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Well this chapter is my last chapter before some Viola/Duke. Maybe you'll get some it in this chapter! Who know's? Well, unfortunately Abigail is back, but once Viola/Duke is on, she's going down. Hey and before I begin, There's the new women's soccer league called Women's Professional Soccer, WPS. It starts in April, 2009. In this story it's already like 2010, so it's been through it's first season. After the FIFA Women's World Cup, Viola will score a place, but playing for which team?? I don't know yet... It's gonna be hard to choose because I don't know what state the movie is set in. Probably somewhere with a beach. LA? If so, Viola can play for them and Duke can play for the guy's LA team. Plus it would be easier for Sebastian, after all the recording studio is in LA. Oh and in this story, the Grammy Awards are later on in the year and not in February! Sorry.

Viola was now a part of the United States Women's National Team. Duke, Justin, Toby and Andrew were the newest players for the Los Angeles Galaxy. The wedding was only three weeks away now. Everything was ready. And Viola was Olivia's Maid of Honor.

The wedding was huge. Well, it depends on how you look at it. There were only 200 guests but there was so many rumors and news going around. Sebastian and his band made it big time and they had just released their third album. They were going on tour in two months and the news was buzzing. They were so good with a range of guy and girl listeners from as young as 10 all the way to 18. Now, the new Mrs Hastings was famous as well. Now she was Sebastian Hastings Wife. Although it bothered her that she had a name, she was still thrilled. It was like marrying a high school sweetheart. Not quite though.

It was time for the FIFA Women's World Cup. Viola was jumpy the entire way to Germany and boy was she excited. The other players met her at the practices and they soon found that she was a very good player. Captain Kristy Cambridge was a bit jealous. In Germany, Kristy became even more jealous. They won the first game thanks to Viola. People began noticing this new player on the field.

Soon it wasn't just, "Number 13 shoots another goal for America" but "New player, Hastings has done it again!" She was becoming more and more popular with every game she helped win. But the girls on the field seemed more vicious than she ever remembered seeing. They were giving the game all they had and it was hard. But Viola pulled it off. And after she scored the winning goal at the finals, she was then treated like a real soccer star. Nobody could believe this new player was so good. But it was true. Everyone on the team accepted Viola and she was part of the team. Even Kristy had to admit, Viola was really, really good.

When she got back, she was congratulated by all her friends. Olivia had more exciting news to share. She was pregnant. Life didn't seem that it could get any better. But it did. Viola just got a spot on the LA team in the new Women's Professional Soccer. So it was true. Happy endings did exsist. But it wasn't a happy ending just yet. There were plenty more battles to soon come.

On May 12th, little Evie May Hastings entered the world. She looked just like Sebastian. And Sebastian and Viola being twins, looking alike and Viola being the girl half, the baby who looked like Sebastian, looked like Viola. Evie soon grew to love the attention she was recieving. And she didn't know there was a whole world out there who loved the little infant.

There was the Grammys coming up and Sebastian was a nominee for several different categories. He was attending and planned for Olivia to be his escort. Unfortunately Evie still being an infant, Olivia didn't want to leave her with a nanny of any sort. So Olivia wouldn't be able to make it. Not wanting to show up dateless, he asked Viola. Viola thought he was joking and agreed to be his 'escort/date' for the Grammy Awards.

So Viola walked down the nice red carpet with Sebastian in her lovely evening gown. A lot of people knew her from her outstanding performance at the FIFA Women's World Cup. They were asked a lot of questions just like all the other celebrities.

"Hey! It's Sebastian Hastings with his band and is that his sister?" asked John Jabbers, famous celebrity reporter and host on Hollywood, the show with all the news on celebrities as well as interviews. Sure enough there was Sebastian, the band and Viola. John Jabbers was one of the hosts at the Grammys and he approached them.

"Looking great Sebastian!" He commented.

"Thanks John."

"So congrats to you and your band for the nominees. So tell us where's Olivia?"

"At home with Evie. She didn't want to leave her tonight."

"So you brought your sister, Viola instead?"

"Pretty much."

"Interesting. Nah, your not the first. There have been a lot of brother/sister escorts in the past and I have a feeling there will be a few more." John Jabbers left and they entered the building. The night went on smoothly and sadly Sebastian and his band didn't win any Grammys. However they weren't too upset. There was always next year. And although they didn't win, it didn't stunt their success and fame.

Pretty soon after the Grammy Awards, John Jabbers, the guy who questioned and wondered about Sebastian and Viola asked the two famous siblings for an interview. The two agreed and soon they were off for an interview with the one, the only John Jabbers. To get an interview with John Jabbers was like going to heaven without having to die.

"Hey Sebastian, Viola. Thanks for dropping by!"

"Hey."

"Sup?"

"Okay, so tell me first Sebastian. What's it feel like to become instantly famous and an instant success?"

"Overwhelming. I never thought we'd make it this far."

"Now Viola, you're a brand new soccer star that has also made instant fame and success recently at the FIFA Women's World Cup. Tell us about that."

"It's really great. Just like Sebastian, it was always a life long dream and I finally get to live it. It's all I ever wanted."

"A question for both of you. Did you ever have any doubt about your future? I mean here you both are on your way to becoming the next Mia Hamm or Beatles."

Sebastian and Viola looked at each other and burst into laughter. Sebastian said, "Actually, yeah. A lot of times. It wasn't ourselves that had doubt but the other."

"Yeah. Back in high school when Sebastian was all about his music I would always be, "Do you know how many bands actually make it big time?" and he would reply, "The same amount as female soccer players."

"Well it looks like you were both wrong. You are both so successful to date and will be for a long, long time. I can just tell. When John Jabbers thinks something, the whole world thinks it." The interview continued and finally ended. It was a fun experience and there would be many more.

A few other famous soccer stars that were going well were Duke, Andrew, Toby and Justin. Then there was model, Abigail Ramsey. She was soon modelling some big brand names and was a new celebrity. After begging and begging, Duke finally went to one of her fashion shows. He found it terribly boring. He must've read through the program eighteen times. Later when a reporter asked, "So are you together?" Abigail replied first.

Duke was just about to say, "Not really."

But Abigail went ahead and said, "Yeah. It's been real great."

A few months later and several more fashion shows later when asked, Duke finally told a reporter that they were not together when he appeared alone at the FIFA Soccer Awards. (A/N: I have no idea if that exsists but yeah. If it doesn't it's like an awards night were they present the Golden Boot and stuff.") Abigail was devastated when she found that she wasn't asked to go with him and when he said they were not together.

Soon it was time for the Olympics. Viola was playing for America and Duke, Andrew, Toby or Justin weren't able to compete as they were over the 23year old age restriction. Soccer wise, everyone was going great. The Olympics ended and Viola once again helped her team win. She was becoming a pretty well known soccer star now.

Another year passed and everyone's fame and popularity grew. Soccer wise, model wise and music wise. Viola was now captain of the LA team and the United States Women's National Soccer Team. It was 2013, first game of the season and Viola wasn't as pumped as usual. She was playing her best but the team was down by one. In the last second she kicked the ball and everyone thought it was going to make it, but it didn't. Viola was really upset, not because she was a sore loser but because she felt like a failure. She knew everybody had to loose one day but it was just hard. After everyone had left, she stayed on the field, kicking the ball furiously into the goal.

"What did the ball ever do to you?" Asked a voice. Viola didn't bother turning around. She wasn't in the mood to face someone then.

"You know, I was once in a very familiar situation. A friend told me that it was just bad luck."

"Go away. I wasn't in a good mood to begin with."

"How come?"

"Why should I tell you?" Viola still had no idea who she was talking to.

"Well, you're not the only person who stuffed up in a game."

"I know!"

"Well try the finals. You're the star player and your rival school's goalie, your arch enemy stops you from making it a tie. It was only bad luck."

"Bad luck? I can't depend on luck. It was a bad shot anyways. I stuffed up. I can't depend on luck. You need to be good."

"Don't hate yourself to much."

Viola snorted, "Something else your brilliant friend told you?"

"It's funny hearing this from you. I mean it seems like all the things you've just said are the ones I said. And all that I've been saying are your words."

At this, Viola just had to turn around. She groaned. It was Duke. She didn't know, after that one year, she went back to hating Duke.She never really talked to Duke or Justin after college, she barely said a word to them in college. Sure she saw them on TV, playing soccer and saw Duke at several fashion shows on TV, the ones that someone like Olivia enjoyed watching. She also saw him publically annouce that he was not dating Abigail. "What do you want?" She asked harshly.

"Can't I watch a game of soccer?" Duke asked innocently.

"Why don't you just watch a replay of one of your so successful games. It'll be good for you seeing your ego hasn't gotten any smaller. It's actually getting harder for me to breath, your ego's taking up so much space."

"Ouch. Well what do you do when your upset?"

Viola looked up. "What?"

"You know. How do you make yourself feel better? Excessive amounts of ice cream? A bubble bath? Counting sand? Chucking fits at people? Taking the anger out on a soccer ball?"

Viola plopped down. Duke expected her to snap, "Not funny!" But she didn't. She hugged her knees and Duke saw her eyes fill with tears. "I-I d-don't k-know."

Duke took a seat next to her. "What do you mean you don't know?"

"Well, I used to talk. I would talk to Michael. I would tell him everything and sometimes he didn't need to say anything but I'd feel instantly better. But ever since he, he, he d-died, I haven't known who to be able to trust fully. I can trust my friends but I never found another person like Michael who I could fill in with my secrets and know they would be safe."

"Well who did you talk to before you met Michael?" Viola didn't want to tell him. She didn't want to tell him that the person who made her feel better when she was upset was him. Not now. But she had to. Duke was going to keep asking her.

"You," she whispered. Duke's eyes grew big.

"Me? Really?" Viola nodded, reluctantly. "So basically, you've kept like five years worth of emotions all bottled up."

"That's not true!" Viola cried out. She was crying. She put her head on her knees and just cried. Duke was unsure at the moment of what to do.

"Maybe it is true," Duke muttered under his breath. He didn't know what came over him but he reached over and rubbed Viola's back.

"It's okay. Don't cry. People will think I did something to you." His attempt at a joke wasn't working now.

Viola lifted her head up. "You probably think I'm ridiculous, here, crying my eyes out because I haven't known what to do when I'm upset or angry or sad." She put her head down again and cried some more.

"I don't think your ridiculous."

"Oh please, yes you do!"

"No I don't. You've been stuck without a sense or knowing what to do and you kept it all in you. Now there's only one thing to do but let it out." Viola kept crying and crying. She cried about Michael's death, something she never fully got over, she cried about her sadness, her anger, her fustration, everything. She cried about when Abigail assaulted her, twice. Viola kept crying for about half an hour. While she did, she told Duke little bits of what had been going on in her mind.

"It seemed Michael was the only person who ever understood me."

"When everything was bad, when Abigail first beat me, so cruelly it was him that brought me out my sadness."

"But when he died, there was no one who could bring me out of that hole."

"When Abigail said all those mean comments and laughed about his death and assaulted me again for the second time, there was no one who I could talk to and no one who could take me not out a hole but depression."

Duke couldn't believe what Viola said. Depression wasn't just sadness, it was extreme sadness. It was serious stuff. And he just couldn't understand how someone like Viola could actually become depressed.

"There I said it. I was depressed. For so long, too! I had no idea where I was going! I didn't trust myself."

"It seemed just when I got really close to someone and found I really liked them, I lost them. Forever. You and Michael." Viola knew she was talking to Duke, but she needed to get it out. She was just bursting. Duke didn't believe half the things she was saying. After she was finished crying, she didn't come up. She kept her head on her knees. But eventually she did.

"I never really got to appreciate the people who were always there for me. And before I knew it, they were gone." She looked up at Duke. Their eyes met and they stared at each other. It wasn't the hard, evil stare offs they used to have. Viola's eyes showed how lost and sad she was and Duke's eyes just wanted to tell her he wanted to be there for her, it was going to be all right. Duke said it would be getting dark soon and the two got up. They walked silently together, next to each other and Duke didn't know what happened next. His hand reached for Viola's and took it. Viola just looked up at him, startled. But instead of drawing her hand back, she kept it in his. She smiled.

Duke had trouble controlling his body. He had learned to control his tongue ages ago but now it was going crazy again. "Vi?" He hadn't called her that in such a long time. It felt good though. "I'm kinda hungry. Wanna grab a bite?"

Viola thought for a moment. She thought for quite a while, actually. Finally she said, "That would be nice."

They found a place. They both ordered steak and as Viola cut a piece and was about to put it in her mouth, she put her fork down.

"Duke? Are you okay? You've been staring for a while now."

"Sorry. It's just you're eating meat."

Viola gave a puzzled laugh. "Yeah, so what?"

"Oh, it's just that after being unwillingly forced to luncheons with Abigail, I've found that none of her or her model friends eat meat. They pretty much don't eat."

"So it's surprising to find me, a girl eating meat when the girls you've been around starve themselves."

"Yeah, weird, isn't it?" Viola laughed.

"Not really. It's normal for models to think that they need to be skinnier than each other and smaller than a size zero." Her laugh was so contagious, so cheerful and when she smiled it was like seeing the old Viola again. The Viola he dated. Viola was shocked as well. For years, she hadn't really felt herself, never as happy as she used to be. But now, it was like old days. When they finished, they fought over the bill.

Duke won and as he payed, Viola couldn't help but laughing. "What's so funny?" He asked putting his walet in pocket.

This time, Viola grabbed his hand. Duke was aware of all of this but she wasn't. It really was like Viola was like herself again. "Well, when I was younger, I never understood why adults fought over the bill. I always told Sebastian that when I was older, if they insisted they would pay, I would let them, no argue there."

Duke had to laugh. He drove to a park, near her apartment building and they took a night walk around. Viola once again took his hand. They held hands and swung them back and forth. They talked. Not about soccer but about what had happened to each other for the last three years. Duke told her about being dragged to shows and still having Abigail cling to him. Viola told him about Sebastian, although he knew. He had attended the wedding, Viola just never saw him. She told him about how she was going, her emotional roller coaster ride that never ended. They took the short walk to the apartment building. She told him that she should as well probably head back.

Viola leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered, "Thanks, Duke. I had a really great time." She started walking to the elevator. Duke leaned against the wall and touched his cheek. Suddenly all his feelings, all the ones he'd been forced to put aside, came rushing back and he knew he couldn't let her leave like that. He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her back. He gave her a kiss and Viola didn't push away. She returned the kiss.

Back in high school, people wondered how the couple could make out so long without having to break apart for a breath. Viola's hands and arms moved around his neck and his hands were at her waist. Viola didn't know how long it was before they broke apart. They were breathing heavily, though. They leaned on each other's foreheads and still panting he asked, "What was the thing you that has happened to you that you regret the most?"

Breathing just as heavily, she replied, "Breaking up with you." And she leaned up to give him another long, passionate, satisfiying kiss.

YEAH! Now we get some Duke/Viola! From now on, it's all about them! No more breaking up!! Yeah!! Well, I got it in a chapter earlier than I planned, but I hope your happy. I feel happy. Well, they're back together (unofficially) and there's going to be a lot more planned ahead. Can't wait for the next chapter. Please, I may not be able to update tomorrow, but I promise that if you don't you'll get double update the next day!! So don't be too mad! I've like abandoned my homework. LOL. So tomorrow is basically catchup day before it's due.

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