Epilogue: That's What Friends Are For

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*Nobody's POV*

            As the days moved on, people started to forget about the whole incident with Val and Mike. After a huge fight broke out in the cafeteria one day amongst the football team – Tyler, Hank, Ian, Robbie, and Jordan(another player) against Mike and the rest of the team- the coach of the team found out about the secret club. He gave the entire team a two-hour lecture on why pranks are harmful. Needless to say, the club was suspended from existence. Still, a growing feud grew between the two halves of the football team. Not surprisingly, Mike led one group and Tyler led the other.

            "Hey, Tyler!" Val called out one afternoon as everyone was heading to their after school +activities.

            "Hey. What's up?"

            "I talked to Casey today…" Tyler perked up at the sound of that. He and Casey were still in a fight. She was still mad that he didn't tell her about the prank because she felt that he didn't trust her. Val had gotten pretty friendly with her and talked to her about the whole issue, convincing her that it wasn't Tyler's fault.

            "What'd she say?" Tyler asked eagerly.

            "She wants to speak to you right now. She's in the courtyard by the big oak tree, waiting now."

            "Now?"

            "Now. Go on, I'll tell Coach you're talking to a teacher."         

            "Okay, thanks a bunch, Val!" Val smiled as she watched Tyler's retreating back. She had eventually gotten over Tyler and Mike both. She was extremely happy with Ian and Ian felt the same way. It was great to have someone like him around. Their relationship had been nothing but smooth sailing so far and she had a feeling that they would be together for a very long time. Something sparked whenever she was around him that made her knees weak every time. As if on cue, Ian sauntered up beside her, "Hey, are you heading to cheer?" Val looked up at him, "Oh hey Ian! Yeah, lemme guess. You're going to football?"

            "Whoa…we must have ESP or something!" Ian joked. Val laughed, brushing her now shoulder-length blond hair behind her shoulder. Ian tried not to stare at his newly made girlfriend. She was the most beautiful female living, he was sure. He loved her so much and he was willing to wait forever until she was ready to move onto the next step. That just made the times when they kissed or something like that even more special. And by this, he knew that Val wasn't going out with him only because he was a football player; he knew she was real.

            "Val, Val, Val, wait up!" Jaime and Caitie called, running through the hall. Ian and Val stopped walking and watched amusedly as they ran to catch up to them Ian had grown closer to all of Val's friends and discovered that they weren't as bad as all the jocks had made them seem.

            "Hey, Ian," they said together, breathlessly.

            "Hey," he said casually.

            "Val," Caitie started, "You'll never believe what just happened!"

            "What?"

            "Hank practically broke Mike's nose!"

            "What? Why?" Ian asked.

            "He started calling you and Val and couple that are only going out because they're desperate!"

            "WHAT?!" Val and Ian said together.

            "Yeah, he was saying that to all the other guys in the courtyard and Hank practically flattened him."

            "What did the other guys do?"

            "They were equally mad. I mean, you guys may be mad at each other, but you still don't do that to a fellow team-mate."

            "And Caitie was screaming at him! It was great!" Jaime laughed. Val was amazed that her friendship was so strong with Hank, Caitie, and Tyler.

            "Wow…thanks you guys."

            "Hey, that's what friends are for!" they walked off. Ian smiled down at Val, "You sure do have a great bunch of friends."

            "They're your friends too, ya know." They reached the football field and found the other football players had all looked up when they walked in. Mike almost cowered at the sight of them. But when he saw that they weren't going to do anything, he yelled, "IAN YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE, YA HEAR?! AN ASSHOLE!!!" All the football players turned on him and when Mike lunged at Val, Ian punched him, "No, I think you're just jealous. You lost a chance with a great girl who deserves a lot more than you, you piece of scum! But thanks, though. You earned me my chance with her. At least I didn't fuck it up the first week…" he walked away with a bunch of "yeah" and "that's right"'s following him. Val blushed, "Thanks, Ian."

            "Hey, that's what friends are for." He smiled at her and gave her a hug before he headed into the locker room. Val caught Hank by the arm as he was rushing by, "Hey Hank."

            "Hey Val."

            "Thanks for defending me when Mike was dissing me n' Ian."

            "Hey, that's what friends are for."

Val smiled, "So I hear. Can you tell the coach Tyler is talking to his teacher?"

            "Yeah sure. Later!" Val smiled at him and walked towards the girl's locker room. On the way, she bumped into Tyler, "Hey Tyler, how'd the talk go."

            "Great!" Tyler smiled broadly, "She said that you told her I was upset about her being mad at me. She said that she was sorry for taking it out on me and that you seemed okay now. And that she loves me!" Tyler exclaimed. Val squealed and hugged Tyler, "Congrats!"

            "It was all you, Val. It was all you. That was just amazing, thanks so much!"

            "Hey…that's what friends are for." Val grinned crazily and entered the locker room. Friends will always be there for you, through thick and thin. And through this, she really learned: That's what friends are for!

The End

*That's it! My story! I hope you like it!! What do you think: Should I write a sequelish kind of thing? What goes on with Ian? What goes on with Tyler and Casey? What do you think?*