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Chapter 9

Di POV

"Scott!"

I can't believe it. These past few days have been the best I have ever had. And all that had changed in a single moment. The cops showed up minutes later and arrested the shooter. It was one of Ryan's "friends". He came to shoot Ryan after Ryan stole money from them.

The shooting happened a few hours ago. Right now I am sitting on a white chair in the hospital. It's very uncomfortable. Sitting next to me are all of my friends. I haven't moved from this spot since I got here. Ryan is sitting on the other side of me. Ryan wasn't shot in the school. The idiot shot Scott thinking he was Ryan and before he could shoot Ryan he was tackled to the floor by the security guards at the school. When Scott was shot everyone didn't who it was. They just froze wondering if it was Ryan, but I knew in my heart that it was Scott that was lying on the floor in agony not Ryan. Scott is in surgery right now fighting for his life, and I'm out her fighting for my sanity. I feel like I can't breathe. Every moment without him is unbearable pain.

An hour later the doctor came out and told the worst news imaginable, my Scotty was gone. He didn't make it. I fell to the floor in seconds of hearing the news. Everyone came to see if I was ok and I tried to tell them I was fine but I couldn't stop crying. Moments later I got up and walked over to Ryan. He seemed to be in pain too. I felt so bad for him, and me, but mostly him. This was his big brother, and they were just starting to be a family again. I took him into my arms and I just held him. We cried together.

Serena POV

4 years later

It's been 4 years since Scott died. He was a good friend. We go to his grave site every year. I miss him so much. Di couldn't function for months after. We tried to help him as much as we could but it seemed like he just wanted to die. Soon after David got him to function again. We don't know how he did it but were just thankful that he did. I know that Di really loves David, maybe not as much as Scott, but who knows in time he might. They have been dating for 3 years now. Di seems to be back to his old self again.

The gang and I graduated high school and moved on to college. We all went to the same college, Juban University. It's our last year and we can't wait to see it end. Rae and Mina have decided that they want to go into showbiz, while Lita wants to be a famous chef. Ami and Darien have decided to be doctors and go into med school. Ugh! Who wants more school? Di and David are going into the fashion industry while I want to become a novelist. I already have my first novel sent out to a publisher. Rae, Ami, Lita, and Mina all married their high school boyfriends a year ago. I moved in with Darien 2 years ago in an apartment we found away from campus. And Di and David are moving in together in a couple of months. They wanted to finish school first. We were all really happy, well all except Veronica. She finally got married to a really hot guy right after high school. He had money and looks, everything she wanted. But the bad news for her is, is that her hubby liked to gamble, he gambled everything he had. Now she's poor and working as a housemaid, scrubbing floors and cleaning windows. She got what was coming to her.

Right now I am out our closet. We seem to have a ton of boxes, a few from childhood years, some from high school, the rest from college. We are such pack rats. We keep almost everything from our pasts; he kept all of his trophy's thinking he was going to put them up or in a case or something. We didn't have the room for them so he put them in a box. I loved to keep pictures and all of my elementary, middle, and high school yearbooks. All of the pictures were put in a photo album and stuck in a box. I pulled out my senior year yearbook as Darien got home from class. I had the day off today because my professor called in sick. Poor Darien wasn't that lucky today. But bad news for me was that I had to go through all of our shit by myself. I was flipping through it as Darien came in to see how far I was with the closet.

"What are you looking at honey?"

"I found my high school yearbook from senior year. Everybody I knew and liked signed it but one person."

"Oh yeah, which person?"

"You."

"No, I signed it didn't I?"

"You never signed any of my yearbooks. You always promised to but never did."

"I'm sorry sweetie. That's my fault. Here I'll sign it now."

"All of them?"

"How about I sign just this one, I promise it will make up for all the rest."

"Ok, it better be good."

I left the room to go get something to drink as he sat down and started writing. I came back a few minutes later with a hot chocolate in one hand and a black coffee in another. He was already finished by the time I got back. It better be good. I gave him the coffee and reached for the yearbook to see what he wrote. He grabbed my hand before I could get to it. He turned me around and pressed his lips to mine. When he let go he smiled and took the mug out of my hand and put it on the nightstand. Then he grabbed the yearbook that was on the bed and put it on the dresser. When he walked back over to me he picked me up and carried me onto the bed. He unbuttoned my shirt and dragged it off my body slowly, teasing me with his long fingers. He gasped as he saw my erect nipples.

"No bra baby?"

I gave him a seductive smile before he took my breast into his mouth. I gasped as the most pleasurable feeling rocked through my body. I knotted my fingers through his hair and pulled him closer to me. I could feel one of his hands grabbing my breast, massaging it with his fingers. The other hand trailed downward until it reached its destination. His long fingers trailing around the outside of my sex, teasing me even more.

"Please…."

"Please what?"

"Stop teasing me. I want you in me."

"You're going to have to be more specific. What do you want in you?"

"Ugh! Your fingers, please."

As soon as I said it his fingers entered my sex and his mouth was on mine once again. His tongue and fingers mimicking each other, thrusting in and out of me. I felt a tingly sensation in the pit of my stomach ready to burst out of me at any moment. I could feel it building inside of me even more with every thrust of his long hard fingers. The feeling became so intense until finally I burst.

His mouth came off of mine at the same time his fingers left my wet heat. I felt so empty at that moment that I think I cried out a little. I halted the moment I saw his fingers enter his mouth. He closed his eyes as he sucked on my juices. His fingers left his mouth and trailed down his stomach until it reached the bulge in his pants. I took the opportunity and unbuttoned his pants for him, and dragged them down his legs. He kicked them the rest of the way off until they were lying on the floor along with his boxers.

He layed us down with him on top of me, I could feel his hard erection on my stomach. His lips crashed to mine once again like a magnet. I could feel his fingers trailing down my skin until his hand reached my thighs. He moved my leg to his waist just as his cock entered me. I cried out in pleasure as he rocked my body. My legs wrapped around his hips as he thrusted in and out of me.

"So close… so close baby."

"Me too, God this feels so good."

God he felt so good. One hand on my thigh and his other was trailing down my body. I hit my climax the moment he took my clit in his fingers. A few more thrusts and he came inside of me. He collapsed on top of me, his cock still inside of me. We just layed there panting for what seemed like hours, trying to catch our breaths. When we finally did he rolled over and we cuddled. I put my head on his chest so I could hear his heartbeat, it was still racing and I bet mine was just the same. I looked up at him and smiled, he had his eyes closed and this serene look on his face, like he couldn't be happier. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

I woke up to the sun in my face. I opened my eyes and saw that I was alone in bed. The smell of bacon and eggs made my mouth water. I got up and got dressed in a pink tank top and blue jeans. I looked in the mirror and made sure that I didn't have bed hair. When I was satisfied I walked out of the bedroom. I walked into the kitchen to see Darien standing at the open refrigerator, the food already on the table. I sat down just as he turned around with a pitcher of orange juice in his hand.

"Jeez you scared me." I giggled a little as he sat down.

"Sorry baby."

We ate the food while talking a little about what we wanted to do today. We had the whole day off so we decided to stay home and watch a movie. When we finished eating, we both got up with him going into the living room and setting up the movie and me in the kitchen washing the dishes. Moments later I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. He was trying to decide which movie to watch. Most of the movies we had were romance or what he calls it "chick flicks." I know he didn't want to watch another chick flick with me even though he would if I wanted to. We had a little comedy and the rest were action, they were all good but we've seen them many times. We decided on transformers 2, it's hilarious and we both love it because it has romance, humor, and action all rolled into one movie.

"Do you want popcorn baby?"

"Yeah that sounds good."

"Ok why don't you go grab a blanket while I go make the popcorn."

I walked into the bedroom and grabbed the blanket, just as I was about to walk out I saw my yearbook on the dresser. Then I remembered that Darien signed it last night but I never got a chance to look at what he wrote. I put down the blanket and picked up the yearbook. I flipped through the pages looking for what Darien wrote until I came to the last page. I read Darien's passage and dropped the book. It wrote,

Serena,

I love you so much. Turn around and say yes.

Darien

I turned around and saw that Darien must have known that I would pick up the yearbook and read what he wrote because there he was on one knee with the most beautiful diamond ring I ever saw. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I said the one word I have wanted to say to him all my life.

"Yes."