Double Trouble

DT Epilogue

~ Epilogue ~ 

I was taking my backpack out of my car trunk when two strong arms encircled around my waist. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. "You smell really good."

I laughed, "Thanks." This morning I had taken a shower with my favorite strawberry scented body wash. "Ready for the first day of school?"

Logan kissed the top of my head, "As long as you're with me."

"You are so cheesy, you know that?" I teased.

"But you like it," he winked at me. I laughed at him again. 

"Ew, look who's here." I'd recognize that voice anywhere. Barbie. And her posse.

"Ew, look at the skank gang," I retorted, looking them up and down. They had nothing on me; the best they could do is walk away. Barbie huffed at my reply, swung her hair in the air, and strutted off. Why couldn't she have done that first? 

"Hey there love birds! Ready for your first day of school?" Lexi asked as she walked up to us with Alex following suit.

"Uh, yea? It can't be that hard right? I mean after what we just went through with Darell and all..." I said in an unsure tone. 

"Lighten up Kiddo. High school's easy and it's your last year anyway," Alex replied easily. I guess having a normal life can't be any harder than how my life was. After the whole Darell incident, it was practically summer. We went to the beach, the mall, out of the country. All in all we had an amazing summer. On top of that we committed to trying to put aside our jobs this year. Talk about living life to the fullest. 

"I think we need to get to class before the b-" Lexi was cut off from the bell ringing. What a deja vu moment. 

"Wow, we're late on our first day of school. Terrific," Alex said sarcastically. 

"We're fashionably late," Lexi commented. 

"That's only for girls. Guys don't do that."

"Guys can do that. You two can be the first."

"No way."

"There's always a first for everything."

"There isn't for me."

"Oh whatever. You can just be tardy then."

"Um, guys. We're gonna be really late if you don't stop talking," I said putting emphasis on the word 'late.' 

"Fine, fine. Let's go." Lexi grabbed my hand in hers and started towing me out of the parking lot. Right then, my phone rang. "Tori, you're phone's supposed to me off during school hours..."

"I know, but it's Tom," I responded, pulling my phone out of my pocket. Tom had healed from his accident in record time. The doctors told us it would take about two months for him to recover. Much to our pleasure he was better after only three weeks. His leg is permanently scarred from the severe burn, but he can still walk and feel his legs. The nurse had said he might have needed his legs to be amputated. That just about scared the hell out of Tom. No way in heck, would he go down without a fight. 

After he was released from the hospital, he tagged along with me on a few of our trips including the one out of the country. He started renting a condo in L.A. For the summer until he figured out where he wanted to buy a house. 

"Hello?"

"Hey Tori. I just wanted to let you know that I've officially bought a house! I'll be moving in this week. You girls won't have to keep living in that apartment anymore," Tom explained in an excited mood.