A Call for Help

Chapter Twenty: Happy Ending

-about five years later-
Samantha woke up alone. She'd been up late. College was rough, especially with no help. She stretched, got dressed, and went to get breakfast. She was stopped as she went out the door by someone she knew all too well.
"You're finally up," he exclaimed, excited by something.
"Yea, I'm aware," she said with a yawn.
"Come on, hurry up. We'll be late!"
"To what," she asked still tired and drowsy. Her vision was blurry, so she wiped her eyes.
"Graduation," he exclaimed suprised and excited. "How could you forget!" Her drowsiness faded. Her eyes opened wide, actually looking at him.
It was Johnathan. His normally messy hair was combed and he wore a suit, hanging his graduation gown on his arm. He already had the hat on which was making his hair messy again. He was so silly sometimes, but she liked it.
"Today?! I completely forgot. I'm not ready, I'm going to be late!" She dashed back into her dorm. Inside she changed into something nicer, made sure she didn't stink, and pulled out the gown and cap she'd purchased. She could hardly believe it.
They ran, somehow showing up on time. Soon, they'll have officially graduated. John's mother will be there, Sam's father will be there. So many other people. She could hardly wait.

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She could hardly believe it. Everything had gone by in a blur, but she remembered shaking the principles hand, then her father hugging her afterwards. She had a bright future, especially with Johnathan.
Then the best thing happened after Johnathan went though. He jumped up and down holding her hands. Then after calming down, he crashed his lips against hers. It was their best kiss yet.
Now they had so much to worry about. A job and a house, but with Johnathan by her side, she felt she could do anything she set her mind to. They could do it together.
A thought crossed her mind. They had been together for about five years now. When was he going to ask that very important question? She knew he was nervous, but as long as he was by her side, she didn't care how long it took.
What about Johnathan? Why would he still not tell her his past? It must have been pretty bad. Maybe one day he would tell her. He is right though, the past is the past, and the future is so bright.
So they searched for jobs, and found a house. They both knew that a day would come when they both would want to take it a step further. For now, they were happy, just the way they were.

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Hello. Sorry it's so late, but here's the end. Or is it? I will be making a book for Samantha's and Johnathan's past. Also, I might make a sequel, but it will be in the romance genre. For now though, I need to focus on the Revolution series. I'm way late on that. I'll work overtime on it. See you all them.