Changes, For Better or Worse?
A/N-This will really be the end now. Enjoy and Review please!
Epilogue Part 2- The Past Two Years
The past two years had been one big blur. Mostly because of him.
Miranda heard familiar noises from the next room. Pen on paper, his sigh of frustration, the soft music he always played when he worked to soothe his nerves.
"Sweetie", she called. "Why don't you take a break?"
"I can't", he called back. "The kids just aren't getting it."
"Please", Miranda begged. "Looking at my scrapbook made me sad and lonely."
He came into the room and eyed her strangely. "They were mostly good memories. Why are you sad?"
"Because Ethan, we're old." She picked up the book and threw it on his lap as he sat down. "This", she said pointing "was so long ago."
Ethan fingered the loosely bound heavily worn album of their lives. "Randa- we're only twenty seven", he said logically.
Miranda smiled. "I know", she said curling into his lap. "I just wanted you to take a break from grading those papers. You work too hard", she murmured as she kissed his temple, losing herself in her thoughts.
How had this all happened? How had she ended up engaged to Ethan? Well, it had started two years ago when Ethan called her up, as upset as she'd ever heard him. He had broken off his engagement saying that it wasn't right, something was missing. He didn't know what to do with himself. Miranda had convinced him to give LA a try, that there were plenty of problem kids here he could save.
Ethan came and crashed with her for a while and well, things just happened. After being apart for the better part of four years, as corny as it was, absence had made the heart grow fonder. Miranda and Ethan wanted to be together again and now it felt right. Everything fell into place.
They were comfortable with each other, best friends and they knew what they had was real. Both had seriously dated others, loved others and knew what else was out there. No matter how much they resisted at first, they always ended up back in each other's arms when all was said and done. That's where they were happiest.
And a few months ago, they'd finally gotten engaged much to everyone elses, particularly Lizzie and Gordo's relief.
Miranda listened to the incredible sound of his voice as he vented his frustrations.
"No matter how hard I try, the kids don't care and they don't get it. It's like the last thing they want to do is learn."
"Uh sweetie", she said gingerly. "You weren't exactly into school either in junior high. None of us were, except Gordo."
"I know", Ethan said. "Who would ever believe that I, Ethan Craft, would become a junior high English teacher, champion of education?"
"Me", she said laying her head to rest on his chest.
"And who would have thought", he continued "That Hillridge Junior High's worst actress would now be a regular on prime time television?", he said softly kissing the top of her head.
"Me", she said again, this time laughing as she nudged him.
"And", Ethan started again. "Who would've thought that we'd end up getting married someday?"
Miranda sat up and rolled her eyes. "You done yet?"
"No", he said laughing. "Not at all. I forgot to tell you I invited Kate to the wedding. I thought it was only right since she pushed us together in the first place." That was sure to get Miranda riled up.
"She's not coming to any wedding of mine. Besides, I think she's over you by now." Miranda patted his arm reassuringly after delivering the blow to his fragile ego.
"Tables have turned. My kids think I've been lying to them about you. They can't understand why a "hottie television star" like you would want to marry a plain old school teacher like me", he noted.
"Two months", she said wiggling her fingers excitedly in Ethan's face.
"To what?", he joked intertwining his fingers with her own.
"Until I become Mrs. Miranda. . . Sanchez", she said finally. After discussions, it had been decided by both that legally she was not taking his name. Career wise it made things easier. She had already made a name for herself and Miranda Sanchez was a better stage name. Ethan, as usual, had understood.
"Well, on paper I'll be Miranda Sanchez, but in my heart I'll ALWAYS be Miranda Craft", she said melodramatically, a small giggle escaping her lips.
"That's it. I've heard enough from you", Ethan said moving in for the attack. He tickled her relentlessly as she fell backwards on the couch, fits of uncontrollable laughter spilling from her insides.
He tickled her sides as Miranda fought to regain her breath. "Please", she said. "I'll be good. Truce."
Ethan eased up and scooped her into his arms, Miranda's own immediately moving to wrap around his neck. They reached in for a long lingering mind numbing kiss, losing themselves in the sensations.
As they pulled apart, as usual, neither could remember what they had been arguing about, even though it had been in fun. She let out the breath she had been holding.
"I should get back to work", he said.
"No. Stay awhile", Miranda said resting her head back on his chest. Her eyes were heavy and she could feel herself drifting off quickly. She murmured contently when she felt Ethan's arms wrap around her tighter, a signal that he'd given in.
"Okay---for a few minutes", he said.
But she could tell by the sound of his breathing he was drifting off as well.
Miranda's eyes fluttered closed. As she drifted off one thought crossed her mind. First love, it really did last forever. And nothing could ever change that.
THE END!!!!!!!!!
A/N-This will really be the end now. Enjoy and Review please!
Epilogue Part 2- The Past Two Years
The past two years had been one big blur. Mostly because of him.
Miranda heard familiar noises from the next room. Pen on paper, his sigh of frustration, the soft music he always played when he worked to soothe his nerves.
"Sweetie", she called. "Why don't you take a break?"
"I can't", he called back. "The kids just aren't getting it."
"Please", Miranda begged. "Looking at my scrapbook made me sad and lonely."
He came into the room and eyed her strangely. "They were mostly good memories. Why are you sad?"
"Because Ethan, we're old." She picked up the book and threw it on his lap as he sat down. "This", she said pointing "was so long ago."
Ethan fingered the loosely bound heavily worn album of their lives. "Randa- we're only twenty seven", he said logically.
Miranda smiled. "I know", she said curling into his lap. "I just wanted you to take a break from grading those papers. You work too hard", she murmured as she kissed his temple, losing herself in her thoughts.
How had this all happened? How had she ended up engaged to Ethan? Well, it had started two years ago when Ethan called her up, as upset as she'd ever heard him. He had broken off his engagement saying that it wasn't right, something was missing. He didn't know what to do with himself. Miranda had convinced him to give LA a try, that there were plenty of problem kids here he could save.
Ethan came and crashed with her for a while and well, things just happened. After being apart for the better part of four years, as corny as it was, absence had made the heart grow fonder. Miranda and Ethan wanted to be together again and now it felt right. Everything fell into place.
They were comfortable with each other, best friends and they knew what they had was real. Both had seriously dated others, loved others and knew what else was out there. No matter how much they resisted at first, they always ended up back in each other's arms when all was said and done. That's where they were happiest.
And a few months ago, they'd finally gotten engaged much to everyone elses, particularly Lizzie and Gordo's relief.
Miranda listened to the incredible sound of his voice as he vented his frustrations.
"No matter how hard I try, the kids don't care and they don't get it. It's like the last thing they want to do is learn."
"Uh sweetie", she said gingerly. "You weren't exactly into school either in junior high. None of us were, except Gordo."
"I know", Ethan said. "Who would ever believe that I, Ethan Craft, would become a junior high English teacher, champion of education?"
"Me", she said laying her head to rest on his chest.
"And who would have thought", he continued "That Hillridge Junior High's worst actress would now be a regular on prime time television?", he said softly kissing the top of her head.
"Me", she said again, this time laughing as she nudged him.
"And", Ethan started again. "Who would've thought that we'd end up getting married someday?"
Miranda sat up and rolled her eyes. "You done yet?"
"No", he said laughing. "Not at all. I forgot to tell you I invited Kate to the wedding. I thought it was only right since she pushed us together in the first place." That was sure to get Miranda riled up.
"She's not coming to any wedding of mine. Besides, I think she's over you by now." Miranda patted his arm reassuringly after delivering the blow to his fragile ego.
"Tables have turned. My kids think I've been lying to them about you. They can't understand why a "hottie television star" like you would want to marry a plain old school teacher like me", he noted.
"Two months", she said wiggling her fingers excitedly in Ethan's face.
"To what?", he joked intertwining his fingers with her own.
"Until I become Mrs. Miranda. . . Sanchez", she said finally. After discussions, it had been decided by both that legally she was not taking his name. Career wise it made things easier. She had already made a name for herself and Miranda Sanchez was a better stage name. Ethan, as usual, had understood.
"Well, on paper I'll be Miranda Sanchez, but in my heart I'll ALWAYS be Miranda Craft", she said melodramatically, a small giggle escaping her lips.
"That's it. I've heard enough from you", Ethan said moving in for the attack. He tickled her relentlessly as she fell backwards on the couch, fits of uncontrollable laughter spilling from her insides.
He tickled her sides as Miranda fought to regain her breath. "Please", she said. "I'll be good. Truce."
Ethan eased up and scooped her into his arms, Miranda's own immediately moving to wrap around his neck. They reached in for a long lingering mind numbing kiss, losing themselves in the sensations.
As they pulled apart, as usual, neither could remember what they had been arguing about, even though it had been in fun. She let out the breath she had been holding.
"I should get back to work", he said.
"No. Stay awhile", Miranda said resting her head back on his chest. Her eyes were heavy and she could feel herself drifting off quickly. She murmured contently when she felt Ethan's arms wrap around her tighter, a signal that he'd given in.
"Okay---for a few minutes", he said.
But she could tell by the sound of his breathing he was drifting off as well.
Miranda's eyes fluttered closed. As she drifted off one thought crossed her mind. First love, it really did last forever. And nothing could ever change that.
THE END!!!!!!!!!