A/N: I said the last chapter would be THE last chapter before the epilogue, but I realized I had to clear a few things up before I could put up my epilogue as I've already written it. So just listen: I have Luis's mom say she's going to pull him out of school, and basically I'm too lazy and not creative enough to think of a good way to make her change her mind or something, but he's going to stay at Eden Hall, (duh, like you were really scared that he wasn't) so. . .chuck that part of the story out the window. If you just forget that part, in order for Luis to still fall in the pool, pretend he and Dwayne were playing cowboys and Luis slipped and fell. If it REALLY bothers you, pretend Bombay got involved and went all lawyer-voodoo on Luis's mom and the Dean. So here it is. The epilogue.

~*Third Person POV*~
Luis and Natalie were back together. For real this time-with kisses and hugs and I love you's and all that other mushy stuff that was so sweet you could just barf. But everyone could see that it wasn't just giddy hormones making all this fluffy fuss; they really did love each other. And that made it all somewhat tolerable.
"Natalia. I have something special for you!" Luis panted, out of breath from running all the way up the stairs to meet her. You'd think running up and down those stairs all the time would get him in better shape (not to mention the whole athlete thing. . .), but if you thought that, you'd be wrong.
"Ooo, what is it?" Natalie loved getting gifts. Call her shallow, but Luis *did* give great presents.
"Well, it's a surprise, dork."
"Hey, didn't anyone ever teach you how to treat a lady?" Natalie asked, holding her head high in a very injured manner.
"Sure," Luis retorted, grinning devilishly. "But I thought we were talking about you!"
"Oh, you better run, you big goon!"
"Goon? That's it!" He chased after her, trying to tickle her. Screaming, she took off down the stairs with her boyfriend hot on her heels.
"Luis! I don't know where we're going!" She shrieked, laughing like a lunatic on wheels.
"Just head outside." Well, as they crossed the doors of Eden Hall, Luis caught her and tickled her for a little, then turned serious.
"All right. I've got something real important, so listen up. You remember those rules you made?" Natalie rolled her eyes.
"I already apologized for that. And I said they were dumb."
"I *know* and that's why I think you'll like this."
"Like what?" Luis pulled out his copy of the rules. It was taped back together because one of the first things they'd done after the dance was to rip those rules up. Unfolding the paper, he cleared his throat ceremoniously.
"Rule number 42. No mismatched socks." (A/N: I know I had that one there but I don't remember. Just pretend that's it, all right?) Then he pulled up his pant leg to show her his socks-one white, one blue. Natalie laughed out loud.
"Rule number 41. Always listen to each other. Okay, so there was this one summer where I got a marble stuck up my nose, and we went to the emergency room and we had to wait. . ." Catching his drift, Natalie plugged her ears and hummed loudly to block out his noise.
"Number 17. Don't go into each other's rooms. (A/N: ditto to the last annoying little memo-that just goes for all of them, mostly, all right?) I already broke that rule earlier today. Of course, I wouldn't have to if you didn't take so long getting dressed and stuff," he added, jabbing her lightly with his elbow.
"Number 22. Don't interrupt. Remember when-"
"Mm-hmm, yeah. Listen, do you think. . ." she broke off laughing because, well, she laughs easily I guess. Then she added, "What were you gonna say?"
"Nothing really. I was hoping you'd cut me off then." They laughed and sort of batted their eyelashes at how well they knew each other.
"Rule number 40. . ." So they went on, breaking every ridiculous rule she had set down, until finally reaching number one.
"Rule number one. No kissing. Now here's a rule I love to break." With matching grins, they leaned in and kissed. It was a long one, explaining the catcalls and whistles coming from the bushes.
"Hey! Do you guys have a fetish for stalking us from the bushes?" Natalie joked.
"Nooo," Russ started. Guy finished with,
"But we do have a fetish for water guns!" With that, everyone on the team, including Luis, pulled out a squirt gun and shot at Natalie.
"That's not fair! That's not fair! Unarmed!" She screamed, taking matters into her own hands and stealing Luis's gun. Shooting back and forth, getting soaked from head to toe, everyone was happy.

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