Story, last part

 I still haven't come up with a title... I'm such a slacker.

This is either the end, or and extra—depending on whether that last part was the end.

Three years later:

 

Rayn passed out chocolate mint cookies to the group in the quad. She’d been extra nice these last few weeks. Kin didn’t want to be too paranoid. She’d left him alone for the almost three years they didn’t share any classes but  at the start of senior year she’d joined the sewing club. 

 

Everyone else ate their cookies. The biggest comment was that it was extra minty. Kin ate his slowly, letting large crumbs fall into the grass. The group were trying to pick cookie flavors to sell at the fundraiser next week. All the other groups had their recipes picked out. Kin’s group was still three short. This fundraiser would pay for fabric to make cute clothes and blankets that the club would then donate to the Foster Association for Homeless Familiar Kittens. 

( I think I've ingested catnip )