After the night that I had told Thomas that I wanted him to adopt me things had gotten busy. Unsurprisingly it took a lot of work to adopt a child, the next few months were full of Thomas doing paper work and making phone calls and going through home inspections.

I had felt really guilty about how much stress I was causing Thomas but Dr Picani pointed out that if he wasn't willing to go through the work then he wouldn't have offered to adopt me. I still feel a little bit guilty but not as much as I used too.

By the time everything had been finalized we had all finished up our freshman year of High School. Thanks to Logan helping me study I'd gotten all Bs in most of my classes, except for art which I got an A in.

And after a year of jumping from foster home to foster home I am finally in a home that I feel safe in. And this time, I don't have to worry about leaving.

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I stood in front of the mirror in my room, struggling to tie my tie. I had watched YouTube videos on it but I still couldn't do it. Today was finally the day, the day that I (officially) joined the Sanders family. I was nervous about it all but thankfully Thomas wasn't making it a big thing, when Patton was adopted apparently they did it all in a formal courtroom and friends and family came to watch.

Thomas said that we weren't doing that because of my anxiety. Instead it would just be Thomas and I along with the judge, the lawyer, and my social worker in an office going over everything. Then once it was done Thomas and I would go home to eat ice-cream and watch movies with Patton to celebrate.

I heard a light knock at the door and turned to see Thomas standing in the doorway.

"Need help?" He asked, gestring to my tie.

"Yes."

Thomas smiled and walked over to tie it for me. Roman had made the tie with leftover fabric from when he made my hoodie, which I was wearing over a button up purple shirt Thomas had gotten me for the occasion.

"Are you nervous?" Thomas finished with the tie and took a step back.

"Oh no why would I be nervous?" I asked sarcastically.

"Sorry."

"It's fine," I said "but honestly, yeah, I'm pretty anxious."

"Did you take your meds today?" Thomas asked. Dr Picani had helped me get medication for my anxiety and PTSD.

"Yeah I took them."

"Everything is going to be fine." Thomas said "there is no reason why I shouldn't be approved."

"Right.." I nodded, sitting down on my bed "yeah of course..." I looked down and began to fiddle with my tie.

Thomas sat down next to me, "do you want to go over what is going to happen again?"

I looked up at my soon-to-be father "can we?"

"Of course!" Thomas said "so we're going to go to the courthouse where we'll meet up with Valerie and the lawyer I hired, Terrence. Then we'll meet with the judge who will go over everything, she'll then sign the paperwork and the adoption certificate and we'll go home."

"That's it?"

Thomas nodded "yup! The judge will probably ask us a couple of questions but that's the gist." I nodded, feeling much calmer than I did before. "Right, so are you ready to go?"

"Yeah. Lets go."

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I sat in my chair in the conference room where everything was being finalized at the courthouse. Thomas sat next to me and across the table I could see the Judge who was looking over all of the paperwork.

"Mr. Sanders," the judge said.

"Yes?"

"Do you agree to adopt and care for Virgil as if he was your own child?" The judge asked.

"Yes," Thomas said with a smile "of course."

"Virgil," the judge turned to me "do you want Mr. Sanders to adopt you?"

I nodded "yes." I said, surprised that I was able to keep my voice steady.

"Alright," the judge said "that being said it looks like everything is in order." She picked up her pen and signed a paper, she handed it to Thomas and then stood with a smile. "Congratulations to the both of you." Then she left.

Thomas handed me the paper, confused I looked down and my breath hitched when I saw the word 'Certificate Of Adoption' written atop of the page in a fancy font along with my name.

"Oh my gosh," I whispered and it suddenly hit me. I've been adopted, I was a Sanders now.

"Virgil?" I heard Thomas say "are you alright?"

It was then that I realized I was crying, I felt Thomas carefully take the certificate out of my hands. I lurched forward, wrapping my arms around Thomas' neck.

"Thank you." I whispered "thank you for wanting me."

I felt Thomas hug me back, "of course! I love you Virgil."

I buried my face into Thomas' suit jacket, still crying. "I love you too dad."

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A/N: And there you have it, the last chapter. I hope you enjoyed both the chapter and the overall story. I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but I thought that the ending wrapped everything up perfectly and I didn't want to ruin that.

Even though this is the last chapter I will be posting one more in the form of a author's note answering frequently asked questions. So if you have any questions about me or A Good Kid (or the series overall) please leave them in the comments and I will do my best to answer them. The deadline to send in questions will be the 19th.

Also, the chapter title comes from the song 'Bring On The Monsters' from The Lighting Thief Musical.

Take it easy Guys, Gals, and Non-Binary Pals. PEACE OUT!-Isabel