Author's Note: This story was so fun to write.
"Imogen Moreno!" Mr. Simpson called out, and Imogen made her way on stage, clad in cap and gown, to receive her diploma after all this time. She had finally made it. Despite everything else she had been through, she was happy, and she was finally making it. Imogen grabbed the rolled up piece of paper, and her eyes scanned the audience until she made eye contact with her mom, and her fiancé.
That's right. She and Fiona were engaged, and that couldn't be more perfect. After all, if it wasn't for Fiona, Imogen wouldn't even be graduating right now. They were going to get married, and live in the condo together. Fiona would continue her fashion work, and Imogen would end up going to art school. They were going to have the life they always talked about before.
After Imogen grabbed her diploma, she made her way back to Fiona, who gave her a huge hug. "I'm so proud of you Immy!" She said as she squeezed the younger girl.
"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even be here right now." Imogen said. "Thank you for fixing me, Fions."
Author's Note: Sorry for the short chapters and stuff. I just really wanted to finish this story so I can work on other things. I hope y'all enjoyed this story, and thanks for reading and reviewing. Let me know if you guys would like more Fimogen, because I do have more ideas for them. Thank you guys for being such faithful readers. I love you all!