A/N: Since I'm not American I know very little about the educational system in America. I tried to find out how long it would take to become a high school teacher and the requirements to become one, but it proved much more difficult than first anticipated. So please forgive any errors concerning that area of my story.
I know also realize that it probably would have been better to post all the seperate chapters as one big one, but I hope it doesn't bother you too much :)
Priestly walked in to the sub shop after Tish, both laughing and smiling. They'd been going out for almost six months now, and things seemed to be going pretty steady for both of them. The other employees of "The Beach City Grill" had all hoped that their relationship would work out, but them being Tish and Priestly a lot of things could go wrong – the biggest obstacle being themselves. Fortunately for everyone, Tish and Priestly seemed to have handled the issue that is themselves pretty well so far.
He had opted to keep most of the new look. The hair had stayed short, partially because he'd discovered that having short hair seriously cut down the need for grooming. Now he was actually on time for work most days. As for the clothes, a dress shirt and khaki pants weren't really practical when you worked in a sub shop, but he didn't wear quite as punky clothes anymore either. Fairly innocent things as the slogan shirts got to stay, but more outrageous pieces like the kilt got take a permanent vacation from his wardrobe.
Tish had been concerned that he was changing himself just for her, but he had assured her that was not the case. He told her about his past, and how he felt it was time to put those insecurities behind him. He also told her about his college degree in English literature, and how he had been unsure of what he wanted to do with his life after school. That was how he'd ended up in Santa Cruz working at "The Beach City Grill". She'd been surprised to hear of this, she'd always known he was smart, but never thought more of it.
Tonight they were having a farewell party for both Priestly and Tish. He'd applied for a spot in the teacher education program at several different colleges, and got accepted at a college in Phoenix. Everyone was happy that he'd finally decided that he wanted to be a teacher, but unfortunately that meant he had to quit his job at the sub shop. Tish was going to move with him as they figured that was as good a time as ever to take the next step and move in together.
Towards the end of the evening Trucker interrupted the happy assembly by tapping a spoon to the beer bottle currently in his hand. Everyone looked at him expectantly when he started talking: "Priestly, when you walked in to my newly opened sub shop two years ago, I didn't really know what to make of you. On one hand you had a red Mohawk with a kilt to match, but on the other hand you were so gentle and sweet to Jen that I knew I had to hire you. Tish, on the other hand, you walked in to the shop a year later demanding a job with such confidence that there was no way I could deny you. One would be blind not to see Priestly's infatuation with you, which apparently you were. Now you both stand before me, madly in love, happy, and with the promise of a bright future. I hate to see you go, but I still wish you all the luck for the future!" At this everyone applauded, and the party continued.
As they made their way over to the car, Priestly and Tish took one last look at "The Beach City Grill". Tish turned to Priestly: "I'm really going to miss this place. It's like the end to an era!" Priestly smiled at her: "It's not like we're never going back. After all we did promise to call at least once a week," – "And visit every holiday," Tish added – "But I see what you mean," Priestly continued, suddenly a bit more serious: "It's not going to be the same." At that they got in the car and drove off to an unknown future – together.