was looking for, but then I heard someone singing.

I'm a satellite heart, lost in the dark
I'm spun out so far, you stop, I start
But I'll be true to you

It was so beautiful and soft, and I knew who was singing it. I followed the singing to the last door of the hallway, remembering this same door that I stumbled upon Monday night. It was already cracked open, so I slowly opened it some more. The room had very much changed. The boxes were gone and more furniture was added to the room. I noticed the singing had stopped and eyes were watching me as I entered the room, but didn't bother to look at her.

"Why are you here? Let me guess…come to kiss me again and then run off?" She said sarcastically. She was sitting on her bed, leaned up against some pillows with her knees bent. Looked like she was writing something…

"No…actually I came to use your bathroom," I smirked. She searched my face for clarification, and I tried to look serious about it.

"Well you can't. There are tons of other bathrooms in this house. Now go!" She emphasized the last word, and then went back to writing whatever it was the she was writing.

"But I want to use this one," I started moving closer to her bed, and she seemed a bit agitated.

"Do you want to talk? Is that why you're here?" She slammed the notebook down on her bed, giving me her complete attention.

"No, actually…I just wanted to make sure that was you singing. It was good…I didn't know you could sing."

"Okay, yeah it was me singing, so now you know and now you can go." I wondered if it made her uneasy because the last time we were in her room together…things happened.

"What's this?" I snatched up the notebook from her bed before she could grab it back.

"Poetry."

"You wrote all of this?" I said as I flipped through the pages. "I didn't know you wrote poetry either…"

"Well there are a lot of things you don't know about me Edward," she said. I could have sworn that was a flirt. But I acted like I didn't notice.

"Do you mind if I read one?" I asked and she just shrugged her shoulders, so I guess that meant I could. I flipped through the pages, till I decided to read the one she was working on, since it was labeled with today's date. It had no title, unlike the rest of her poems, but I figured it was because she was still working on it.

It's nothing like before

And before it was nothing

The nothing I would depend on

No future, no hope

Quick starts, quick ends

But the pain was all the same

It's nothing like before

Before I knew it all

Now it's all a blur, a haze of confusion

My lessons of before

Have disappeared like they would

Leaving remains of nothing

The nothing I would depend on

But the pain is all the same…

I read over what she had again. I wished there was more to it though. It was interesting…

"This is really good Rose," I commented and handed the notebook back to her.

"Thanks…and it's RosALIE."

"What?" I said, confused.

"My name. No one calls me Rose…well unless I like them to, and I just happen not to like you." She smirked at me. I forgot that I actually called her Rose out loud. It was like putting a pet name on her, and you normally don't nickname people that you don't like…

"Right, and no one gets to call me Eddie, unless I like them, and funny how I just happen not you like you either." I couldn't believe I was playing her game, or that I was flirting with her.

"I don't think anyone even calls you Eddie. And plus it doesn't suite your personality. At all. Edward is perfect for you." What did she know about my personality? But it didn't matter because I was completely out of it. This was something new; having an actually conversation with Rosalie and not arguing. I liked it.

"Yeah, you're right…So you don't mind if I use your bathroom then?" I said as I stepped closer to it.

"Ew, Edward no! Now go before I physically kick you out!" She pointed to the door, and tried to maintain a serious face.

"What about your 'no touching' policy?"

"I didn't say anything about me touching you," she stopped and realized what she just said and we both laughed. It was kind of weird…I don't think I ever laughed with Rosalie about something, but I enjoyed it. "It's not funny Edward! I didn't mean that! Just go. Jaz and Emmett are probably wondering where you are, right?" I had forgotten about them, and I've been gone to the 'bathroom' for five minutes almost, and I still needed to go.

"Crap…yeah, well, see you tomorrow at school…and yeah it was actually nice just talking to you, instead of the usual bickering."

"Yeah…but I still don't like you!" She smirked and shooed me off as I closed her door. I couldn't fight off the smile that appeared on my face afterwards. I wondered, maybe if Rosalie and I could be good friends, because I felt so much better after I had just talked with her. Usually ever since she came here, talking to her was a chore, and then I felt so upset and confused, but now that we actually had a decent conversation, I was happy.

"Dude, where have you been? Had trouble in the bathroom?" Emmett said as I entered the room.

"No…I talked with Rosalie for a bit," I said as they both stared at me. I guess they knew about Rosalie and me's rocky start, but we didn't try to hide how much we disliked each other anyways.

"No fair!" Emmett yelled out. "Hey, I thought this was 'guy' time! If I knew I could have been spending it with Rosalie, I would have!"

"Emmett, seriously…I don't think she wants to be bothered with. She seemed kind of irritated," I stopped him before he sprinted out the room. As soon as he registered that, he went to go sit back down. I guess everyone understand not to talk to Rosalie when she was irritated, but I had to admit she could be a complete bitch when she wanted, and Emmett, considering how he's trying to get on her good side right now, knew better.

That night I slept with no dreams, and it was so calming. I felt like so much tension had built up inside of me, with the arguments, and hatred due to Rosalie. I kept thinking that I barely even knew the girl and she had such a pull on my emotions.

When I came home earlier, Bella was still here being manhandled by Alice. Somehow instead of Bella helping Alice picking out the perfect date outfit for tomorrow, Alice was dressing Bella up and putting makeup on her like a doll. I had to pry Bella away from Alice. She thanked me and kissed me goodbye. Later that evening when Alice and I were watching TV, she had asked me how I knew I loved Bella. That completely through me off guard, but I guess she was curious. This was the first boy Alice ever thought serious about.

"Umm…I guess it was when I felt like I couldn't ever be without her."

"Does she make you happy? Like when she smiles, you can't help but to smile…and when she's down you feel down too? That's what's it's like to be in love right? Your emotions are so connected with the one you love, and you try to think about life before them…and you never knew how you lived without them…" Alice quietly said, as she fumbled with the mug of hot chocolate in her hands. I nodded, but didn't say anything back to her.

When I woke up the next morning I decided that I would try to be Rosalie's friend. I think it could work out. I felt so much better after we had a normal conversation, so this was for the better…of my sanity.

Things were actually working out. At lunch, it felt like the way things used to be, except Alice permanently sat with us over her friends, and the Hale's were there, and for once I wasn't dreading 6th hour afterward. During the complete class time the teacher gave us time to work on our projects. Rosalie and I worked together, without any trouble. She seemed to be in a much better mood as well. This how we should have been on the first day we met.

Once we finished with the calculations and measurements, we were pretty much set to start building our launcher. But there was a problem…She didn't have any of the materials and neither did I. We joked that we could just cut down a tree and save a trip to the hardware store, but we concluded that by cutting down a tree, we'd corrupt the constant wet ecosystem of Forks and make it even worse. Not sure how we came up with ridiculous idea, but I was having a good time talking with her. It was like talking to any other girl and everything that happened in the last few days were thrown out the window.

"How's the project going with Rosalie?" Bella asked me. We were driving home, as usual. I had asked Bella how her project was going with Mike, and apparently she was doing all the work. Mike didn't understand it at all, so Bella was going to spend tonight going over it with him. That left Alice completely in the gloom, because Bella wasn't going to be there on her first date. Luckily Rosalie had agreed to help Alice, after we picked up some things from the hardware shop. I told her I could go get the things by myself, but she insisted I would screw up and forget something so she should go. In the end, both of us were going and Rosalie was picking me up and she would then stay here after with Alice. That was probably the only time, throughout the whole day that we had a bit of conflict, but it was quickly dissolved and it wasn't like we were yelling at each other.

"It's going really good actually…"

"That's because you're both geniuses at this stuff." I had no idea how smart Rosalie was, but

then again, I hadn't tried to get to know her. She was actually as equally good at school as me, and it was surprising. She was smart, beautiful, wrote poetry, sung like an angel, knew her cars, and when she put her guard down, she had great personality.

When Rosalie arrived at our house, she beeped the horn for me to come out. I guess Alice had already spoken to her, to make this fast so that she could get back here and help her. The car ride was kind of awkward. She drove, while I sat in the passenger side. We had the radio on and when Party In the USA came on she turned it up. Apparently she liked the song, because she started singing to it and I started laughing.

"I thought you liked my singing Edward?" She took her eyes off the road to glance at me.

"I do…your singing is lovely. It's just that this song..it's just so funny," I burst out another laugh.

"Whatever…you know you want to join it. Feel free whenever. So I put my hands up…" She continued to sing. Even after that song went off, which ever song came on next she sung to. I think it was just to make fun of me, and I had the hardest time trying to keep in my laughter. That's how the rest of the car ride went, and when we got to the hardware store it only took a few minutes to look for the things we needed. At checkout, we spent more time figuring out who was going to pay. Rosalie ended up paying anyways, she could have gone on forever about how she was going to pay for it no matter what, so I just let her. Things seemed easier when Rosalie got her way…reminded me a lot like my sister Alice.

When we got back, Rosalie disappeared with Alice into her room. I took the time to catch up on reading Twilight. Last time I read this, I was in a much different situation. I wondered how long this would last till the next time Rosalie and I got in an argument…it just felt inevitable.

I was called down to come see Alice off when Jasper arrived. The event really wasn't formal, but Alice wanted everyone to wait at the bottom of the stairs so she could come down. She was so pretty. I almost cried; my little sister was all grown up now. I hugged her goodbye as she went off on her first date. Rosalie had planned on leaving after them, but my mother insisted that she stay for dinner.

I went back up to my room to read some more of Twilight while Esme was getting dinner ready. I had guess Rosalie would help her out, but instead I found her at my doorway.

"So this is what your room looks like…just as I imagined it actually," She said as she came into the room some more. "You like music? I bet you don't have a Miley Cyrus CD," She laughed as she looked over my bookshelf full of CDs, and then joined me on the couch.

"You're still reading that?" It was more of statement then question, but I didn't bother to answer. "Umm...Esme told me to come and get you, dinner's ready." She said as she got up and left. I waited till I heard her go down the steps, to actually get up and go.

Dinner wasn't at all awkward…I mean if you looked at it from my parents perspective it was just a regular dinner with a guest, but if you looked at it with my perspective…it was very awkward. Rosalie sat across from me, and I could feel her eyes watching me the entire time. When I got the courage to look up from my plate, I glanced at her and she quickly looked down at her food. I suddenly felt silly. I mean, here I was just having a normal dinner with family and a friend, and I was nervous. Not just nervous but embarrassed. These emotions were not matching up with my mentality.

I opened up the garage door, to a fairly sunny day. It might have been 45 degrees outside, but it felt so much warmer. In mid-November it was odd having a 'warm' day and with clear skies. Considering how this could be our last decent day of the season I threw on some khaki shorts and sandals.

I was preparing for today's launcher building with Rosalie. I worked on cutting up the wood to the right sizes and set out the screws, and cord we had brought the day before. I wanted today to go as smoothly as possible. Last night did not end pretty, and bringing that back into today, and working on the project would not result in any good.

At dinner Esme had asked how our project was going, and all I said was that it was going okay, but if Rosalie would stop being the boss of the project it wouldn't be so bad. I clearly meant that as a joke, but Rosalie took it seriously saying that I wasn't doing much for the project from the beginning. I told her maybe it was because she took command from the beginning by coming up with a plan she had already used and I went along with it because it was actually a good plan. Then she told me how I could have just told her to back off if I thought she was being too bossy instead of bringing it up at my family dinner. After that a few more harsh words were said across the table between us, until Carlisle interrupted.

After a short moment of silence Rosalie excused herself, and left. I knew it was inevitable. It just felt like we couldn't be friends, ever. Friendship was not a relationship for us.

The house was so quiet when Alice wasn't home. She left early this morning to a friend's house. She rarely hung out with friends of her age, because she considered my friends and me as her best friends, but Esme encouraged her to make friends on her own grade level. It wasn't hard for her to make friends; she was incredible friendly and outgoing, and apparently people thought she was cool. When she came home last night she kept me up talking about her first date and how perfectly perfect everything had gone. Alice was completely comfortable with telling me anything about her life, and I used to be the same way until Rosalie Hale entered my life. Alice told me how the only flaw of the night was that they didn't kiss; which I didn't object to. I selfishly wanted to keep my sister innocent for as long as possible, but she said she didn't want to rush things, and maybe Jasper didn't want to either, but they would definitely need a kiss to end the next date with.

Kisses used to be so simple, and now I hated to hear the word. I only kissed one girl my entire life. Then I kissed someone else, and that…that changed everything. I hated the word kiss. I hated that every time I tried to kiss Bella now, it never, truly feels the same way.

Rosalie pulled up and parked in front of the garage. I wanted to run away. This was going to be awful and I didn't want to spend my Saturday with her. It was too bad that Bella was spending her Saturday with Mike working on their project as well. We used to spend Saturdays together…

"This is for you." She held out a plastic coffee cup towards me. I looked at her first, and then the cup.

"You went and got Starbucks? There isn't one for miles…till Port Angeles. You didn't go all.."

"Yes I went to Port Angeles." She cut me off. "Just take it," she said as she extended her arm with the coffee towards me.

"Why would you do something like that?" I asked as I took the coffee from her, without touching her. I completely respected the 'no touching' policy because nothing good ever came when I only would just slightly brushed over her skin.

"I needed quiet, time…to myself. So I just hopped in the car and drove. Starbucks was not my original destination," She paused and laughed at whatever might have been her original destination. "But somehow I ended up there…and I thought since today was going to be awful, I'd try to fix it and.."

"Apology accepted," I said as I took a sip of the coffee and turned away and walked into the garage to the workstation I had set up.

"Apology?" Rosalie said as she followed behind me.

"Yeah. A-p-o-l-o-g-y A-c-c-e-p-t-e-d," I said slowly, enouncing each letter.

"But I wasn't apologizing.."

"Yeah you were…for last night. Come on, let's just get started."

She didn't say anything after that, and we worked mainly in silence. I was so grateful. I mean she was apologizing for last night, but she didn't necessarily say it, and I was just glad that she had admitted it, even though she didn't really say it, but that was just the way she was. The only time we talked, we were talking about the launcher.

We built the thing pretty fast, and started testing it in the driveway. We used little rocks to launch with, and they went pretty far. It turned out to be a really nice day outside, and we probably spent more time testing the launcher out on different objects of all sizes, then actually building it. I think we were having fun…

"We should name our launcher," Rosalie suggested.

"Like what?" I asked as I started thinking of names.

"I don't know…like Launcher 900!" She laughed at her idea.

"Or just Twilight!" We both laughed.

"No…we need something more creative…" Rosalie said, and we both began to think. I looked at the launcher again, and suddenly it clicked.

"How about Nessie?"

"Nessie?" She asked, confused.

"Yeah, like the Loch Ness monster. Just look at it. The way its shaped looks exactly like something coming out of the water." I pointed it out to her.

"I can kind of see it…Nessie is good," She said as she tilted her head to find the Loch Ness monster in our launcher, and then smiled at me when she got it, and began to paint the name Nessie on the launcher in bright green letters.

It was around afternoon when we finished. We choose to stay outside and enjoy the weather, and sit on the grass. We sat in silence for awhile, just watching nature, and I wondered what she was thinking.

"Do you think we could ever be friends?" I blurted out. I really didn't mean to, but I was curious.

"Umm…I don't know Edward. I mean, I don't know what this is, that's going on between us, but it's strange. Like one minute you make me so angry and at the same time…I like it. I'm sorry I don't know what I'm saying," She whispered as she looked down and started playing with a piece of grass. I had a feeling she was being completely honest with me, for once.

"No, I get it."

"I don't think we could ever be friends…because it's too complicated, and…" She tried to think of other things to say to finish her sentence but she couldn't and sighed as she threw herself back on the grass so that she was lying down. I was still sitting up.

"Can I try something?" I asked her, as she looked at me like I was speaking another language, but nodded. "Don't do anything." I warned her, as I slowly grabbed her hand, and she jumped a little, but didn't pull back. She watched as I raised her hand, and then intertwined our fingers.

"This isn't so bad, see?" I smirked, as I watched her close her eyes, then take a deep breath. Well, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would have been. That shock, that feeling, was strong, but it wasn't dangerously electrifying, like before, but it was soothing, and comforting. I held her smooth, warm hand, as I watched her breath slowly in and out. I wondered if she was feeling the same way I was…warm, gooey, happy, peaceful, at balance, like this was meant to be. When I didn't deny these feelings, the confusion was gone, and it was like sudden everything was clear. Maybe this was a sign, but I wanted to deny it.

A/N: There's so many underlying things in this chapter! ;D

I'm so sorry this chapter is extremely late. I basically wanted to rewrite the ending, and I had plenty of options when to write it, but I was being selfish with my time...and I finally decided to do it today! _

Thank you to everyone who enjoys this story! :)

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