Chapter 2: Velvet Rose
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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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A/N: Go read the ending to Dwindle Little Star (warning its incredibly sad)
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They werent having a valentines day party that year.
The PTA had spent all of the money on giving them a winter carnival that no one attended.
So they were watching a movie.
Shane dug in his back pack his small hands pulling up a small velvet rose.
He had scrawled on one of the petals.
"Be Mine Valentine."
And he was going to drop it on her desk.
As soon as a chance appeared.
And when it did.
The small velvet rose was planted soflty on her desk.
And he followed the rest of the class.
As he walked on the yellow line he wondered about Mitchie.
He watched her jump over the yellow line back and forth instead of walking.
He watched her do this until the went back to the classroom.
And he saw her amused face light up seeing the little synthetic rose sitting upon her desk.
With the black words upon the red surface.
Stating.
"Be Mine Valentine."
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She soflty stroked the smooth petals smiling a bit.
She slowly turned the puckering flower in her hands.
She smiled upon seeing the words scratched onto the surface of a petal.
"Be Mine Valentine."
She softly held the flower close to her chest softly nodding.
Although she had no idea who had given it to her.
She didnt care.
She still would be their valentine.
Even if they were a girl.
Just based upon the fact that for the past 3 years they had been the sweetest person ever.
She couldnt help but say yes.
She lightly tied the flower into her hair making sure it would never fall.
She smiled.
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Shane watched as the small flower bobbed every time she moved her head.
He loved it.
He smiled watching it.
Up and down.
Up and down.
A beautiful pattern that wouldnt break.
He sighed leaning on his desk.
He wanted to watch it all day.
But he couldnt.
So he settled for the hour he had left of class.
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Mitchie cried noticing the small flower was no longer in her hair.
She couldnt believe it.
She loved it.
It was her own fault.
If she had never put it in her hair...
She rubbed her fists along her eyes crying more and more.
She was devestated.
Never had she received such a simple gift that it was beautiful.
She had wanted it.
Never wanted to forget about it.
But it was gone.
