'Love, Love will keep us together, think of me, babe, whenever…' I open my eyes at the sound of my alarm clock; the one piece of technology that I truly wish was never invented, playing one of the few songs that shouldn't have been created. After turning the piece of junk off, I get ready for school and go down stairs to find my mom making heart shaped pancakes in honor of Valentine's Day. I believe that Valentine's Day is the most pointless holiday ever. Every year it reminds me of the idea that I am single, I've had boyfriends, but never on Valentine's Day and in general hate any form of PDA.

I get to school, bundled up from the cold Connecticut winter, to find that my best friend, Amber, filled my locker with flowers and chocolates. I bend down to grab my math book and notice five notes, which is odd; Amber never leaves more than two notes in my locker. I shove the notes in my pocket and slam my locker shut behind me then pushing my way through the hallway to meet up with all of my friends. No one is in our usual meeting spot, that we call Narnia, so I open up one of the notes and start reading-

-Heyyy! Hubby! Guess what! I LOVE YOU! lol... So did you like your flowers? I had my brother pick them out; you know how much he loves that sort of thing. Anyway HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! Love, your wife, Amber-

-I smile Amber is the one person that would do anything to make me smile, especially having her gay brother Kurt pick out flowers for me. I think back to the time that Amber and I had to play a married couple in an improv game, the reason that we call each other Hubby and Wife.

I open the next note which is just a picture of me that Amber drew. I smile at how unrealistic the picture is, with the beautiful girl in a pink dress. If it wasn't for what she wrote on the back I wouldn't have known it was me. Amber finally shows up and I give her a huge hug. "Amber? Did you leave all of these notes? I found all of these this morning," I ask her holding out the notes. "No? I only left two. You got five? FIVE? Like F-I-V-E?" she responds confused. I assure her that there were five and obnoxiously count them.

We sit down and with Amber looking over my shoulder I read the next one-

-Hello beautiful! I mean that! You are one of the most beautiful girls in the school, and one of the few attractive girls that don't dress like all they want is to get in every guy's pants. Which I think looks hideous. Tori, I really like you, I wish that I had the guts to actually tell you in person. "How many exes are there in sexy?" It doesn't matter, as long as I don't become one of them. Love, Anonymous (secret admirer is way too cheesy for me)-

-I didn't realize that guys appreciated that I really don't care what other people think of me. Sadly, the note was typed and didn't give me any clue to who it could be. With a sigh, I ask Amber what she thinks of it and she explains that it has to be a theater kid, or a guy that knows theater kids, which doesn't help at all.

"Amber? Why do guys have to be so confusing?" I say with a sigh, realizing that I still had two more notes to read-

-Dear Tori, Roses are red, violets are blue, you are my friend and I appreciate you, you better know that I will always choose you! Love, Leena-

-I smile at Leena's cheesy pickup lines and Pokémon reference. I've known Leena since 1st grade and she can make me smile, or think rationally, which I appreciate about her. I smile thinking about how awesome my friends are.

I start to read the last note, which is handwritten but stop, calling Amber over-

-Tori, I know that I told you that I didn't like you more than a friend, but I kinda... sorta... lied... Please don't hate me! I like you a lot, but there is a reason that I lied... If you stay after school I will tell you why... Hopefully, you'll believe me. I really like you, Love M-

-The only person I know that I have ever said anything like that to is Max, I start freaking out with Amber, because I have a huge crush on him and he just told me that he likes me, even though he lied about it before. Max is tall, blond with blue eyes, hair that is long but short and generally attractive.

"Tori? That's not his handwriting," Amber says, carefully choosing her words, making sure that she doesn't make me mad. I look at the note and agree. The bell signaling that class will start soon rings, and I continue on my day wondering why he would have someone else write the note.

Luckily, lunchtime comes quickly and I sit next to Max. "Max, did you put a note in my locker?" I ask carefully. Max responds somewhat cryptically saying, "Yes, but I can't let anyone else know, it could be really bad if some people knew and other people might think I'm crazy, which might be just as bad." I try to get him clarify what the heck he was talking about, but no matter how hard I try to get him to tell me, he wouldn't, which made the rest of the day crawl by.

Max quickly finds me after school and drags me to the practice room located off of the band room. I go along willingly, figuring that if things are as bad as he thinks, privacy might be a good thing. We walk into the room and he starts talking, "Tori, first off, I like you a lot, but a relationship wouldn't work out, considering who," he pauses for a moment then continues, "what I am." For a moment I don't respond then I ask him what on earth he could be talking about. He turns around so that his back is toward me and paces as he slowly starts to explain everything, "Well, first off, I hope this doesn't change your opinion of me, but I'm what some people consider a monster." He pauses considering how to explain everything, and then continues, "For everything I'm going to say to make sense try to keep an open mind. Ok? So, thousands of years ago there was a remote village where something strange happened, some of the children started to get strange abilities, each child had a different ability, such as hearing people's thoughts, controlling weather, communicating with animals, and other 'supernatural' abilities. Once the children got older and started families of their own, their children got the abilities of both parents. Those children's children had all of both their parents' abilities. Slowly, families started dying out, and children where getting more and more abilities. My parents are the last two families of the island, and I am the only person to have all of the abilities. My research shows that your family is, um how should I put it, special. Tori, I know you well, but I'm going to ask you some questions, they may seem pointless, random, or even stupid, ok?" he waits for me to nod then pulls a large scrapbook out of his backpack.

Opening it up to the first page, he continues, "Now, find Waldo," as he points to the scrapbook. I scan the page and quickly find Waldo. I point to Waldo and look toward Max who is looking at the clock. "Max, I don't see how a children's book will help with anything!" Max grins and replies, "Well it proves that you see details and changes, like when you first met Kurt you could tell that he was different, or maybe you knew he was gay way before he told anyone." Shocked and in awe that he knew about how I knew about Kurt being gay before he told anyone, which is something that I never told anyone, I ask him if he is psychic and with a chuckle he shakes his head and answers, "No, that is one thing that I can't do."

He pulls out a shoebox, "Make something useful, like a tool or weapon, you can do whatever you can to everything in the box, including the box itself. You have 10 minutes, go!" I open the box and see an elastic band, an unsharpened pencil, a bendy straw, a twig, a pair of scissors, a long piece of string, a paperclip, and an eraser cap. I grab the twig and notice that it would be perfect for a small bow. I put it down and grab the straw and cut off the small end near the bend and cut it like a small scoop. I attach the scoop to the twig and tie the twig together like a bow. I place the eraser in the scoop, pull the string like a bow and let go sending the eraser at Max, hitting him in the middle of his forehead.

He looks up trying to see where it hit him and falls over and starts to laugh uncontrollably, causing me to start laughing. 10 minutes later we calm down and Max confidently says, "Well that saves some time, now I don't have to set up the dartboard!" I laugh and ask him how I did on his test, he laughs and nervously answers, "Tori, there is one more thing, there is a prophecy, I didn't want to get my hopes up, but I actually think you're the one it talks about." He stops suddenly and then asks "Tori? Was my note the only one in your locker?" Confused, I respond, "No? I had your note, 2 notes from Amber, a note from Leena, and one from a secret admirer? Why? Does it matter?" He nods, then taking my hand, opens the door and drags me to his car, a shiny, new, Mustang, and tells me to get in. I get in, happy to be with him.

"Max? Where are we going?" I say as just as he starts driving. "Somewhere safer" is his cryptic response. I stare out the window at the trees speeding by, trying to figure out why he is being so cryptic.