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“Dinner’s ready.” We heard James’ mom call from downstairs.

            “Ugh, i’m too tired to walk. Carry me?” I asked James innocently. He stands up and carries me bridal style. Once we were at the bottom of the stairs he put me down and we walked into the kitchen.

            “Wow, it smells good.” I compliment Susan, James’ mother.

            “Thank you sweetie, it’s a secret recipe I like to use for special occasions”

I looked at her confused, “Well what’s the occasion?”

            “Well, we have a new member of this family, you.” I felt a little embarrassed about that.

            “Thank you, but I’m sure I won’t stay long.” I didn’t want to seem rude but it was the truth. I knew I was going to a foster home and there was nothing else I could do.

            “Nonsense, sweetie James…” she was about to say something but quickly caught herself. I was confused at the whole situation but I quickly forgot about it once we sat down and ate dinner.

            “So, sweetie, tell me more about yourself” Susan broke the silence, “What do plan on majoring in college?

            “Well, I want to major in music and visual arts and advertising.”

            “Hmm, what makes you want to major in music?

            “Well I naturally know how to sing but I thought that was too simple, so I took a music class to learn to play different instruments. I just wanted to learn more about it because it’s something I love doing.”

            “What about that visual arts thing?

            “I love taking pictures. I have a billion pictures at home, but I like to use the original types of camera, not the digital ones. So, if I major in that then I’m planning on starting my own business like a portrait studio or magazine company.

            “Wow, so you’re pretty much set then. James still doesn’t know what he wants to do.”

            “Mom, you don’t have to talk about me.” James interrupted.

            “It’s fine with me.” I said giggling. James looks at me with a serious face but I just smile back to him.

            “He tells me he doesn’t care what he does as long as it’s something he likes. That doesn’t sound like a good plan to me. His father did the same thing. He just wants life to take him wherever it goes, as long as he’s happy.”

Susan looks at James and notices he didn’t like what he heard. I knew that they didn’t live with his dad but I didn’t know that James had something against him. He gets up and walks out of the kitchen and heads outside on the front porch. Susan and I sit in silence until she speaks.   

“I’m so sorry; I shouldn’t have mentioned his father like that.”

“Did something happen between him and his dad?”

“I’m not sure I should be the one telling you.” She said in a low voice.

“Ok. I’ll see if I can talk to him.” I got up and left the kitchen and headed outside where James stood at the edge of the porch. He didn’t even look at me when I came out. I stood next to him without saying a word. He slowly moved closer to me, leaned his head on my shoulder and spoke, “This would probably be a good time to tell you about my father?”

“Yeah, that would be nice”, I said with a smile as I turned my head and kissed his cheek.

“When I was 13 my dad cheated on my mom with someone way younger and better looking than her. One night I listened in on my parent’s argument when he confessed. I couldn’t control my anger and I walked up to my dad and punched him hard in the face. That same night he left. Never saw him since.”

“Oh James, I’m so sorry. That’s probably why you got mad. You don’t want to turn out like him.”

“I’m just not sure what I want to do after high school. My mom thinks I’m just like my father, but that’s not true. Besides, you shouldn’t be sorry. Yeah, I lost someone I love, but I still gained another. Someone I hope to spend the rest of my life with.”

It took me several seconds to realize what he said. When I snapped out of it he was already on one knee with a little box in his hand.

“I know we’re still young and all, but my feelings for you, I’ve never felt for anyone in my life. But, I will surely accept rejection. So, I’m only going to ask you this once. Will you marry me?”

I just stood there smiling. I started getting an irregular heart beat and my stomach started to feel heavy. I couldn’t help myself from bursting into tears.

“Well are you going to answer?” he asked impatiently.

“Yes.” I finally let it out. I felt as if everything else didn’t matter anymore. All I knew was that I was going to be with James from now on.

He then opens the box to reveal a 24 karat diamond ring. He takes it out of the box, grabs my hand and slips it on. It was a perfect fit. I pull him up and give him the most passionate kiss I could ever give him. He returned the kiss back and we stood there hugging each other. We then hear his mother come out of the house. I was pretty sure she heard him propose because she walks up to me and hugs me real tight. Soon after, we walk back into the house. His mother had gone to bed and the both of us cleaned the dinner table. I couldn’t help but stare at the ring.

“It was my moms ring,” James interrupted my thoughts; “she gave it to me when I asked her about marrying you.”

“Well it’s a good thing you asked. None of my other jewelry is this beautiful. This makes the rest of them look cheap.”

We both smiled and finished cleaning. We headed to our rooms. After about an hour, I got out of bed and tiptoed passed his moms room and snuck into James’. He was in the bathroom so I quickly got under the covers. When he came out and sat on the bed, I threw off the covers and jumped on top of him.

“What are you doing? You want us to get in trouble” he said a little mad.

“What kind of trouble?” I teased him.

“You know what kind of trouble I’m talking about.”

“Actually I don’t. Please inform me.” I said with a smirk on my face.

“Ugh, the kind where my mom is going to hear us and catch us doing something that we might regret later.”

“What’s to regret, we’re going to get married anyways”, I teased again. I leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me back. I try to unbutton his pants, but he then rolls over and gets on top of me. He starts to lift my shirt when I pull if off my self. I take off his shirt and reveal his muscular chest. This time I was ready and wasn’t about to stop.