Not to bad
Stupid life…I hate the way things turn out in life, especially my life, the only boy I ever loved cheated on me, my mom died when I was born, and I live on the smallest island, in the world. And being a the only teenaged girl on the island didn't make it any better. All my friends are either way old or like 12. The only friend I have my age is my best friend, Charlie, he's cool, but it'd be nice to have one girl friend that was my age…
Today I'm going to the market, were Charlie, and his dad work, I'm going there to get some groceries.
"Hey Elly!" Shouted a little girl in a overall dress, and a pony tail hopping her way over to me.
"Reira, I told you to stop calling me Elly! My name is Eliza!" I shouted at the farmer's daughter, her dad was a weird native dude…
"Elly, what cha doing at the market?" Asked the little 12 year old completely ignoring me.
"My dad sent me to get groceries." I said sighing.
"Okay, well then bye." she smiled skipping off.
Why's she ask me if she was just going to leave?
I walked into the small shop.
"Hey Eliza!, come check this out!" Said the scruffy Asian teenaged boy behind the counter waving his hand gesturing for me to come over.
"Yes?" I asked stepping over, he pulled out some boxes shaped like hearts.
"What's in those?" I asked.
"Chocolates!" Charlie said smiling.
"What kind?" I asked still confused.
"Valintine Chocolates!" He said still as eager as before, pulling out loads and loads of boxes.
"Valentine?" I was utterly confused.
"Yes, you see right now on the mainland, it's the month febuary, and in febuary is a holiday called Valentines day, it's a holiday were guys find a girl, one the like, to be there Valentine, and give the chocolates, and go on dates and give them other gifts." He explained, takeing out a sign that read: Valentines day is on Sunday, come get your special someone Valentine chocolates!
I wish I was some one's Valentine…
"So I was thinking if I could get islanders to celebrate Valentines, we could make some cash selling these chocolates!" He smiled.
"I wish some one would buy me chocolates, and be my Valentine…" This time I accidentally muttered outloud.
"You do?" Aske Charlie with his cheeks red.
"maybe…" I said small blushing as well.
Oh crap, did I say that outloud!
"Well-well…you could be my Valentine…, if you want!" Charlie said small and nervous, handing me a box of chocolate.
Maybe love's not to bad afterall…
A/N: you vote it I wrote it!