Brandon walked towards Denella and held her hand. "I know we started off on the wrong foot, twice, but I want that to change. I was hoping we could go and do something on Saturday if you're not busy. I really want to be friends with you, maybe even more than friends."
"What do you mean more than--" Before Denella could finish; Brandon stepped closer to her, leaned forward and kissed her. It was gentle and as their lips pressed together in some kind of rhythm, the whole world felt as if it had disappeared, but suddenly came back as Denella pulled away. "I'm sorry, but I need to go." She said as she opened the door with her key and slammed the door behind her.