Life couldn't be better. My girlfriend Angela and I stood at the doors of La Fiesta Tech, where we'd been dropped off. One thing was needed, though, and we both knew it.
So, after finding our rooms and declaring our respective majors, I called Angela into my room.
"You do realize why I called you in here, don't you?" I asked her.
"N-no," Angela said, and I couldn't figure out why she was actually afraid.
"It's nothing bad," I assured her, laughing as I kissed her on her forehead.
Then, to her surprise, I hit one knee. "I can't tell you how long I've been waiting for this day, Angela. This is a new beginning for us—the beginning of college, and—" Reaching into my back pocket, I produced a small velvet box.
Angela gasped—could it be?
I opened the box to reveal a diamond engagement ring, "possibly the next stage of our lives together. I love you, Angela Pleasant, and I want you by my side for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?"
Angela reached for the ring as if in a dream. I could see those beautiful eyes, welling with fresh tears as she slipped it on her finger. "Oh, Dustin," she gasped. "I—I can't believe what I just heard." Then she started sobbing.
When she finally calmed down, she looked into my eyes. "Dustin Broke, it—it would be my honor to marry you." Then she threw her arms around me and cried again.
"It'll have to wait until after we graduate," I informed her.
"That's okay," she said, pecking me on the cheek. "It'll be worth it."
Oh, we were so happy—but we made sure our happiness didn't interfere with our studies. She'd gone into political science, while I chose biology. We'd been inseparable as teens, and I thought we'd always be that way.