We're at the end. Yay! :D Anyways, thanks for reading my story and reviewing it and all. :) It really means a lot. ^_^ For months, I've had a few scenes (four, actually) flashing in my head before I could gather them up and put them into a story. *looks back on the past months and realizes how much time has gone* Wow. O_O

Will I continue this with a sequel? Well, maybe. I don't know. We'll see in the future. X)

Arriving home was the same as any other day. Creepie walked down the zigzaggy path to her mansion. Tonight was strange. She met her true parents and she and Carla and Melanie became friends. Nobody would believe that.

She stood on the porch and took a moment to reflect. She met her real parents. On her way home, she still felt like she was dreaming. Creepie sat on the stone steps. She didn't think Budge would've gone through with it. If he went with her to the cemetery, he would've run away the second they entered. Chris-Alice...Creepie tried not to go there. She would've either fainted or ran away screaming. That pretty much sounded like something she would do.

But with Melanie and Carla...it was different. With them, she could go through with tonight's events. Carla, a firm hand, and Melanie, a free spirit. Both compliment each other, like yin and yang. So different, and yet they stuck together. It was strange. But Creepie guessed a lot of things in this world were strange. Like her. A goth girl raised by bugs. A lot of people would be appalled. But only a few trusted people could handle it. Like Budge. He was the first person she told her secret to. She remembered the look on his face when she introduced him to her family.

Creepie glanced up at the night sky. Stars shined like jewels on velvet. It was like all those other nights she would look out the window and think. About tomorrow, about her future and its outcome. Tonight was probably the best night she'd ever had in a long time. Whatever came next in her life would be as good as this night. She didn't have to go inside right away; it was still early. She would stay out here for a while and enjoy the night.

Would her mother come out and ask her where she was? Probably. Would she ask her what she did and where she went? Pretty much. Would Creepie tell her the truth? Maybe not. Not yet. Not now anways. For now, she was going to enjoy herself. She thought about visiting her dead parents tomorrow. They said she could visit whenever she wanted. Creepie considered herself lucky. She had a set of bug parents. And she had her dead parents. Her best friends, Budge and Chris-Alice. And now Carla and Melanie. Carla told her that they would keep up the routine of not liking each other, so no one would catch on. It was for the best, and it was okay with Creepie. So what did that all lead up to? Bug family, close friends, her dead parents watching out for her. She was certainly fortunate to have what she had. She was alright with being who she was. And there was no way she would trade that for anything in the world.

It's what she was born into.

Thank you all again for reading and reviewing. :D See you guys later! ;)