Mark's POV.

Italics are thoughts.

"Wednesday September 27th, 1989. Today is the day… the day they announce the winner of the New York film contest, and the day I'm going to pop the question. God- I'm so nervous" I say into the camera.

It's too quiet here.

I sat the camera down, and sat down on the couch. I started to wander around the loft that I shared with my best friends. Nobody was here to reassure me. Roger was out, probably with his band. Collins is up at MIT, and he won't be back 'till almost Christmas. Maureen -the love of my life- was trying to find a job. And nobody's seen Benny since he started going out with Alison, he promised to be at the life café' later tonight, but I doubt he'll be there. So many thoughts were going through my head… and it was driving me crazy.

Am I really ready for marriage? Isn't this too soon? What if she says no?

I got off the couch and walked towards the mirror and rehearsed my speech once again.

"I love you Maureen, I really do. My love for you grows more every day. Nobody's ever meant this much to me before. You're my fist thought every morning, and my last thought every night. I know this might be too soon… but I love you. I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" I said to myself.

I looked up at the old digital clock. It was 7 o'clock, time to go. The award ceremony was at 8, and it was a 20-minute walk to the park. Maureen said she would meet me there, after she gets done her job search. Roger also said he would be there… he just didn't know when he'd get there.

I grabbed the checklist that was next to the coffee pot, making sure that I had everything I needed for tonight.

Camera? Check.

Extra film? Check.

Key? Check.

Ring?

I went into my underwear drawer, looking under all my underwear and socks. I had hidden the ring extra carefully, to make sure Maureen wouldn't find it. I found the delicate white box, and took it in my hands. I opened it, watching how the ring reflected off the lights. I shut the box, and put it carefully in my pocket. I almost shut the drawer, but saw a note sandwiched in between my boxers.

9/21/89

Pookie- - Buy more condoms. We're out…again. Last night was amazing… I never heard you scream that loud before! Love ya baby!

-Your Goddess Maureen.

9/21? That note was from almost a week ago.

Thank God; I put the ring in there yesterday. She probably didn't see it. I hope…

I walked back to the checklist.

Ring? Check.

I put some money in his wallet; for condoms and for dinner later at the life café. Then I grabbed my camera bag and put it over my shoulder.

I shut the door and walked towards the park. I just couldn't wait to see Maureen.

Hopefully she'll say yes…

A/N- So… what do you think? It is good? Bad? Like it? Let me know! I'll probably update 1-2 times a week… maybe more-maybe less.