I sighs and stare at the wall, desperately hoping it will end my boredom. Today is just another Thursday, right? To all my friends here at W academy, it was February 14, Valentine's day, and they were accepting that.

I'm not expecting anything this year, nor had I any years previous. I don't want to receive anything this year either. This year, Valentine's Day, is dead to me, just another Thursday. What makes it different from all the others?

I've made plans for the night, they're just all on my own, just like the year before, and the year before that, and as well as the one before that one too. I think to bake some sweets to give to my friends to pay them back for getting me gifts. Maybe, if I'm in the mood, I'll watch an episode of Doctor Who, like Rose and Maddie told me to.

I want to tell Sakura and Monica what I think of this dumb holiday, but I don't think they'll believe me. I've heard I've changed though, so maybe, just maybe, they will believe me. I think I'm much different from my twin brother, Feliciano, now than I was when I met my friends.

I wanted to try to have my twin stay, but he said he couldn't. He's going on a date with Ludwig today, so he left me behind. I tried talking to Lovino too, he almost agreed, but then he got a call from Antonio and is going to be forced to go over to his house. Then, then there was my big sister, Chiara. She got invited out with some of the other girls in her class for the night.

So, I'm all alone tonight. I want to cal up one of my friends, but they wouldn't want to spend time with me. I'm sure Monika would love a break from some annoying Italian girl, on such a 'romantic' night. Sakura has some family thing she has to go to, that means she's out of the question too. I think I can manage the night on my own. I still have my family for a little bit, I should take advantage of that, I guess.

We all do a small gift exchange, then, they'll all leave me here on my own. I don't want to be left alone, but I can't help it. I take the gifts to my brothers and sister out of their hiding spot and bring them downstairs. We all exchange gifts quieter than we usually do. Maybe they felt guilty I would be the only one of us alone this year? I told them it didn't matter though.

I got a few things, I hated them, but I accepted them with the best smile I could and looked down. "Felicia, I thought you wanted those things," Chiara stated.

"I did," I murmur, still staring at the ground, one of the gifts had gotten to me. It upset me, but I couldn't ruin my family's evening over something stupid.

"It doesn't seem like it," She responds.

"I do, okay?" I speak up, snapping at her slightly.

Chiara gives me a disappointed look and opens her gifts. I slip away from them while she does this. I walk into my bedroom and sit on the bed. My fingertips touch the path the tears made down my cheek. I'm not even sure why I'm really crying. Oh, right, I'm single on the most romantic day of the year and my entire family isn't. If Feliciano wasn't being so sappy about it earlier, maybe it wouldn't be this bad. I didn't mind this afternoon at school, but it finally hit me Valentine's day is really here.

I smile through the tears and it somehow makes them pour down faster. I give up and let myself frown after a few minutes. "I know I'm single, but it could be worse. No, it is worse. There are people who want me. Just not the way I like," The tears may as well be called streams at the moment, "They... They just like me because of the way I look. Not the girl on the inside," I sniffle, "But, there's one... maybe he would... No, I shouldn't think about that... Not today, maybe tomorrow..." I sit up and look in the mirror. Wonderful, I look like I've been crying now. How can I just tell my siblings I'm fine before they leave with tear stains on my face?

I walk into the bathroom and splash cold water on my face. Then, I grab a washcloth and soak it in hot water and wash my face. In the end, any trace I'd just been bawling my eyes out moments ago, was gone. I can wish my family a goodnight out, without making them panic.

Maybe, just maybe, if they didn't hear the music I listen to they'd be more okay with it. Or maybe if I wasn't seeing a therapist for depression, that would certainly help a lot more. I trudge down the steps, a trademark fake smile etched on my face. Hmm.. maybe I should practice my smile later too. It doesn't feel very natural anymore, or at least not what it used to.

I wish my siblings goodbye and decide to head to the computer. Though the decision doesn't seem the smartest, I check my Facebook for any notifications. Well, it just so happens, many of the status updates were about romantic things. It makes me want to barf, seeing what the one dumb holiday does to people, making them all sappy and romantic.

I better just log off and get to work on my plans. I want to, but I can't seem to drag myself away. Then, he logs on. The guy I have feelings for. I wonder, should I chat with him? He seems to have nothing to do tonight either.