Epilogue
Author's Note: Well, I couldn't let it go without a little bit more... thank you all for always reading and supporting me through all sixteen chapters (and now an epilogue). Love ya all! Oh, and Kate... this epilogue's for you... you'll see why. *directs Storm to her latest chapter fic The Making of a Lady, and begs her not to take away her muse's M&Ms*
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The Rhythm was reserved exclusively that night for the senior class. Caps and gowns had been discarded and everyone was celebrating. No longer were they high schoolers- it was time for the real world. But there was still time to party before they had to think about college and waiting jobs, at least for one last night.
Chris and Tina had spent the night together, spinning and dancing their way across the dance floor. Chris ate up every twirl of her skirt, every bounce of her crimson curls, every sparkle in her eyes. And she couldn't get enough of his touch. Each time their hands met, a jolt of electricity seemed to course through her veins, and each caress seemed to burn her skin like fire. But she knew it was all part of being in love.
She laughed as he dipped her low and then pressed her lips to his. It was one of a thousand kisses they had already shared that night. She had to make up for all those that they had lost over the past months. But it was worth it, she knew. Everything they had gone through had only been to bring them together so that they were inseparable. All their roads had led to love, a love that could heal any heartbreak, any loss, any amount of suffering.
It seemed as if they had been dancing for only minutes when the clock struck three a.m. and the d.j. put on the last song of the night. Tina, who had been dancing with a group of friends, found her way back to Chris' arm as the first words drifted out over the crowd.
"Closing time, open all the doors and let you out into the world..."
They wrapped their arms around each other as she rested her head on his shoulder. In the balcony above, Uncle Harold stood with his arm around Kara's shoulders. "You think he's found the one, dearest?"
She nodded. "I know he has, Harry. They're made for each other, you can just tell by looking at them."
Harold seemed to contemplate this. "You think they'd name their first kid after me?"
She poked him. "Of course not! They're naming her after me!"
He kissed his young wife, slightly dislodging her beret from where it sat on her reddish hair. "Of course they are, dear. Of course." He looked out across the crowd, but spoke specifically about Chris and Tina when he said, "Everything's going so well."
Also in the balcony, Henry sat with a drink in his hand, watching his friends with a smile on his face. The court singer and the queen had finally realized their love. It would make a good story to tell one day, he thought. It had everything you needed- heroes, villains, damsels in distress, and most importantly, true love.
His thoughts were interrupted as a girl in a peasant dress sat down at his table. She had blonde-streaked brown hair down to her waist and had an 'artsy' look to her. "Hi," she said shyly.
"Hi."
"I don't know if you know me... my name's Catherine. I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime..."
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The song began to wind down, and, knowing the night would soon be over, Tina looked up into Chris' eyes. "I love you," he whispered to her.
"I know," she smiled. She ran a hand through his brown locks and began to sing along with the song. "I know who I want to take me home... I know who I want to take me home..." She kissed him deeply, then whispered into his ear. "Take me home."
Hand in hand, they slipped out of the nightclub as the final strains of the song faded away.
"Closing time... every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end..."
END
Author's Note: Well, I couldn't let it go without a little bit more... thank you all for always reading and supporting me through all sixteen chapters (and now an epilogue). Love ya all! Oh, and Kate... this epilogue's for you... you'll see why. *directs Storm to her latest chapter fic The Making of a Lady, and begs her not to take away her muse's M&Ms*
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The Rhythm was reserved exclusively that night for the senior class. Caps and gowns had been discarded and everyone was celebrating. No longer were they high schoolers- it was time for the real world. But there was still time to party before they had to think about college and waiting jobs, at least for one last night.
Chris and Tina had spent the night together, spinning and dancing their way across the dance floor. Chris ate up every twirl of her skirt, every bounce of her crimson curls, every sparkle in her eyes. And she couldn't get enough of his touch. Each time their hands met, a jolt of electricity seemed to course through her veins, and each caress seemed to burn her skin like fire. But she knew it was all part of being in love.
She laughed as he dipped her low and then pressed her lips to his. It was one of a thousand kisses they had already shared that night. She had to make up for all those that they had lost over the past months. But it was worth it, she knew. Everything they had gone through had only been to bring them together so that they were inseparable. All their roads had led to love, a love that could heal any heartbreak, any loss, any amount of suffering.
It seemed as if they had been dancing for only minutes when the clock struck three a.m. and the d.j. put on the last song of the night. Tina, who had been dancing with a group of friends, found her way back to Chris' arm as the first words drifted out over the crowd.
"Closing time, open all the doors and let you out into the world..."
They wrapped their arms around each other as she rested her head on his shoulder. In the balcony above, Uncle Harold stood with his arm around Kara's shoulders. "You think he's found the one, dearest?"
She nodded. "I know he has, Harry. They're made for each other, you can just tell by looking at them."
Harold seemed to contemplate this. "You think they'd name their first kid after me?"
She poked him. "Of course not! They're naming her after me!"
He kissed his young wife, slightly dislodging her beret from where it sat on her reddish hair. "Of course they are, dear. Of course." He looked out across the crowd, but spoke specifically about Chris and Tina when he said, "Everything's going so well."
Also in the balcony, Henry sat with a drink in his hand, watching his friends with a smile on his face. The court singer and the queen had finally realized their love. It would make a good story to tell one day, he thought. It had everything you needed- heroes, villains, damsels in distress, and most importantly, true love.
His thoughts were interrupted as a girl in a peasant dress sat down at his table. She had blonde-streaked brown hair down to her waist and had an 'artsy' look to her. "Hi," she said shyly.
"Hi."
"I don't know if you know me... my name's Catherine. I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime..."
* * *
The song began to wind down, and, knowing the night would soon be over, Tina looked up into Chris' eyes. "I love you," he whispered to her.
"I know," she smiled. She ran a hand through his brown locks and began to sing along with the song. "I know who I want to take me home... I know who I want to take me home..." She kissed him deeply, then whispered into his ear. "Take me home."
Hand in hand, they slipped out of the nightclub as the final strains of the song faded away.
"Closing time... every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end..."
END
