Not so Bad After All
(Hetalia) x Reader
Valentine's Day Special
Students wonder aimlessly around the school looking for someone specific to talk to. Girls carried boxes and balloons as they scurried to the guy they were looking for. Guys would have a bundle of flowers or a love letter, maybe a poem. The genders were getting close once more because to today is Valentine's Day.
My least favorite holiday. One of two reasons, 1: every single girl wants to give their little gifts to one of the three BTT crew, (BTT: Bad Touch Trio or Bad Friend Trio for some of you people out there.) the jocks, and so on. 2: no one seems to notice my existence on this day. Not even my friends!
Girl friends: 'Sorry (Name), but we really want to try to go out with (Friends crush /could be Hetalia character.) Maybe next year.'
Guy friends: 'Don't worry (Name) we wouldn't dream of ditching you.' The next day their trying to get to some girl they've been digging lately. So much for them.
So today on this day of 'love' I truly am alone. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. That's how I liked it to, just me! No one to tear me to pieces just to get my attention, no one to bother me, the best part was I could have my peace.
"No one to break my heart either." I had started to talk aloud forgetting that I'm in a public place. I start to sadden because of the negative thoughts. Out of nowhere a girl runs by me almost pushing me out of the way to get somewhere. I glare at her fleeing figure as she runs to who knows were.
"People these days." I grumble under my breathe. After she ran by I left the negative thoughts behind. I grip my bag with one hand as I watch a bunch of girls come racing towards me. I step to the side, back against the wall to allow them to get by without killing me.
When the coast is clear I slowly step away from the wall and head to my locker. The first bell was going to ring at any moment and I wasn't going to wait any longer because once that bell rings the girls and guys rush to their assigned class rooms, stomping anyone in their way.
I get a few glares as I walk down the hall to get to my locker. I just ignore the looks figuring that they are coming from the dollies. I could hear them whispering and chatting as I walk on by. Like I care though. Anyways, I stop at my locker, opening it, and pause.
Instead of my locker being colorless, besides the text books, there sat a bright (Favorite color) rose. I pick it up with my left hand bringing it close to my face to examine it. It is a lovely rose to say the least. A lovely red ribbon carefully spun around the stem of it and the peddles perfect in every way. I look away from it, taking a quick glance around the hallway.
"Someone must have put this in the wrong locker thinking," I say to myself, but stop once I see a little note taped to the door of my locker. How I hadn't noticed that before is truly a surprise. I stare blankly at it for a moment. I reach out trying to peel the tape off so I could read the card.
Once I successfully did that I turn it over and in cursive it read:
~~THERE WILL BE DIFFERENT ENDINGS~~
