A/N: So here it is, the conclusion. Yes, Brightdale's name is the same as her town. It is...a very long story, that I will be telling next, hopefully. This chapter is longer for three reasons. First, I updated later than usual, so I felt like I owed you guys one. Second, although I did consider splitting it into 2 chapters, you guys want to read more, right? And finally, I decided that the chapter would seem stronger if it wasn't split in two. Sorry if it feels a little rushed!

"What about you?" he questioned suddenly, catching her off guard. "Are you here with anyone?" His tone was almost...hopeful. "No, I'm here alone," she said, almost too quickly. She mentally cursed herself for answering like that. What if she scared him off?

"So, what's your name?" She asked, hoping not to sound too flirty. The last thing she needed was for him to think she was like this with everyone.

"What? Oh, it's Max. Max Hawthorne." Inwardly, she gasped. She remembered him. How on earth could she forget? But, she had to make sure it was him first.

"Are you the Max Hawthorne that graduated the high school in Brightdale, Georgia, in June of 2017?"

"The same," he replied, raising an eyebrow.

Brightdale took a deep breath. If she wanted him to remember, it was now or never.

"My name," she said slowly, "is Brightdale Logic."

Confusion overtook the man's face, and for a split second, she thought he had forgotten her. Then comprehension dawned on him, and she could breathe again - he hadn't forgotten her after all.

"Really? Brightdale? I-"

But he was cut off, for just then a man that Brightdale had never seen before but that looked a little younger than Max emerged from the crowd and walked toward them.

"Max, they got an electrician in. He says there's nothing we can do but they just got a generator. It should be up and running in about-" He broke off, looking curiously at Brightdale.

"Who's your friend? I thought you said you'd never get over B-"

Max shushed him, and pulled him over to the side quietly. As he explained what had been going on, Brightdale saw Max's brother's eyes get wider and wider.

When he was done, the brother walked over to Brightdale.

"I'm sorry," he apologized. "Don't believe we've been formally introduced. I'm Tyler Hawthorne, Max's brother."

Brightdale could remember Max mentioning having a brother, but she had never met him.

Max walked over to them.

"You know, I still have it, Brightdale. Just in case you ever want to go back." And then he kissed her.

Tyler, watching this unfold, started clapping. Suddenly, everyone else in the room joined in. For one insane moment, Brightdale blushed, thinking everyone in the penthouse was watching them kiss. But then she realized that the lights and music had returned. The music playing was a slow one, and Max pulled his lips away from hers.

"Can I have this dance?"

"Of course," she replied, trying to be nonchalant. This attempt failed.

Max took her to the dance floor. Slowly, they danced together, staring into each other's eyes. They could remember each other, and every day they spent together. Brightdale never forgot the way that Max figured out how to save her life. He never forgot how she was different with him than with everyone else. She could only be herself with him.

The song playing was "I'm Jealous" by Shania Twain. Both parties felt that song fit the moment perfectly.

They were perfect for each other.

A/N: So, I know it doesn't make much sense. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: It is a sequel to stories that I will write later. In case you haven't checked out my profile, the stories are, in order:

Technicolor

Magic

Flicker

Hope

Belief

They will all be multiple-chapter stories, each revolving around Brightdale's young and adolescent life. Max plays a HUGE role in "Hope" and "Belief", so don't think you've seen the last of him!

Speaking of which, you're probably wondering about Max's line: "I still have it...in case you ever want to go back." This is referring to events in "Belief". All I'll say about it is, after "Belief", Brightdale's story turns into fanfiction (I'll be publishing those stories on , of course.) *Evil grin*

Finally, PLEASE review! I have about a hundred hits and only three reviews!