An Epic Goofy Movie

Homecoming 1996

Max was shaking with nerves. He hadn't been alone with Roxanne at all since he had come back from the Powerline concert. He waited for her outside her house, Bobby and PJ beside him. He was glad they were here. He wouldn't have had the courage to do it alone. Bobby patted him on the back, while PJ gave him a thumbs up. He took a deep breath and walked up the wooden steps to her door. He knocked. His heart was pounding.

He heard heavy footsteps and her dad appeared, grunting. Max took a step back, trying to find his voice, but instead he heard hers, and his heart lifted.

"Daddy, it's just Max. We'll be back by 11, okay?"

He gasped. He had never seen anything so beautiful. She had braided her long hair to the side, flowers accenting the red that shone bright under the porch lamp. She had worn a little makeup, her lips a rosy pink color to match her cheeks. She looked up at him from under her eyelashes and he could have sworn that he had just fallen in love with this girl. He was hers forever. He knew it.

Her dress was white, hanging off her shoulders. Her neck was bare, but he knew that was going to change soon. It took all his power to turn to Bobby, who had begun recording the moment, the moment he would want to cherish forever, the moment he had fallen in love with Roxanne. Bobby nodded at him and Max held out the little box.

"Ro-Roxanne, I got you something." He said, trying to keep his voice steady. He felt his face burn, his knees go weak, and his stomach churn under all the pressure.

"Aww, Max, you didn't have to." She said, reaching out for it.

"No," Max said, moving her hand aside. He felt the spark of electricity as his hand had touched hers. He saw her eyes flash, and he knew she had felt it too. "I'd like to put this on for you, if that's okay."

Roxanne beamed at him and he would have died then and there if it wasn't for his determination. How had he gotten so lucky?

He walked behind her, taking in her scent. Roses and vanilla. He took out the heart shaped locket, and saw her gasp as he placed it on her neck. He clipped it on and stood behind her, waiting for her reaction.

She quickly turned around, and caught him by surprise. Her lips landed on his, her arms around his neck. She was on tiptoe, and Max heard PJ and Bobby cheering him on. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up, spinning her as they kissed. He knew he had to make it official. He knew he had to make her his.

"Roxanne," he whispered to her, looking down at her large brown eyes. He could see his reflection in them. A boy of 15, in love for the first time. "Would you be my girlfriend?"

"I thought you would never ask," Roxanne giggled, and planted another kiss on his lips. He would never forget the taste of her vanilla chapstick.

"You guys get a room!" PJ joked as the couple took hands and walked down the stairs towards them.

"I caught it all here." Bobby said, pointing to his large video camera. "So y'all will never forget when history was made!"