Epilogue
"Now presenting your senior class of 2020! Congratulations Patriots!" Everyone in the stands roared as the class flung their hats up to the sky, eyes shining with hope and promise for the future. Life was just beginning, and god was it ever exciting.
"Congratulations baby! I'm so proud of you!" Katy shouted enveloping her daughter in a tight hug. Maya laughed, a joyous sound that caused her mother to smile brightly.
"And congratulations Riley!" She cried, grasping the brunette into the hug, so that she was hugging both girls at once. She pulled back to stare at their happy faces.
"Oh my girls. I could not be prouder of you!" She declared dramatically, wiping fake tears from her eyes. But it was true, she could simply not be prouder of her girls. Her Maya, had managed to get accepted into Columbia University on a full ride for her art. She would be getting her bachelor in art history if everything went well, and pursue her dream of not only being an artist, but an art curator at the Guggenheim Art Museum. She had even gotten a tattoo to commerate her success. An easel, just sitting empty, waiting to be filled. Riley on the other hand had been accepted into NYU and was planning on studying law, just like her mother. She wanted to work for a non-profit organization, and bring a little more light into the world. Lucas had been accepted into NYU as well, and was going into veterinary studies. They were still very much the power couple, and were closer than ever.
Smackle and Farkle were of course both going into the biological science program at Cornell University, and had been ranked best in their grade, sharing the top spot. Zay on the other hand had been recruited from high school for baseball to train to be the next Derek Jeter. The gang had all grown up, and were all bound to be the future leaders of America. But had anyone expected any different?
As for Ethan, he would be juggling night college and his paid internship at Sony Music Entertainment. It turned out that Ethan was not just a pretty face, but a very talented singer, and pretty smart to boot. He and Maya had saved up enough money to afford a apartment close enough to where Maya would be attending school. It was tiny and cramped, but it was theirs. She had moved back in with her mother a couple of months after their reconnection, and after more than a few family therapy sessions, had become closer than ever. She even had a new step father from her mother's marriage to Shawn, and would be expecting a baby brother in the spring. It had taken some heartbreak, and pain, but Maya had gotten her happy ending. She had kept her best friends, her new friends, and the man she loved. She had done it.
Maya, in the simplest of words, was finally happy.
A/N: Wow. I have spent months and months pouring blood, sweat, and tears into this story. It's my child. And now like it's characters, it's gone off to college. I'm a little heartbroken. But I hope you all enjoyed reading this. It was dark, sometimes funny, but most of all... angsty. This story is really close to my heart because of the way I grew up. Not with all the family problems, but living in an area that doesn't accept people who smoke or drink, or like to have fun. I wanted Maya, a character I really respected to kind of show that although people will judge you, all you have to do is be your raw, authentic self, and the right people will still love you. I uh... I think I've said all I need to say. This is Female Whovian, signing off. Bye.