Here it is. (I feel sad. Oh, the formal title of this chapter is "Ends are Just New Beginnings," but Allyn and I liked "The Fluffle Chapter".

The end. (I think I'm going to cry. I love this story! -Jordan)

Wow. (Let's goooo! -Jordan)

Emily stared at the envelope in her hands. Chad's handwriting was on the front: Emster. The envelope had fallen out of her locker as she had gotten her things together to leave the school.

She debated opening it. Frankly, she was scared. What if it was him breaking up with her? They had been growing apart for the past few days.

He stopped calling, walking her home, and spent all his free time with Zeke.

What really didn't help is that Emily had lost her journal. She didn't have anything to confide in.

'Em, what are you thinking? This is Chad! He wouldn't break up with you--in a note.'

She gathered all her courage in one, deep breath and opened the envelope. A letter fell out. She picked it up, and noticed her hand was shaking.

Emster,

I read the journal. Meet me at 6 tonight.

-- Chad

"Oh God, what does that mean?!" she said aloud.

"What does what mean?" Troy peeped into the door.

"This!" she held up the note.

"What is this journal he speaks of?" Troy questioned.

"I've been writing in a journal, since Laura left Daddy."

"Em, for the last time call her 'Mom'."

"No," she studied his dressed up appearance, "Where are you going?"

"I have a date," he said quickly.

"WHAT?!"

"Look, I'm just doing it to get all the girls off of my back."

"Have fun with Sarah, then."

"Her name is Daylie. So there," he stuck out his tongue.

"Just go," she laughed.

Troy left the house and left Emily in silence. Their dad had gone for another conference for the weekend, so Emily was the only one in the house.

She looked at the clock; 5:17. While soaking in the silence, Emily lost herself in deep thought. There was so much to think about, and she didn't have anywhere to put it down.

Since she was in deep thought, Emily jumped at the sound of her phone ringing.

"Hello?" she answered, not bothering to look at the caller I.D.

"Hey," Chad's voice replied quietly from the other end.

"Oh, hey, Chad."

"Did you open it?" He was referring to the envelope, of course.

"Yeah."

"Are you coming?"

"Yes, Chad. I'm coming," she sighed.

"Okay, see you soon!" Chad hung up.

Emily couldn't help but feel utter confusion as she changed.

"Chad! Open the door!" Emily stood on her tip-toes to look through the small window in the front door.

"ONE SECOND!" Chad's voice was muffled through the door.

Emily sighed and smoothed down her shirt. 'Deep breaths, Em. Just take deep breaths.'

She heard footsteps approach the door and the doorknob turning. The next thing she saw was Chad's smiling face in the doorway.

"Hey," he continued smiling.

"Chad, what is this?"

"Just come in," he moved aside to let her into his house.

She entered and found the house lights off, and the place lit with candles. The scent was strong throughout the house. It was vanilla; Emily's favorite.

Emily inhaled deeply, taking it all in. Chad watched her reaction and smiled.

"I still don't get this, Chad," she turned around to face him.

"You're not supposed to," he laughed gently, "Now, come on." He led her to the dining room, which completely blew Emily away.

The table - seated for two - was covered with a simple white table cloth. In the center, there was a bouquet of Gerber Daisies - Emily's favorite flowers. On the sides of the bouquet were two more candles.

"Chad," she said breathlessly.

He smiled once more and pulled out her chair. Emily sat down, still soaking it all in.

"How did-?" she looked around, only to find him not in the room anymore. "Chad?"

"Right here," his voice said from behind her. He set a plate of spaghetti in front of her and returned to his seat.

Emily looked from her plate to him with questioning look on her face.

"Yes, I made it," he chuckled. "Oh, and I would appreciate it if you didn't make jokes," Chad added.

"You? Made this?"

"Yes, hard to believe, isn't it?"

"Very."

"Hey now!"

The couple laughed and Emily - although somewhat apprehensive - took a bite. "Ooh, this is good, Chad."

"Zeke's a good teacher," Chad grinned.

"That's why you were spending all your time with Zeke? To learn how to cook?"

"Well, yeah. I wanted to do something special for you."

Emily felt herself blush. "To think this whole time I thought you were about to break up with me."

"Emster, that's why I did this whole thing. I read your journal entry, and I just wanted to show you how perfect we were together."

She felt herself blush harder. "I'm sorry I didn't talk to you."

"Don't worry about it," he smiled and took her hand from across the table.

"Thank you, Chad," she smiled as they stood at her front door.

"Don't thank me," he smiled back.

Emily's heart melted at his smile. It was almost as if she had fallen in love with him all over again. She loved the feeling, and didn't want the night to end.

Emily felt a subtle sadness come over her. They were at her front door. In a few minutes, she would go inside and Chad would go home; back to their normal lives.

"I love you," he looked her dead in the eye.

Tears came to her eyes. She couldn't have been happier in that moment.

"I love you, too," she whispered.

Emily and Chad's lips met with pure passion. They're love ran so deep in that one moment, you could almost see the electricity jump between them.

"Oh God, you're perfect," she wiped away her tears when they pulled apart.

"I'm not perfect, Emster," he wiped one of her tears away.

She laughed gently and gave him a watery smile. "I guess this is goodnight, huh?" she sniffed.

"Maybe, maybe not," Chad smirked.

"Chad, what are you planning this time?"

"You'll see soon enough."

"But-"

"Night, Emster," he laughed gently and kissed her on the forehead. He then ran down the sidewalk towards his house.

Emily walked into the house, looking around suspiciously for signs of Chad's next surprise. Not that she needed anything else. She was perfectly content with what he had done for her.

She saw what she was looking for - or she guessed so - once she stepped into her bedroom. A single package was on her bed, plainly wrapped.

Emily opened in cautiously. When she opened it, she smiled to herself.

It was her journal.

A card attached to the front cover of the journal read: Last page.

Emily was curious as to what this meant. She opened her journal to the last page, to see Chad's handwriting.

It was a letter.

Chad took a deep breath as he stood in the Boltons' backyard - in the precise spot Emily and Chad had their first kiss. Well, not technically they're first. Since, they had kissed in kindergarten. But, Chad didn't really think that counted - since he found it gross at the time.

He saw Emily's figure appear at the door. He took another deep breath and checked his pockets for the small box. 'Thank God, I remembered it,' Chad thought as he felt the gift in his pocket.

Emily opened the backdoor and looked at him with tears in her eyes. Before Chad could even think, Emily ran and kissed him.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," she kept repeating as he hugged her.

"Don't be. You didn't know," he held her close.

And there they stood for a while, hugging.

"Emster, I love you so much," Chad released her and dug in his pocket.

"Chad, what are you doing?" Emily wiped her eyes.

He brought out a small velvet box. A ring box.

"Don't worry. I'm not proposing," he laughed gently as he saw Emily's eyes widen.

Chad opened the box to reveal his mother's engagement ring.

Emily inhaled deeply and covered her mouth. "Chad--" she managed to get out.

"Emily, my mom told me to give this to someone I want to spend the rest of my life with. I know we're too young to be engaged, but right now, I know I want to. Me loving you, that'll never change."

More tears streamed down Emily's face.

"Emily Katherine Bolton, I'm giving you this promise ring to promise you that I'm going to wait for you; that I'm going to be there for you, no matter what; that I'm going to be loving you, no matter where I am."

"Chad, you don't have to do this," she whispered.

"Yes, Emster, I do."

He slid the ring onto her right ring finger, and - amazingly - it fit perfectly. They both took it (as I'm sure you readers do) as a sign that they were meant to be.

She kissed him once more, the most passionate of their kisses that night. As they stood there kissing each other, a gentle rain began to fall. Emily smiled as their foreheads touched.

"Wasn't it your dream to kiss in the rain?" Chad whispered.

"Mmhm," she grinned and kissed him once more.

The next morning, Emily woke up still glowing from her date with Chad. She turned over in her bed and picked up her journal.

She turned to the last page once more.

Dear Emster,

I'm not really good at this. So please, don't laugh.

When I read your journal entry, I knew I needed to do this for you. For us. I know we've been going through a rough point, and it's not all your fault, so don't blame yourself.

I've been worried. Just as much as you have. Although, I didn't have something as handy as this journal to keep all my thoughts in, so I started getting upset and angry, when I should have just talked to you.

Why did I get upset? Well, the truth is, Em, the way we are now, is how my parents started acting, which ultimately led to their divorce.

I couldn't bear the thought of losing you, Emster. I wanted to talk to you about it, I just didn't know how.

I love you. I hope you know that. I don't think my parents told each other that enough. You are the best thing that ever happened to me, and I've never been happier.

I don't know about you, but I'm not giving up on us. I'll never do that.

I hope that tonight, we fixed everything and started over with a clean slate. Seriously, Emster, I don't think I'd make it without you.

I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we are together is the greatest day of my life.

I want you to know that, Emster. My parents' marriage ended, and I will do everything in my power to prevent that from happening to us.

Whenever I got shaky before, I always thought back to our first kiss. Well, our first real kiss. I don't know about you, but I felt an instant connection. The kind that last for a lifetime.

I love you, so much, Emster. I know I've said that a lot. But, I don't think you can say it too much.

I'll be outside, I think you know where.

Oh, and Em, thank you for the second chance.

Love always,

Chad

I think I almost made myself cry with this chapter. (I cried. Multiple times. EVERY time I read this chapter, I cry. -Jordan)

Or need an insulin shot. Eh, either one works.

Oh, and some The Notebook fans might recognize one of the paragraphs in Chad's letter. I ran out of things to say so I whipped out the most romantic book I know! Haha.

But gosh, it's the end. I thought it was a cute ending. What about you guys?

Please review, for the last time, well for Give It A Second Chance.

I came up with a brilliant story idea! Well, it's really a series of oneshots. I got the idea from Dracoisalooker76. If any of you have read Life Is A Highway, it will sorta be like that, only of Emily and Chad through their childhood.

I thought it would be cute, and I have many ideas already. So, be watching out for it!

Please review!

Ooh, and if any of you would like to submit me ideas for the third one, please feel free to do so! It will happen in Emily's junior year, and Chad's senior.

Now, press that 'go' button and have fun! (Allyn, you talk a lot. -Jordan)