No one noticed him; he was just the weird kid with braces that no one wanted to talk to. He was lonely almost about to give up on life until finally. She noticed him and with one strong, swift punch she stole his heart.
It was Valentine's Day and of course in elementary everyone got a valentine from everybody else, but that didn't matter to him all he was looking forward to was getting one from her the girl who had stole his heart, the girl with the lovely golden hair that was done up in cute pigtails, with a bow right smack dab in the middle of her head and that wonderful, gorgeous unibrow. He waited a big chuck of heart shaped chocolate in his fists. Waiting, waiting all this time for her and she came, darting behind the trash can pulling a golden locket out of her dress staring at it lovingly while spouting out beautiful poetry, His breathing grew loud as she was so close to him. Not even looking back she punched him right in the face, oh how wonderful her punches felt. It was the best Valentine's gift he had ever gotten; he wouldn't have traded it for anything else.
This same pattered happened may time through the week, she would hide speak wonderful words then punch him. At first it didn't bother him, rather he quite liked it, until he found out for who those beautiful words were directed at. It was that Arnold, the boy with the oddly shaped head, a super small hat and for some reason he always wore what looked like a kilt. What was it about Arnold that she liked so much? He was confused, whenever she would talk to this Arnold she would relentlessly call him names, pushing him, shoving him and harming Arnold endlessly. It seemed to him that she didn't like Arnold at all, sure when she hit him it meant love but this matter and that matter is different.
What did Arnold have that he didn't? He was determined to find out, he watched Arnold silently taking notes, looking everywhere trying to find out what qualities would have attracted the one he love so much. Was it the kindness and generosity that he seemed to show everyone? Or maybe his cheerful disposition.' I can do that' he thought to himself.
It didn't work though; she still ignored him and gave all her unseen affection to that football head. In fact no one really paid any attention to him as he tried to be like Arnold. He had finally given up this façade, there was only one way to make her his. Get rid of Arnold.