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This is the last chapter and I didn't tell you because I wanted it to be a twist in the story. I hope that you liked my story and thank you for reading it.

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Merci POV

I had a lot to think about over the next week. I could finish high school by my mom home schooling me or I could stay in Hawaii a little longer, finish school, and then move to Arizona. I had a lot of friends here, but there was also a lot of drama. I knew that we were going to move; I just had to decide when I wanted to move. Jeff was the only person who noticed I wasn't myself and he was the only person I would truly miss.

I had been a zombie the entire week and I didn't care about much that was going around me. I had a lot of friends, but they were all wrapped up in other things or other halves. I realized that nothing was really here for me; I knew what I had to tell my mom.

"Merci, you ok?" she asked me when I came in from work.

"I have been thinking about what we talked about." I said and mom looked at me.

"Let's go ahead and move; I'm not going to drag out the inevitable." I said and mom pulled me into a hug.

"Well, I will talk to Grandma and figure out everything." She said and I nodded.

I walked outside and read my text; Kelly was happy with Shannon, Phil and Phil were sparring, Dave still wasn't talking to me, and Mickie was dating Jeff. I didn't answer any of them; I just sat in the sand. I didn't care if anyone knew I was leaving; it didn't matter anymore.

I was so happy when I moved here, because it was a new start. I didn't have to deal with a lot of people and Dad was gone most of the time. I thought this would be my favorite place, but thanks to the drama I just wanted to get away from it. Hawaii was not my paradise.

Jeff POV

I had just gotten home from Mickie's and I saw Merci sitting outside in the sand. I knew that something wasn't right; she hadn't been herself lately. I had asked her a million times if she was upset that I was dating Mickie, but she kept telling me no; I only half believed her.

I walked outside and sat down next to her; she looked really upset. I just wrapped my arm around her and she snuggled into me.

"What's wrong babe?" I asked her and she sighed.

"I'm leaving Jeff." She whispered and I was shocked.

"What? Why?" I asked her.

"We are moving in with my grandma because she has cancer." She said and I sighed; I didn't want Merci to move.

"You can't go; you are my best friend." I said and she laughed.

"Jeff, I am not; I haven't been for awhile; I don't fit in here. Just let me go." She said and I looked at her.

"Merci, I… no. I am going to talk to my dad to see if you can at least stay here until we graduate." I said and she shook her head no.

"No, Jeff, my mom let me decide. I chose to leave now." She said and I didn't understand why.

"But, Merci…" I was saying, but she put a finger over my lips.

"Jeff, it's going to happen, just accept it. I will never forget you because you are the only person I have ever felt connected to." She said and I just shook my head no.

"Merci…" I was saying, but she kissed me.

"Jeff, just sit here with me." She said and I wanted to scream and fight this, but I couldn't. I just wrapped my arm around her and sat there with her. I didn't want her to go.

I walked her to her back door and she started to go inside; I stopped her. I pulled her in for a long, emotional kiss.

"Merci, I will never forget you." I whispered and she kissed me lightly.

"Don't worry, Jeff, I won't forget you either." She said and walked inside.

I went home and didn't sleep at all that night. I didn't want her to go; she really was my best friend. I didn't know that was the last time I was ever going to see her again…

10 years later…

I was thinking about the last day I saw Merci, when Matt came into the room.

"Come Jeff, it's time." He said and I sighed. I knew that it was sad that I was thinking about Merci on my wedding day, but she left with my heart. Merci was always first real love and my real connection to another person.

"You thinking about her again?" Matt asked me and I nodded; I had been thinking about her a lot.

"You can think about later; now come on." Matt said and I sighed.

I walked out and waited for my bride to walk out. I really did love Mickie, but Merci was always my first love. I just wish I could find her again.

A/N: Thank you for reading my story.