Howdy! Well, wow, it's been a long journey, but this is the final chapter. I just want to say a humungous thank you to everyone who has reviewed, added me to favourites or to anyone else who has been following the story. Thank guys!! It means so much to me when you give me such positive encouragement!

So, I have one more story that is currently in progress and after that I think I will do a complete edit of Finding Mr Right. I've highlighted so many grammar and punctuation errors in previous chapters, I think it needs it.

Anyway, once again, thank you. I really hope you enjoy this chapter and the ending is up to your expectations.

Much love, Raingypsy.

They say that a girls Prom is one of the most magical nights of her life and by the grin on Ella's face, she was no exception to the rule.

Ever since her and Mitch's talk, she had to admit, things had been going pretty well. Since that day, they had become an 'item' and Ella couldn't be happier. Sure, they had had their fare share of fights already. For instance, just two days ago Mitch had asked Ella if it was 'that time of the month' or was she always such a stroppy cow. Ella had retaliated with a swift slap of the face and several hours of silent treatment. Their fights, however, were always resolved within a few hours and they were back on speaking terms.

Now, Ella sat at her dresser, starting at her reflection in the mirror as her sister Stacey finished the final touches to her hair.

"There, finished," Stacey commented and stood back to admire her handiwork. Ella's normally wavy brown hair had been straightened, curled and teased so it now sat atop her head in a pile of tiny ringlets. Several soft wisps of curls were left hanging and Stacey had finished it off with several small white flowers.

"It's beautiful, Stacey." Ella gushed. She stood up and gave Stacey a huge hug. She and Stacey usually didn't get on very well but tonight Stacey had outdone herself in the sister department.

Stacey awkwardly patted her back.

"You better put your dress on, Mitch will be here soon," Stacey advised before leaving the room.

Mitch sat in the Smit's lounge room in apprehension. Tonight would be their first official outing as a couple and he wanted things to go perfectly. A loud creak bought his attention to the top of the staircase.

He gazed in awe as Ella began to descend down the flight of stairs. She reached the bottom and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"You look great, Ella," he commented and Ella grinned.

"You don't look to shabby yourself, Mitchell" she retorted. Mitch raised his eyebrows.

"Since when have I been Mitchell?" he asked playfully.

"Since when have I been Ella?" Ella teased and swatted his chest.

Mitch grinned, "How silly of me. Ready to go El?"

Ella took hold of his outstretched arm and looped hers through. With a few photos and a hasty goodbye to her parents, Ella and Mitch exited the house into the cool night air.

The school had certainly gone all out with its decorations for the Prom. The assembly hall had been covered in streamers and tinsels, bright colourful lights flashed throughout and a large disco ball had been hung from the rafters. A DJ was set up on stage and had already begun playing a familiar poppy tune.

"Wow," Ella breathed when she and Mitch entered the hall. "The school certainly knows how to throw a party." Mitch murmured in agreement.

"Oh look," he exclaimed and pointed to two boys standing near a table covered in food. "It's Steve and Troy. I'm going to go over and say hi."

"Ok," Ella replied, "I'm going to head to the bathroom. I'll meet you over there."

She gave Mitch a grin and walked off.

Ella entered the bathroom and was met with the sickly smell of perfume and the thick haze of hairspray. Several girls all stood crowded around the small mirror, some applying their hundredth coat of mascara, others desperately trying to keep their hairstyles from collapsing.

Stifling a cough, Ella entered a free cubicle and sat down. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the numerous scribbling on the back of the toilet door. There were the usual catty remarks and silly drawings but a series of sentences towards the bottom of the door, made Ella intake a large breath.

Went out with Mitch Davies tonight. OMG. Best. Night. Ever.

OMG. Isn't he the cutest thing ever? He took me to an authentic Italian restaurant!

Did you see he's dating that friend of his? You know that short brunette who's always hanging around him.

What? No way! What a waste. I wonder how long they'll last.

I'll give it two weeks. Three if she puts out.

Ella quickly stood, banging her leg on the toilet roll dispenser in the process. She'd read enough and she needed to get out. She quickly swung open the door and rushed out of the bathroom. Without even looking around for Mitch, she slunk through the hall and out into the deserted school garden. She took a seat on a nearby picnic bench.

A gentle breeze rippled through the trees and Ella shivered. The scrawling on the door replayed over and over in her mind and she had to suppress a sob. She had wanted things to be perfect with Mitch but after reading the door, couldn't help but think she would just be another notch in his belt.

"El?" A soft voice spoke. Someone placed an arm on her bare shoulder and she gave a small jump. She quickly spun around the see Mitch looking at her in confusion.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked before taking a seat beside her. "Is anything wrong?"

Ella spun away from his questioning face and turned her attention to the dark horizon.

"Is anything right, would be a better question," she mused.

Mitch placed his hands gently on her shoulders and spun them around until she was facing him.

"El. Tell me what's going on." He asked, his voice deepening into some sort of warning tone.

"There was writing on the cubicle door. It-it was about you."

Mitch sighed; he knew exactly where this was heading.

"These two girls were talking about all the dates you'd taken them on and how great you were, and I'm just, I dunno, confused."

"Look El. Those girls meant nothing. Sure, we went on a few dates but it's nothing compared to what I feel for you." Mitch explained. He went to continue but Ella interrupted.

"Did you sleep with any of them?" She asked quietly.

"What? C'mon El, what type of question is that?" he asked.

"It's a simple one Mitch. Did you sleep with any of them?"

"I'm not answering that El," Mitch protested.

"Why?" she cried, "I need to know Mitch."

"No! I'm not answering it because it's not relevant at all. Whatever I have done in the past has no business in our relationship."

"What about me and Chad?" Ella asked stubbornly, "If I went up to him right now and kissed him you'd want to know."

Mitch sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Of course I'd want to know. But it's completely different. You're my girlfriend now, you weren't before. You can't hold anything I've done in previous relationships over me El. It's not fair."

Ella had no response. She turned away from Mitch and began studying her hands.

Without warning, Mitch reached over and pulled Ella into his lap.

"Look, I can't erase what I've done in the past but I can start afresh with you El. You can be my future."

Ella looked up at Mitch's face, his slight smile, and his deep brown eyes. It was a face that she knew so well. It was a face she loved.

She smiled and let out a giggle. Mitch raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"What' so funny?" he asked.

"You of course. You and your cheesy lines."

Mitch's face split into a broad grin.

"Hey! Don't make fun of my lines. They got me you didn't they?" he teased. He grabbed Ella's hand.

"Are you ok now? Do you trust me?" he asked.

Ella's smile said it all.

"Let's go and dance," he continued as he pulled her off the seat and they towards the hall.

They entered the hall just as a song had ended. Mitch pulled Ella towards to middle of the floor.

A soft song began to play and Ella quickly turned to Mitch.

"Oh my God! Is this? Is this who I think it is?" she exclaimed in amusement.

Mitch grinned and nodded.

"I asked them to play it especially." He explained.

Ella beamed as the old 80's classic began to play.

I've been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life. I've been waiting for a girl like you, your loving will survive. I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive. Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life.

"Thank you Mitch," Ella whispered, "For everything."

Mitch looked down and smiled. With one hand still on her waist, he lifted his other arm and brought it to her face, tilting her chin upwards. He gave Ella a gentle kiss on the lips.

"As always," he murmured, "It's my pleasure."

A/N: Ta Daaaa! Finito! Hope you enjoyed it. Also, I've put character pictures up on my website plus a picture of Ella's dress and hairstyle. It can be found here - .com/

Oh, and the song used was Foreigners, "I've been waiting". It's a great song.

Once again, thanks for all of the support!