Just like with everything with her, Brandon remembers the day he met Callie very well. He was at work, in between piano lessons, when the bell on the front door rang. He looked up as he was finishing helping another customer when he saw her. Boy, was she gorgeous. He couldn't help but keep glancing at her from the register as she picked up a guitar and started messing around with the strings. He perfect brown hair was in a pony tale and she was doing that cute thing where she sticks her tongue out everything she messed up. He was mesmerized by her, which is why when he heard her mess up her G chord, he jumped at his chance to help her out.

The pair turned into fast friends. For the next couple of weeks, Callie was at the store for the majority of Brandon's shifts. Hanging out when there was a lull in customers and attempting to help out when there wasn't. They started to find out all sorts of things about each other. Callie was a foster girl and was currently in a good but strict home. Brandon's moms adopted two younger children when he was eight. Callie has a younger brother who she basically has to raise. Brandon scratches the back of his neck when nervous while Callie rubs her nose. Brandon has played to classical piano since he was five. Callie's mom taught her the guitar before she passed away in a car accident cause by her father.

It took Brandon three weeks after becoming friends to get her number, so they could hang out when he wasn't at work. When he finally had it they started to hang out a couple of times a week. Sometimes in the shop, sometimes else where in town. Over time, the smile on the others face became the number one reason to smile.

It was around the two month mark of their friendship that Brandon started to develop feelings for the brown eyed girl. She was hesitant at first, saying it wasn't ideal to date while in the Foster system. Most couples preferred their Foster children to not be in relationship for fear of getting caught doing something they shouldn't be. It was another month after Brandon asked her out the first time that she finally agreed. They have been happily together ever since.

After months of knowing each other, their favorite place become the abandoned lifeguard tower by pier 9. Where they happened to be sitting right now. Him leaning against the wall of the tower with the beautiful girl in his lap. Her head settled in the crook of his neck, arms around his waist. His hand was running up and down her back while the other draped across her lap. They were comfortable, which is all that matters.

"What are you and Jude doing tomorrow?" He whispered quietly as if talking any loud would mean the night was over.

"Nothing." She said just as quiet. Callie picked up the hand on her lap and started to play with the silver ring on his figure, the match one on her own hand glimmering in the moon light. They were something Brandon had gotten them for their nine month anniversary, saying they need something to show how deep their love actually is.

"Tomorrow's Saturday. Can I take Jude and you to a movie and lunch?"

"Will you be able to get out the house?"

He sighed before shifting their position to get a better look at her. Grabbing her face gently between his two strong calloused hands, he smiled at her. "Don't worry about me beautiful. Just keep yourself safe. I can take getting grounded for sneaking out but, I can't take you or Jude getting hurt ok? Will you be able to get away without Paul and Sue noticing?"

"Paul is working tomorrow and we will tell Sue we are going to work on a project at the library. We will be fine. Nothing we haven't been able to handle before." She started to stroke the worry line that has formed on his forehead. She knew he worried about her brother and her but, if she could give his some of the sense of security he always provides her, she would be happy.

"Alright. I just want you safe. I love you." He leaned and gave her a quick kiss knowing she's about to leave for the night. He probably should get home too with the new curfew his moms have set.

"I love you too." She whispered back. After a few more lingering moments in his arms, she stood and grabbed her bag, leaving him to go back to her foster home. "I'll see you tomorrow."

She let go of his hand until the last possible moment. Walking into the darkness as he started the car, both wished they were back together already.