Epilogue

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not too strong about this :---/

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2015

Going into 2016 Ashton asked me to be his girlfriend again.

"I guess" I teased him.

When the clock hit midnight to 2016, he grabbed me into his arms and applied his lips onto my own.

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2017

I gratuated in literature.

Ashton decided to drop law and go into early childhood care. It's his first semester. He's pretty shooken up about 'stalking children' to learn about there behaviours and what to do.

He'll be fine.

As for everyone else, Macie became an actress, with Danielle. Juliet and Dani decided they would go into the fitness program (becoming personal trainers) then start there own business. Termitus went into teaching (french, apparently she was really good at it). Michael went into computer science, Luke went into music with Calum.

I just enrolled into university with Michael and Termitus and Luke and Calum (since we had been in pre-university programs), meanwhile Juliet and Dani were off starting there business. Macie and Danielle had moved to hollywood a year ago to start there careers.

Over the summer Ashton and I had moved out of the dormes - I sort of had to anyways - and into a small apartment that would pay well with our part time jobs we had gotten once we got into college - or at leasst I did. It was a small apartment. One bedroom, a small kitchen, two bathrooms, and a living room that was also a dining room. It was smal, but we loved it. Our parents bought us a bed and kitchen supplies to start off our 'living alone in the city'.

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2018

"Angela" Ashton spoke calmly.

We were at a new years party, near midnight to 2019.

"You make me happy. And sad. And mixed up. And really really really just really happy. And I love you. So much. And i just" He signed and pulled an object out of his pocket and got onto one knee.

And I knew.

"You really make me happy. and if I can spend the rest of my life with you, to make you just as happy as you make me - which is imposibble if I may add - then that would be pretty cool."

"Pretty cool?" I laughed.

"Yeah well that's all I have. I'm not good with these things. Anymore anyways" He smiled.

"Whatever loser"

"That's word 47"

"Seriously?"

"Yeah"

"You're such a twit"

"48"

"Shut up!"

"What's your answer?"

"Of course you dipshit"

"I'm letting that one slide sine you said yes"

"Damn I shold have gone with doofus"

"When are you going to use it?"

"You'll see"

The clock hit midnight, now its 2019.

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