Epilogue

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Dear Diary,

This will be the last page of my diary before I move on to a new notebook. Don't worry, though-I won't throw you away. I'll store you somewhere safe, far from prying eyes. Well... except maybe Dex'. He has a talent for knocking things off tables, which is how Emmett found you and flipped through your pages before I could stop him.

Long story short, his face lit up when he saw his name written over and over. Great-another ego boost for the arrogant jerk. Correction: my arrogant jerk.

But back to the point-I'm excited to buy a new diary! There's something satisfying about flipping through a notebook filled with ink, even if I'll miss re-reading the ridiculous things I've written here. All the complaints, the little doodles in the margins... everything. But all things must end, and so must this notebook.

Before I say goodbye, though, I'll use this last page to capture everything that's happened these past few months-because, honestly, life has been incredible.

First off, Emmett and I are together. I know, right? A few entries ago, I couldn't have imagined this. It's funny how my feelings shifted from absolute annoyance to... well, love. If I could go back in time and tell myself that Emmett and I would be together, I would have watched myself laugh until it hurts my stomach. That is something to think about whenever I want to feel like laughing alone in my room.

Oh! And I'm officially a permanent member of the All-Nighters! I'm now one of the lead singers alongside Emmett. Every time I think about it, my heart races with excitement. I was worried at first about balancing school and the band, but with Emmett by my side, I know I can handle it. Together, we'll make it work.

Even though my parents aren't here to see it, I know they'd be proud-both of me graduating and joining a band. I can practically imagine my dad's grin when he hears about it.

Speaking of the band, we placed first runner-up in the Battle of the Bands! Not quite champions, but still a huge achievement. We celebrated with a small party at Samuel and Lance's place. It was only the third party I've been to in my years on campus, but I have a feeling there will be many more. And this time, I'll actually enjoy them.

It's crazy to think how much I've changed. From shy and reserved to outgoing and confident. I think Emmett had a lot to do with that. He makes sure I'm comfortable, makes me laugh, and helps me step out of my comfort zone. Thanks to him, I've realized that life isn't about rushing through-it's about living fully.

And once I stopped rushing, I was amazed at how much life had to offer. All thanks to that one arrogant jerk I met in the beginning of the semester. Seriously, if you went ahead and told me this would happen, I would never believe you until it actually happened.

Anyway, I'm rambling again. I need to wrap this up quickly because Alecks has been blowing up our phones, making sure we're not late for tonight's show. Emmett is probably on his way to my apartment right now. His last message was fifteen minutes ago telling me that he's on his way. I've only been in his apartment once and from the looks of it it's quite far from the campus and in addition far from my dormitory too. So I think I still have at least thirty minutes-give or take-before he arrives.

But before I go, one last thing-about the dreams. Even though Emmett and I are together (holy crap, I just wrote that! And yes, my face is currently splitting into a ridiculous smile), the dreams haven't stopped. Every night, I still dream of him. I thought it'll end once we're together because of the whole "a sign from the universe."

Here's the wild part: Emmett told me he has dreams about me, too, still. Every single night. So now, we have this new morning routine where we share our dreams with each other first thing in the morning. It sounds ridiculous, I know, but it's become one of my favorite things. It brings us closer and lets me understand him on a deeper level.

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