Well, that's the end...
Of THIS story that is.
I will be writing a sequel, of course, with way more drama, new people, new relationships, and tons of ass whooping! Haha. I'll probably take some time off to really develop the whole plot and add details. I mean, I'm already writing the story! Haha. So don't worry if I go MIA for a couple of weeks! I'm just working! I also wanna thank all of you who stuck by my story the whole time through and watched everything develop. I hope you enjoyed it! I Love You all!
Another thing;
Remember the deal I made about showing a small preview of the sequel to Shadow's Target? Well, although it didn't make the goal, I've decided to show you a small preview of my NEW fanfic that in currently writing; It's Simple.
Check it out! It's coming out soon!

..."What the hell..." I stopped and listened to where they were coming from. I heard 'I Love You's' and 'You're So Hot' and all sorts of weird things.
"LADIES! Settle down!" I heard someone scream. Soon enough, it worked. It was coming from the auditorium.
My destination.
I walked through the double doors and went down the left aisle slowly as I watched the cast whisper amongst each other and the teacher gave them instructions.
"What are you doing in here?" I leaned my head back. A buff man was hovering behind me. I didn't recognize him....
"Are you a gym teacher?" I asked with an eyebrow raised. He chuckled slightly amused.
I was serious though... Was he?
"Jamie!" Mr. Castillo came towards me.
"What in the world are you doing here?" He asked with a smile.
"Ms. Roberts told me to come over and take a couple pictures of the cast rehearsing." I flashed him a grin.
"Oh! Fantastic! Go right ahead." I nodded and stepped up to the stage. I lost my balance for a brief second as I stepped over a cable.
"Careful now love." I heard a husky voice murmur. I looked behind me and saw some guy sitting down in the second row with three other guys. I couldn't make out his face, but, I guess it was just a guy from the football team again. Although... I didn't recognize his voice...
I got down on one knee and began to take a couple of shots of them singing and prancing around. I took down names as well, and watched for a bit.
"I think that's good enough." I mumbled to myself. I began to head down and was going to leave, when;
"Leaving already? I was loving the view." It was that dude again. I rolled my eyes and turned to him.
"Well enjoy this view as I walk out, cause, you sure aren't going to get to see it again once I give you a black eye, perv." I scrunched my nose up as I smiled innocently.
"Damn Haz! I like her!" I heard a higher pitched voice laugh. Another guy smacked this 'Haz' guy upside the head causing me to laugh.
"Sorry love. He's just one cheeky bastard." Another one of them apologized.
"I can tell. He needs new material by the way. I mean, 'loving the view'? Be original man. What's next? Damn baby, let me get those digits?" I sighed as I crossed my arms.
"You gotta use material that will captivate your target. Use interesting phrases that really get to her." I explained as I emphasized with my hands.
"Here." I handed the guy a piece of paper which he took with a confused look.
"I recommend you take notes. Try it out on the group of freshmen outside the halls. Maybe they're more your speed." I winked as I walked off.
"Daaammmnn! She told YOU!" The same high pitched voice screamed. In couldn't help but chuckle as they all teased him.
I began to skip down the halls, happy with my pictures, then, I heard running.
"What the-" as I looked around the corner, some guy bumped into me, pushing me down.
"Oww!" I groaned as I rubbed my ass. I looked up to see who this guy was, but, his red hood was covering half his face.
"I'm so so sorry!" I was so taken back by his Irish accent that I didn't notice him leaning in to me to help me up.
"It's fine, I got it." I stood up and brushed myself off.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" I chuckled as I looked up at him. He met my gaze... And... I was stunned. I tried to suppress a gasp as his eyes looked at me with such an Intensity that sent shivers down my spine. They were a soft shade of blue that glistened even under this crappy lighting. I felt like I was drowning in his deep hypnotizing irises since I couldn't look away. He himself was silent too though, and a bit spaced out.
"Helloooo?" I snapped my fingers in front of him until he was out of his trance.
"Ahh, sorry. I was.. Umm.. What did you ask me again?" I chuckled as he scratched his head with a smile.
Aww! He has braces!
"I said; why were you running?" His eyes then shot wide open and his smile turned to a frown.
"Help me! I need to hide!" He stepped closer to me and grasped my shoulders with a scared look. I could feel he was a tad bit tense and, well, might as well help right?
"Uhh... Okay? C'mon." He held my wrist and was about to run.
"Woah woah! Hold on!" I chuckled.
"Sorry, I just really need to hide from-"
"The deans?" I finished for him. He looked at me a bit confused.
"I know how you boys get. I hear it all the time in the halls. This way." This time, I held his hand and tugged him along different halls till we got to the girls bathroom.
"I'm not going in there." He mumbled as he stopped in front of it. I rolled my eyes at his stubbornness and let a chuckle out.
"The deans won't look in here. Now, hurry!" I pulled both his arms until he was inside and I pushed him into the biggest stall with me.
"Keep quiet." I whispered to him. He smiled and nodded.
"We almost had him!" I hear about five girls step into the bathroom. I signaled the boy to get up on the toilet seat.
"What if he went upstairs?!" One of them squealed.
"Lets go!" They ran out with screeches of joy. Once the coast was clear, I opened the stall and walked out. I stepped in front of the mirror and took off my beanie to ruffle my messy hair up.
"So, what were you getting in trouble for?" I said as I looked into the mirror at the boy. He just stood there smiling at me with a rather curious look.
"Don't you know me?" He asked chuckling.
"Am I supposed to? I've never seen you here before." I turned to him and walked slowly towards his direction.
"You probably have all your classes upstairs when I have them downstairs, and vise versa." I concurred.
"Uhh-"
"Or are you asking cause you're on the football team and I don't recognize you? I hope being popular isn't getting to your head." I laughed.
"No, no. The first one was right." He chuckled unsure. He then went silent and gave me the same intense stare that he gave me when we bumped into one another. I felt a bit nervous at how he looked at me and broke the silence.
"Look, I won't tell anyone. I promise." I laughed. I looked down at my camera to fidget around with it once more.
"Oh shit..." I lifted it up and saw I had broken the lens.
"Was that because I pushed you down?" He said with worry in his eyes.
"Uhh... Probably... It's fine though. I should've-"
"Let me pay for it." He said suddenly.
What? I shot my head up to look at this guy.
"No. It's fine dude, I've got money." I smiled.
"No, seriously. It's the least I can do since you just saved me from the... Deans..." He said doubtfully.
"It's no bother anyways." He grinned at me.
"Well... Thanks. That's really sweet of you." I grinned back.
"Lets get out of here though. I don't want anyone catching me and you in here. Rumors will spread fast." I chuckled.
"I know what you mean." He mumbled.
Once the coast was clear, we walked out into the hallway.
"So, what's your name?" He asked me.
"Jamie! Jamie Conroy." I said as I extended my hand for him to shake. He gladly took it.
"I'm Niall Horan." He smiled...

Well? What do you think? It's just the beginning. I've got tons more, but, this is just a taste of the silly Jamie Conroy! Haha.
I'll see you all real soon xx
-SmileForMeeLovee <3