Sue Ellen invited Charles to her dorm. He accepted. He sat with her and watched a movie. After he paid for delivered Chinese food. They ate together. They laughed and smiled. Things got quiet. He brushed a few loose hairs from her face.
"You know, I feel like you came here for me," Charles said. Sue Ellen shrugged, "I don't know. I just needed to come back. This seemed like a good school so I came here." Charles smirked. He caressed her face, "Well, I can't help but think that. You just...you mean a lot to me lately. I wanted that romantic story of mine to be true."
Sue Ellen let the kiss happen. It lasted a few seconds. It felt like a million amazing years. She released, "What if I did come back for you?" she asked. She kissed him again.
Charles released, "I'd really like that. No one has ever done anything that romantic for me. I gave Emily flowers for every date in high school. Suddenly she hates flowers. Nothing I do is enough for her. I think I still love her, but I don't feel the same about her as I do for you. You make my heart leap, my stomach flip. You make me feel alive."
Their encounter was passionate. Clothes littered the room. It felt like a million degrees. It also felt like the best thing that ever happened to her. And Charles looked so happy too.
But he had to leave because of the dorm's rules. The next day, he sent her flowers. Sue Ellen blushed crimson. It lasted a while. She felt like she was on a cloud. She felt happy. And when Emily noticed, she felt devious...but she liked it.