Love Sucks
I sigh, disappointment flooding my mind. The day was already over more than half over, yet I had gotten nothing.
No sweet smelling roses, indulgent chocolate hearts, or comforting bears holding red heart shaped pillows with cheesy messages of love stitched into them delivered. Not from my parents, not from my friends, and especially not from my crush.
I walk through the hall passing happy couples holding hands and kissing, muttering words of fallacious love to each other, only reminds me of the pain of being alone. I sigh yet again taking my usual seat in biology.
Biology bores me to death. I thump my head on the desk, and cover my face with my hands in a feeble attempt to block everything out.
"What's wrong, Kai?" My friend Namine asks, "You seem really down today."
I sigh yet again, moving my hair to be on my face, so the light won't enter my darkened cave. I squeeze my eyes shut and mumble, "That's what happens to people who are forever alone, not that you would know anything about that."
Namine and her long time boyfriend, Roxas had been together since around 2nd grade when Roxas first moved here. Throughout the years they've been on and off yet every time they'd break up with in hours they'd be found snogging each other in a darkened corner.
"Oh but honey, sweetie, baby cakes, honey booboo pie, ya'll know you can talk to me 'bout anything, 'k?" she says going into a terrible sounding Southern accent.
I giggle a bit, not at her accent but at her odd ways of trying to cheer me up.
Forty-five minutes don't pass very quickly when your anticipating for a knight in shining armor to whisk you away into the sunset upon his majestic steed. Or for someone to come in and at least give me a Valentine card. I don't care, I just want some sort of affection in any way, shape or form.
Around fifty thousand years later, or what seemed like it, the bell finally rings, signaling for everyone to be let out of this prison and go home. And everyone runs off to be with their Valentine. Except for little ol' lonely me.
I slowly pack up my things, stuff them into my backpack then swing my backpack on my back. I walk out the biology doors and continue my way to my locker hopping that in someway it had been magically decorated wit Valentine things of love in the forty-five agonizing minutes I had to endure in class, like everyone else's had been.
Surprise, surprise, it hadn't. I slump against the locker knocking my forehead against the cool metal.
I feel a tap on my shoulder. "Yes?" I ask not bothering to look at who my tapper is.
"I, um, uh, I," The person sighs a nervous sigh, then takes a deep courageous breath, "Kairi, will you be my Valentine?" the person shakily asks as if I would reject him in an instant.
My head snaps up in shock as I hear the words I've longed to hear all day.
"Ah, um, Yes." I respond as light blush dusting over my porcelain cheeks.
Sora, my Valentine, as of half a minute ago, wasn't my long-time crush but that doesn't mean that I don't find him adorably cute.
"That's cool, " he says beaming at me, "Can I pick you up at 5:30?"
What? A Valentine AND a date? This is just getting better and better!
"Y-yes," I stutter. A cheese ball grin beginning to spread across my face.
A/N: Well, this is part one of a two or possibly three shot. Hope you enjoy, and the second piece of this should be uploaded right after this goes up.
I have a question to ask of all of my beautiful or handsome or cute and cuddly Cookie Monsters.
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Will you be my Valentine?