Chapter 12-In the end

"Get up, Noah, this isn't a show!" Bridgette exclaimed.

"You always have to ruin the fun, don't you?" Noah rolled his eyes, while standing up.

"Guys…" Gwen interrupted.

"Yes?" All four friends asked in unison.

"This will be a major conversation between me and Trent. I mean, it's going to decide our future together." Gwen explained.

"We know." Leshawna affirmed. "That's why we can't miss it."

"Leshawna, I think this should be private…Between me and Trent." Gwen continued.

"Okay, then let's let them talk in private." Bridgette said a bit disappointed.

But nobody moved. Gwen looked at her friends and after a minute or so, her look turned into a glare, so everybody got the message. Bridgette, Leshawna, Noah and Cody walked a few meters, while mumbling various things.

"And how will we know if they get back together?" Cody asked.

"Well, I'm sure they'll tell us." Bridgette replied.

"That's the least they can do, after not letting us participate in their conversation." Noah added.

"Why do you have to be so nosy? If they want to talk alone, let them talk alone, for Heaven's sake!" Leshawna said a bit irritated.

"Oh, don't act like you didn't want to hear it. Because we both know you were looking forward to seeing a live soap opera." Noah replied on a spiky tone.

"Do you really want to eat sand, Mr. Know-it-all?!" Leshawna asked angrily.

"Stop it, guys!" Bridgette shouted. "This day isn't about conflicts; it's about two people deciding on a common future. It's about love, respect, trust and understanding. So, we shouldn't ruin the atmosphere by arguing. Maybe the Universe wants us to learn from even the smallest things and have a positive attitude towards…"

"I got the pair of binoculars from the lifeguard!" Cody shouted, while running towards his three pals, holding a pair of binoculars.

"Finally!" Leshawna exclaimed, while grabbing the binoculars.

Bridgette frowned, seeing that her speech had been interrupted.

"What are those for?" She asked.

"We're going to try to figure out what's going on between Gwen and Trent. I just hope nobody drowns right about now." Cody said scratching the back of his head.

"But we can't just violate somebody's privacy like this, it's just…" Bridgette said, not delighted by the situation, but couldn't continue complaining because Leshawna placed the binoculars in her hands. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I don't exactly have a perfect sight, so it's up to you to describe everything you see." Leshawna replied.

"Is that all you want me to do?" Bridgette asked sarcastically.

"Oh, she's using sarcasm now. It's getting even more interesting." Noah grinned.

"Come on, Bridgette, I didn't tell you to read their lips and narrate their conversation, we just want to know how the discussion is going. And you're good at telling how people feel." Leshawna explained.

"Fine." Bridgette sighed. "But this doesn't mean I'm going to enjoy it."

Bridgette and the others were standing at a good distance from Gwen and Trent. The couple couldn't see them very clearly, but the four could see the two very well, through the binoculars. Bridgette lied on the sand, staring through the binoculars. She looked like a soldier who was spying the enemy camp. This similarity made Cody chuckle.

"What do you see?" Leshawna asked.

"They're talking." Bridgette replied.

"Wow, that's a shocker!" Noah said in his usual cynical way.

"Gwen seems upset and so does Trent. He is explaining something, Gwen is listening carefully. Now it's the other way around. Gwen is trying to convince him something. He just sighs and shakes his head. She is irritated right now and avoids eye contact. And now…Hey, that guy is throwing an empty bottle on the beach! Not cool, man!" Bridgette exclaimed.

"Bridgette, concentrate!" Leshawna told her.

"It doesn't feel right to spy on them, Leshawna!" Bridgette said, putting away the binoculars.

"But we're not spying on them." Leshawna defended. "We're just…"

"Following their every move." Cody completed the sentence.

"More like their every emotion." Noah added.

"Either way, it's not right. We're just going to have to wait for them to come and tell us their decision. No more spying, no more sneaking." Bridgette said, while burying the binoculars in the sand.

"Oh, man, you scratched the lenses, how am I going to give those back now?" Cody wined.

"Alright, we'll wait." Leshawna sighed.

The four sat on the warm sand and waited to hear if there was going to be a future for Gwen and Trent's relationship or not.

"So we'll just sit here and admire global warming?" Noah interrupted the silence.

"Why don't we play a game?" Cody suggested.

"Why do I feel like I'm suddenly in a 'Saw' movie?" Noah asked.

"Why don't you just shut up for at least five minutes?" Leshawna asked irritated.

"Let me guess, you didn't drink your coffee this morning so you're cranky." Noah added.

Leshawna headed towards Noah, but Bridgette grabbed her arm. While she and Cody were trying to convince her not to murder Noah, Gwen and Trent were trying to reach a decision…

"So you're really sorry?" Gwen said, gazing at the light blue sky.

"Of course I am." Trent replied. "Look, we've been doing this for almost half an hour."

"What do you mean?"

"I tell you I'm sorry, you say you believe me, then we talk about what Heather did, then you ask me indirectly if I'm sorry and then I say 'Of course I am'. And this goes on." Trent said. "Gwen, our friends brought us here because they believe in our love. You've heard Bridgette! She's sure our relationship has a chance. So why aren't we sure about it?"

"I don't know, it's just that…I really want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"So then what's stopping us? Let's get married, Gwen!" Trent added, as a large smile appeared on his face, causing Gwen to smile as well.

"That was…surprisingly easy." Gwen chuckled. "I guess it wasn't too nice to let the others in suspense."

"We should go give them the good news." Trent said, grabbing Gwen's hand.

The couple started walking towards their friends, holding hands and smiling.

"You know, I think I'm going to adore the future, with you by my side." Trent said gazing in Gwen's eyes.

"You always knew how to make me feel special, Trent." Gwen said, before kissing her future husband. "I feel silly, though. We wasted so much time today, when we could have solved this 'problem' in a couple of minutes."

"Yeah, it was pretty dumb to just have a conversation made out of repeated lines." Trent said with a chuckle.

"But I guess that's what makes us special. We're close even after we do dumb things."

"True, but don't forget our great chemistry." Trent added, as he playfully twirled a streak of Gwen's hair.

"How can I? It's the most…What the heck is going on here?!" She shouted, as she saw Leshawna holding Noah by his collar with one hand and holding a crab in the other one.

Leshawna turned around and stared at the couple for a few seconds. The others were speechless as well.

"It depends…What does it look like?" Leshawna asked, avoiding a direct answer.

"It looks like you want to kill Noah with a crab." Trent replied surprised by the scene.

"Technically, the true facts don't…" Leshawna began explaining, but stopped when she saw that Gwen and Trent were holding hands. "Wait, wait! Forget what I did, what did you two do?"

"Oh." Gwen murmured, her tone getting warmer. "We talked about it and decided to get married, just like we wanted to in the first place." She smiled, gently caressing Trent's hand.

Bridgette, Cody, Noah and Leshawna looked at each other, without saying a word and after a few seconds, they all expressed their joy by squealing, clapping and congratulating. And after lots of hugs, hand shakes and 'I'm so happy for you' exclamations, they all sat on the golden sand with large smiles on their faces.

"This is just great! I'm so glad we tricked you into coming here today." Bridgette interrupted the silence.

"I'm so happy that I'm not even bothered by the 'tricked' part." Gwen began laughing.

"We're all happy for you." Cody added.

"And to celebrate this memorable moment, I suggest a toast." Bridgette said, as she rose from the sand.

"With what, Bridgette?" Leshawna asked, surprised by Bridgette's idea.

"With champagne." She replied, as she pulled a bottle of champagne from the light blue beach bag she brought with her. "It might be a little warm, but I thought it would be perfect for a marriage proposal."

At the sight of the champagne bottle, everybody was delighted.

"You're great, Bridgette!" Trent complimented Bridgette, while Gwen hugged her.

"You four are the best friends two people like us can have." Gwen added.

"You deserve the best, you two!" Leshawna winked.

"It would have been awful if a viper like Heather would have managed to break you up." Cody said, as he rose from the sand as well.

"Argh, I should have at least hit that bitch!" Gwen snapped. "I can't believe she got away with all she did."

"Honey, calm down, don't forget about karma." Trent murmured, while patting Gwen on the shoulder.

"Now don't you ruin this day by thinking of Heather!" Leshawna said. "She'll get what she deserves, I'm sure. Now what's happening with that champagne, Bridge?"

"It's here. Now who wants to open it?" Bridgette asked happily.

"I'll do it!" Cody exclaimed very excited.

Cody rose and grabbed the bottle from Bridgette's hand. In a few seconds, the cork flew a few meters and drops of champagne wet the sand.

"Alright, all we need now are some glasses and we'll have ourselves a great toast. Where are the glasses, Bridge?" He asked, turning towards Bridgette.

But instead of replying, Bridgette thought for a moment, her smile disappearing.

"Shit! I knew I forgot something!" She said on a very upset tone.

Meanwhile, at the airport, Heather was reading a Vogue magazine, while waiting for security check. She was proud of herself for what she did to Gwen and promised to reward herself with a massage in Miami. She looked at her silver watch and put the magazine away. She grabbed her white Prada purse and headed towards the security check.

Heather took a few steps and suddenly, a very tall and not so thin African-American man collided with her, causing her to lose balance.

"Hey!" She shouted trying to regain her balance.

"Sorry, lady." He replied, seeming not too affected by this incident.

The man continued his way, while Heather straightened her clothes and checked the purse. To her surprise, she saw that her purse was open.

"Strange, I thought I closed it. Good thing I noticed." She thought.

When she reached the point where the security check was taking place, she smiled and politely greeted the security guards.

"Is this your carry-on baggage, miss?" A guard asked.

"Yes, and please be careful, it's Prada." Heather instructed.

"We're just going to scan it."

"Oh, go on, I have nothing to hide." She said with a chuckle.

The guard put the bag through the X-ray machine and looked on the screen. But on it, he saw something suspicious.

"Excuse me, miss, but we'll have to look into your baggage." He told Heather, who gave them a confused look.

"Why would you want to look into my belongings?"

"It's a simple procedure, to make sure you do not carry dangerous or illegal objects with you." The guard explained as he unzipped her purse.

"Fine, but I assure you. You won't find anything which might…"

But before Heather could finish the sentence, the guard pulled out of her purse a small transparent bag which contained some white powder.

"What is that?!" Heather asked shocked.

The security guard opened the small bag, touched the powder with his pinky and tasted it.

"Hey, Bob!" The security guard shouted. "Code 321. I found some heroin!"

"WHAT?!" Heather snapped. "Heroin?! That's not mine! I don't take drugs!"

Quickly, two security guards came and grabbed Heather's arms.

"You're coming with us, miss!" They said on a cold tone.

"No! I don't carry drugs! That's not mine! Somebody put it there! It's my bag, but that's not…" Heather desperately tried to prove her innocence. "I WANT MY LAWYER!" She yelled, causing everybody from the airport to turn and stare at her.

The man who ran into Heather earlier began laughing and dialed a number on his cell phone.

"Leshawna? I did that favor you asked; now don't forget to buy me some ice cream. Sure, cousin, I'll tell you all about it when I get home. Yeah, karma's a bitch, especially when somebody messes with your friends, girl!"


I finally managed to finish this story. It might not have been the best GxT story ever written, but I like it. The ending was a little harsh for Heather, but I thought it was a good payback for what she did. But don't worry, Heather fans, I plan on writing a Heather-centric story soon.

Once again, I want to thank all the readers who reviewed this story. Without your support, I might have never finished it.

In the near future, I plan to update my other stories as well, but it still might take a while, since I'm so busy with my schoolwork. Anyway, I'm happy that I finished my first story and I hope you're all happy with the ending.

Oh, and I also accept suggestions and ideas for future stories. So, if you have a good idea, please share it and who knows? Maybe I'll turn it into a story.

Thank you once again for being such kind readers!

Lots of hugs!