Avery Jennings laid in her bed. She couldn't stop thinking about the almost kiss between her and Karl Fink earlier that day. The incident was flashing by on replay, only her imagination was finishing the kiss for her, making her past deduction flawed. ' I thought I was repulsed but... I really want to kiss him,' she thought. Her next decision was probably the most irrational one she had ever made, she sneaked out of the house and ran towards Karl's lab.

As she had hoped he was sitting at his desk probably figuring out some long physics problem. His brown eyes were focused, eyebrows creased, a small frown on his lips, but once he looked up at her his face changed to one of annoyance.

"Avery what are you..." He didn't get to finish as her lips collided with his and her hands fisted into his dark hair.

It was like a live wire set off in both of them. Avery's blood turned hot and she pulled herself even closer. Karl stood and placed Avery on his desk and held her face to deepen their kiss. The kiss only slowed when both of them ran out of air.

"Wow," Avery said in a breathy voice.

Karl chuckled. "My sentiments exactly." He dove back in for another kiss, this one soft and tender. "Avery I..." He bit his bottom lip.

"Yes Karl?"

"I would like to court you."

Avery blushed at his proper language but nodded all the same. "Yes please."

"Excellent I'll be over first thing in the morning to ask your parents permission." He helped her down from the desk.

"But what if they say no?" It was her turn to bite her lip. Sure her parents loved Karl but...

"You worry too much my darling if they disapprove we'll simply date in secret." He led her to the door. "Go get some sleep now my queen I will see you in the morning." After another tender kiss they parted.

No one seemed the wiser that Avery had left her room. Even Stan was deeply asleep by the foot of the bed. Slowly and quietly she took her diary from her night table and wrote her newest future goal in a large heart: Mrs. Avery Fink