I'm sorry I haven't written in so long. Things came up, time was lost, yada yada yada. Anyway, here it is! I'm not as happy with it as I could have been, but I wanted to give you something. :)

"Please?"

The kicker was his eyes. They were so imploring, so deep, that it struck her. Maybe there was some change going on here. Maybe it was real, not some far-off dream that she'd had. Maybe, just maybe, this would be a good thing.

"I'll consider," She said with a small smile, leaving the boy in a state that can be compared to absolute, love-sick hysteria.

There was a considerable amount of hope in those two words. If you hadn't experienced the intense longing that he had, you wouldn't understand. It was as simple as that.

The young man walked away with a new-found happiness in his heart, desperately awaiting the day that she would finally say yes.

That day came sooner that he had ever imagined. The following Saturday, and owl appeared with three simple letters: yes. The flourishing cursive, the distinct smell of jasmine, and the purple stationary all confirmed what his heart was saying. It was his girl. Finally, after years of rejection, there was victory.

Victory in staying- in waiting it out- even when everyone told him to leave. They told him to go home, try another girl, and repair his broken heart. But this young man wouldn't take no for an answer. There was no glory in defeat- nothing worth-while ever came from it.

And now, now he was repaid in full. The girl of his dreams was approaching him, looking as gorgeous as ever. And that was just what he wanted. Nothing more, nothing less. It was here, now, where his dreams were coming true.

As she descended the staircase, she had doubts in her mind. Major doubts- the type that will pack up your things, drive you home, and send you under the covers before you even have time to process what's going on. She thought of the boy he'd been- the snobby, mean, arrogant boy. In many ways, he had changed dramatically- always for the better- but the voice in her head was warning her to be cautious. The boy she was about to dance with- had he actually changed? She wasn't so sure now.

Her heart, however, pleaded with her to keep going, forget the boy that she'd known, and to look at the man he'd become.

She listened to her heart.

Can you guess which couple I'm talking about? There are many that I had in mind, but one particular one. If you would be so kind as to leave it in a review (clever 'get reviews' trick), then you can pick the next couple that I write my drabble about! Thanks!

~Wise girl