All i want.

Try,

Callie's POV:

Currently I was sitting in the office waiting for Monte so we can discuss my senior project. For months I've been thinking about what i could do; only to be hit with inspiration in past hour. "Callie I am ready for you." Monte says, and I stand up to follow her into her office. "So Callie where do we stand with your senior project?" Monte says right off the bat. "Well you don't waste anytime now do you?" I say her. "Well Callie most students have already started or have already completed." Monte says causing me to nod in agreement. "Well i have chosen what i am going to do for mine. I am going to do a photo essay on my past Foster homes." I say to her. Monte looks at me with a strange look on her face. "That's an interesting idea Callie. How did you come up with it?" She asked me. I internally groaned as i never really put a lot of thought into my reasoning behind wanting to do this photo essay, "I guess it'll be away of getting closure from my past." I say to her. "Well Callie it's a great idea. Lena told me you are very talented at photography; so i am looking forward to seeing the final product." Monte says. I nod in agreement trying to find away to imply i was ready to leave her office. "So is it okay to leave?" I ask Monte. "Yes of course." Monte says standing up to escort me out of her office. "Have a good rest of your day Callie." Monte says. "Likewise." I respond walking out of the office.

I still had 25 minutes left of my free period so i decide to go somewhere to clear my mind. There was only one place i knew to go.. the music room. A normal person would soak up the rays on the beach, but today i needed to sit in a room surrounded by silence, and music. While walking towards the music room i heard someone playing piano, and my heart immediately grew a thousand sizes. Brandon playing the piano always made me smile, and honestly fall more in love with him. I stand in the doorway staring at him trying to be discreet; when i feel tears falling down my face. That's when i hear the music stop, and someone approaching me. "For some reason i knew it was you standing in the doorway." Brandon says to me. "Well i finished my meeting with Monte, and i needed sometime to myself only to be blessed by the beautiful sounds of the great Brandon Foster." I say to him as he escorts me to the piano bench.

"What did you decide on for your senior project?" Brandon asks me while kissing the side of my head. "I am going to do a photo essay of my past foster homes." I say to him. "Wow baby that's a good idea. What made you decide this?" He asked me. "I think deep down i know i need closure on that part of my life." I say looking at Brandon. "I think it'll be good for you. And if you want me to come with you when you go to those houses i will. But if you want to do this alone then i'll support you." Brandon says to me. "I know. You are the first person i ever felt comfortable to open up to about what Jude, and i went through in those homes. I have never felt comfortable talking about that with anyone; except you Brandon." I say to him,

We find ourselves staring at each other having one of our silent conversations when Brandon broke the silence. "Marry me Callie." Brandon says to me catching me off guard. "What?" I ask him standing up from where we were sitting. "Callie Quinn Jacob. Will you do me the honor, and marrying me?" He asked me. Before i could overthink what he was asking me i just nod my head. "Is that a yes?" He asked me. "Yes of course it's a yes you idiot! Of course i'll marry you!" I say jumping into his arms. "I love you." Brandon says to me. "I love you more." I say to him kissing his lips. "Not possible." He says causing me laugh.

At that moment we stood by the piano wrapped in each others as an engaged couple. Nothing but happiness being felt by both of us.