Two Weeks. Two weeks of loss felt. Two weeks of emptiness.

Two Weeks of change.

It was fourteen days of healing. That’s all I can say.

It was friday and I was walking out of the entrance from school. When Brian was there. He looked like he had something to say.

“Hey.”

“Do you remember what happened that night before…”

“The kiss?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s part of the past don’t worry about it.”

“Wait, see, that’s the thing… I don’t want it to be forgotten.”

“What?”

“Maddie, will you go out on a date with me, this Saturday?”

“Um…”

“I knew it, I shouldn’t of asked.”

“Wait.”

I grab the collar of the jacket that once was wrapped around me and pull it. Pulling him to me, I kissed him.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Yes, Brian, I will go out with you.”