20. The End of the Begining
Authors Note: The rest of this story takes place in May 2006 and up. I wasn't gonna put this up until tomorrow, but I decided to put it up tonight. Now, if any of you are still reading my work after that last chapter, let me tell you I HAVE RESONS for doing what I do! I hope you'll be happy with the end of the story, cuz it's coming up in 5 chapters. Enjoy!
Eighteen year old Joan Girardi steped out of her house and into the bright sun light. She threw her head back and smiled. Life was going great. She was graduating in two months, her older brother Kevin had gotten married a few months earlier to Rebecca Askew, Joan had gotten into every college she had applied for, and God hadn't told her to do anything in two years. Since her brother Luke had taken the car to school, and Joan really didn't want to ride with him, she was walking to school. Half way there she was approched by an oh-so-familliar powerwalker.
"Hello Joan," she said. Joan looked at the powerwalker.
"Wow, long time," Joan said.
"Yes, it has been. Joan, you didn't let him go," God said.
"Huh?" Joan asked.
"Adam Rove. Two years ago I asked you to let him go," God said, bringing back painful memories for Joan.
"Yes I did," Joan told God.
"Maybe you've convinced yourself you have, but you still love him. Which is going to make this a lot harder on you. Oh, and Joan, be a good friend to Grace. She's going to need one really soon," God said, walking off.
Joan entered the school and headed for her locker. As she was about to close the door, a hand slammed it shut for her.
"Hello Grace," Joan said. Grace pulled her hand away from the locker and the girls began to walk to their first class.
"He took it," Grace said.
"Who took what?" Joan asked. Grace rolled her eyes.
"Remember how NYU offered Rove that scholarship two years ago?" Joan nodded.
"Yeah, well, he got offered it again yesterday and he said yes," Grace told her.
"Oh. Cool," Joan said.
"He's leaving tonight. You should tell him," Grace said.
"Tell him what?" Joan asked, making Grace roll her eyes again.
"That you love him," Grace said as Luke walked over to the girls. He and Grace kissed and Joan made the treditional 'my brother and my best friend are kissing in front of me, I think I'm gonna be sick' noise.
"Who loves who?" Luke asked, falling in step with Joan and Grace.
"Joan loves Adam. Adam loves Joan. You know, the usual," Grace told him.
"Ah yes," Luke said with a nod. They walked past Adam's locker and he two joined them.
"So, I hear you're going to New York?" Joan asked.
"Guess Grace told you. Yeah, I'm leaving tonight. 9:50," Adam said.
"Well that's cool right? Get to go to college for free and do your art?" Joan said, trying to sound supportive.
"Yeah, I guess," Adam said.
"So, you gonna miss it here?" Joan asked.
"Yeah, I guess I'll miss stuff," Adam told her.
"Like what?" Joan asked. Grace knew where she was going with the conversation.
"Hey Luke, cutting first period?" she asked, leaving to give Joan and Adam some time.
"I could be," he said. In the two years he and Grace had been dating, everyone had noticed they had been rubbing off on each other. Luke had been becoming more rebellious, while Grace had been becoming a little less rebellious. Grace raised an eyebrow and smiled suggestively.
"See you guys at lunch," Luke said as they walked off.
"Does that ever gross you out?" Adam asked. Joan laughed.
"Every day."
The door to the janitors closet opened, causing Luke and Grace to break their kiss.
"Third time this week Miss Polk, Mr. Girardi. I believe that's another detention," Mr. Price said, pulling them out of the closet. Grace and Luke trailed behind Price, heading for the office. He pointed to two chairs.
"Sit while I write you two up," Price said. Helen turned to Price.
"What did they do?" she asked.
"A public display of affection," Price said, walking into his office.
"Techanally, it wasn't. It wasn't in public. Public would be where other people could see. And unless people can see through doors-" Grace pointed out. Price ignored her, and came back out with two detention slips. He handed them to Luke and Grace, then walked back into his office and closed the door. Grace looked at the date on the slip.
"The eleventh?" she asked.
"Yes, it's the eleventh," Helen said.
"Oh my God." Grace stood up and walked out of the office, putting her slip into her pocket as she headed down the hall.
As school let out, Adam, Joan, Luke and Grace walked down the steps like any other day. Adam stopped on the bottom step and turned around, looking at the school. After a moment, he continuted walking with his friends.
"It's weird, yo," Adam said.
"What?"Joan asked.
"It's my last day here. I just feel like there's something left I haven't done yet." Grace shot a dagger look at him.
"Maybe because there is. You know what they say, never leave town when there's something you aren't telling someone," Grace told him.
"Can't say I know that saying," Adam said. Grace stopped and looked at her friends.
"Hopeless! You're both hopeless!! I give up!!!" Grace exclamed, storming off.
"What was that about?" Joan asked.
"I've got a feeling I know," Luke said, heading for the parking lot.
"Hey, Adam?" Joan asked once her brother was gone.
"Hm?"
"I'm going to miss you," Joan said.
"I'll miss you too Joan," Adam said as it began to rain. "Want a ride home?" Adam offered.
"Thanks," Joan said.
Authors Note: The rest of this story takes place in May 2006 and up. I wasn't gonna put this up until tomorrow, but I decided to put it up tonight. Now, if any of you are still reading my work after that last chapter, let me tell you I HAVE RESONS for doing what I do! I hope you'll be happy with the end of the story, cuz it's coming up in 5 chapters. Enjoy!
Eighteen year old Joan Girardi steped out of her house and into the bright sun light. She threw her head back and smiled. Life was going great. She was graduating in two months, her older brother Kevin had gotten married a few months earlier to Rebecca Askew, Joan had gotten into every college she had applied for, and God hadn't told her to do anything in two years. Since her brother Luke had taken the car to school, and Joan really didn't want to ride with him, she was walking to school. Half way there she was approched by an oh-so-familliar powerwalker.
"Hello Joan," she said. Joan looked at the powerwalker.
"Wow, long time," Joan said.
"Yes, it has been. Joan, you didn't let him go," God said.
"Huh?" Joan asked.
"Adam Rove. Two years ago I asked you to let him go," God said, bringing back painful memories for Joan.
"Yes I did," Joan told God.
"Maybe you've convinced yourself you have, but you still love him. Which is going to make this a lot harder on you. Oh, and Joan, be a good friend to Grace. She's going to need one really soon," God said, walking off.
Joan entered the school and headed for her locker. As she was about to close the door, a hand slammed it shut for her.
"Hello Grace," Joan said. Grace pulled her hand away from the locker and the girls began to walk to their first class.
"He took it," Grace said.
"Who took what?" Joan asked. Grace rolled her eyes.
"Remember how NYU offered Rove that scholarship two years ago?" Joan nodded.
"Yeah, well, he got offered it again yesterday and he said yes," Grace told her.
"Oh. Cool," Joan said.
"He's leaving tonight. You should tell him," Grace said.
"Tell him what?" Joan asked, making Grace roll her eyes again.
"That you love him," Grace said as Luke walked over to the girls. He and Grace kissed and Joan made the treditional 'my brother and my best friend are kissing in front of me, I think I'm gonna be sick' noise.
"Who loves who?" Luke asked, falling in step with Joan and Grace.
"Joan loves Adam. Adam loves Joan. You know, the usual," Grace told him.
"Ah yes," Luke said with a nod. They walked past Adam's locker and he two joined them.
"So, I hear you're going to New York?" Joan asked.
"Guess Grace told you. Yeah, I'm leaving tonight. 9:50," Adam said.
"Well that's cool right? Get to go to college for free and do your art?" Joan said, trying to sound supportive.
"Yeah, I guess," Adam said.
"So, you gonna miss it here?" Joan asked.
"Yeah, I guess I'll miss stuff," Adam told her.
"Like what?" Joan asked. Grace knew where she was going with the conversation.
"Hey Luke, cutting first period?" she asked, leaving to give Joan and Adam some time.
"I could be," he said. In the two years he and Grace had been dating, everyone had noticed they had been rubbing off on each other. Luke had been becoming more rebellious, while Grace had been becoming a little less rebellious. Grace raised an eyebrow and smiled suggestively.
"See you guys at lunch," Luke said as they walked off.
"Does that ever gross you out?" Adam asked. Joan laughed.
"Every day."
The door to the janitors closet opened, causing Luke and Grace to break their kiss.
"Third time this week Miss Polk, Mr. Girardi. I believe that's another detention," Mr. Price said, pulling them out of the closet. Grace and Luke trailed behind Price, heading for the office. He pointed to two chairs.
"Sit while I write you two up," Price said. Helen turned to Price.
"What did they do?" she asked.
"A public display of affection," Price said, walking into his office.
"Techanally, it wasn't. It wasn't in public. Public would be where other people could see. And unless people can see through doors-" Grace pointed out. Price ignored her, and came back out with two detention slips. He handed them to Luke and Grace, then walked back into his office and closed the door. Grace looked at the date on the slip.
"The eleventh?" she asked.
"Yes, it's the eleventh," Helen said.
"Oh my God." Grace stood up and walked out of the office, putting her slip into her pocket as she headed down the hall.
As school let out, Adam, Joan, Luke and Grace walked down the steps like any other day. Adam stopped on the bottom step and turned around, looking at the school. After a moment, he continuted walking with his friends.
"It's weird, yo," Adam said.
"What?"Joan asked.
"It's my last day here. I just feel like there's something left I haven't done yet." Grace shot a dagger look at him.
"Maybe because there is. You know what they say, never leave town when there's something you aren't telling someone," Grace told him.
"Can't say I know that saying," Adam said. Grace stopped and looked at her friends.
"Hopeless! You're both hopeless!! I give up!!!" Grace exclamed, storming off.
"What was that about?" Joan asked.
"I've got a feeling I know," Luke said, heading for the parking lot.
"Hey, Adam?" Joan asked once her brother was gone.
"Hm?"
"I'm going to miss you," Joan said.
"I'll miss you too Joan," Adam said as it began to rain. "Want a ride home?" Adam offered.
"Thanks," Joan said.