Kelsi went to bed early that night and woke up late the next morning. She got up and checked her e-mail there was 20 messages all of them from Tyler. She opened each one they all said the same thing:

            It’s great, I love it. Please talk to me why did you break up with me?

            Kelsi replied to them all with the same answer:

            Thanks glad you like it. I am talking to you now. I told you we just weren’t meant to be. Sorry.

            Each day was worse than the last in Kelsi’s eyes she couldn’t figure out why she felt so wrong when she knew they weren’t meant to be.

                        Two years after she broke up with Tyler she was still moping. She had not talked to him since they had graduated. She felt empty. She had not dated anyone but him in New York. Finally one day she looked him up so she could talk to him and tell him how she had felt for him since their senior year in high school.

            She dialed his number. He didn’t pick up until like the tenth ring.

            “Tyler?” she asked.

            “Yes, who is this?”

            “It’s Kelsi from high school.”

            “Kelsi Neilson?”

            “Yeah, I just wanted to tell you the truth. I love you I’ve loved you since I found out you were Zorro. I love you more than any words can explain I only broke up with you because Sierra said I should and Sharpay said that I shouldn’t date you and I want you to know that that was the worse mistake I have ever made in my life.”

            “Kelsi, I’m sorry. We can hang out tonight if you want to.”

            “Okay.”

            “Meet me at Central Park under the tree where we go together and we can try it again.”

            “Sound good to me.”

            They both hung up the phone.

            Two hours later they were both at the park. As soon as Kelsi saw him she couldn’t help herself. She ran up to him and kissed him, but not quickly very passionately.

            After that night they dated. And a year later Tyler proposed. Kelsi gladly accepted.

            Two month’s after the proposal they were married.

             Four years after their wedding. They were a happily married couple with twin girls named Kelly and Carrie.

            “Honey we kinda need to hurry to the hospital.”

            “I’m hurrying.”

            “Can you not hurry a little faster? Brady really wants to see the world and it’s bringing a lot of pain.”

            “Sorry!” he helped her into the car and put Kelly and Carrie in their car seats. HE jumped into the driver’s seat and sped toward the hospital.

            By the end of the night they had a new addition to the family. Brady Tyler Smith.

            Kelsi held her baby and hugged it close to her. Tyler brought Carrie and Kelly in to see their new brother.

            “I don’t want you two to feel like I love Brady more. I will always love you the same.”

            “Okay mommy.” The twins said in unison. Both of them had their daddy’s dirty blonde hair and they had their mommy’s big green eyes.

            Kelsi now knew that moving to New York was a good thing because if she had not moved to New York she would not have the wonderful family she had.

            I know it is a lame ending but I couldn't think of anything else to write. My next fanfic is a HAnnah MOntana suite life crossover