Cake here! Wow, I know what you're thinking, speedy updating, right? This is, in fact, the epilogue, and I'm sad to say it.

HOWEVER, I have just thought of a brilliant story line- well, I think it's brilliant. I'll put the summary down in the bottom A/N and if enough of you like the idea, I'll write it and the first chapter should be up by June. If enough of you don't like it… well, the tale will cease to exist and ever be written. :P Let's hope you like it. And let's hope you like this epilogue!

Epilogue

Max POV

Since that fateful day on the football field, everything seemed to fall in place for me. And for everyone around me that I cared about.

To start with, there was Fang. He mailed back his acceptance letter to Stanford with assurance that he was more than happy about going. The USC officials hadn't exactly been thrilled about his romantic gesture and about his quitting the game. Neither had his dad been particularly enthused.

It all worked out for him, though. His dad finally came around and accepted the fact that English was his passion and writing was what he would pursue throughout college. He also came to terms with the fact the other thing he would pursue was me. I had spent many a night over at Fang's house for dinner being grilled by his dad, pampered by his mom, and embarrassed by Angel about Fang and I's 'totally adorbs' relationship. Of course, his parents weren't quite as lenient about my sleepovers with Angel anymore…

Angel was another success story in my book. She graduated with perfect grades, and came out of nowhere into the race to become valedictorian… and she won. Fang and I weren't even jealous, she deserved it and we were both ecstatic for her. After all, what good was being jealous when we had so little time before she left for YALE. Yes, Yale. I always knew she was the smartest friend I had.

Iggy was the next one to cross off the happy list. After going from casting to casting, he finally landed a toothpaste commercial for Crest. I constantly mocked him, saying things like, "What's going to be your next big step in the business? An Invisalign commercial?" But I knew in my heart that he was going to make it big. After all, how could he not? He had gotten the girl. No, not Ella, thank God. Maybe playing Juliet in the final high school play with Nudge as Romeo knocked some sense into him, but he finally figured out that Nudge was the girl for him.

They had been nearly inseparable since the moment they announced they were dating. Well, Nudge more squealed than announced, but that's not the point. Even when Ella, after seeing his Crest commercial, came onto him, he just shrugged her off and kept on talking to Nudge. Nothing like seeing Ella rejected to make me smile. Nudge and Iggy had made the decision together to go pursue acting down in LA.

It also seemed someone who had realized their true potential was Lissa. Ditching her miniskirts and tube tops, she separated herself from her twin and found her true calling. As it turns out, Lissa was passionate about chemistry, and got an acceptance into Columbia University in New York to study it.

And then there was me. As it turns out, karma finally came back around to my side and against Anne. While cleaning an old bookshelf that hadn't been dusted in years as Anne had instructed me, I found an old fairytale book I recognized from childhood. My dad had read it to me before bed quite often. As I opened it to reminisce, I saw an old, yellowing paper fall out. A hidden will.

My dad had hidden a will all those years ago, and he had left everything to me, not Anne. The ice cream shop, the house, everything. After getting everything legally sorted out, the first thing I did was get rid of all the frivolities Anne had bought with my money. Needless to say, she had been more than pissed about the finding of the will.

Of course, the best news was yet to come. Lissa, with a spark in her eyes at the time, informed me of the real letter Stanford had left me. It was an acceptance letter, and besides the will, maybe the most beautiful paper I had ever laid eyes on.

Without regret, I let Ari take charge of the ice cream shop. I still owned it, but I promoted him to manager, and with him in charge, business was booming. As a tribute to my father, I had Anne work off some of the things she had bought with my money at the ice cream shop. It was a sight to see, Anne working. It was certainly a sight I would never get tired of.

I sighed in content, thinking of all these happy endings, and smiled.

"What are you grinning about?" Fang asked as we sat on the hood of his car.

"How well everything worked out. How much I love you. How we're going to college today."

"It's pretty big, isn't it? Just a minute ago you were my elusive Cinderella. Where's fate gonna take us next, huh?" He chuckled.

"Who knows?" I flashed him a smile. "We're only freshman, after all."

THE END.

Tada! Thoughts?

Anyway, now for the summary for the possible story:

Getting pulled into the past certainly wasn't an ideal plan for the weekend. When Max gets sucked back in time through a crazy machine, she's faced to deal with a whole different time period. How will she deal with the lovely ladies, near-demonic duchesses, and a few lords that have taken a particular interest in her? And now that she's gotten herself sucked into this new era, will she ever get back out? Fax.

Opinions? Also, which do you think is a better title: "The Time Traveler" or "Blast to the Past".

Thanks always!

~Cake.