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Dovewing's P.O.V.

I sat in class, thinking about Tigerheart. He's so kind. When I told him about Bumblestripe he said he was willing to punch him to the moon and back… So dreamy! But I couldn't help but feel bad for Bumblestripe. He's nice, and never deserved what I did and all, but… ugh! You know what would make all this thinking easier? Not having Mrs. Storm droning on about algebra or whatever. I started doodling on a piece of paper until finally the bell rang and it was time for lunch.

I brought my own in a brown paper bag which I decorated with stars and flowers and everything nice. I sadly looked over at the spot where Bumblestripe would sit, then tossed the thought away as Tigerheart came crashing into the seat and pecking me on the cheek.

"Hey, babe!" He said, grinning with that cute smile of his. I smiled back and returned the kiss on his cheek. "How's it going?" He asked casually, picking at the food on his lunch tray.

"Oh, fine, really -" I started, but was cut off as a girl came up to us. I didn't recognize her, but Tigerheart did.

"Dawnpelt, come sit right here!" He said, gesturing towards to spot next to me. She sat down and Tigerheart introduced me."Dawnpelt, Dovewing, Dovewing, Dawnpelt!"

Dawnpelt's face visibly scrunched up and I frowned. She obviously didn't care for our relationship, like everyone else. Whatever. I turned back to Tigerheart. "So, I was thinking, maybe we could catch a movie tonight? Or just watch one at my place?" I smiled sweetly, bashing my eyelashes to look even more irresistible.

"Sorry, he has plans tonight." Dawnpelt retorted from behind me. I scowled, trying to hide it. "Well, how about Friday?" I asked again.

"Nope, mom says we need to go to dinner with our aunts, uncles, and cousins. You know, the one that's house caught on fire?" Dawnpelt replied, rolling her eyes. "I hate them."

Well of course you do! You're just a brat! I crossed my arms. "Anytime? Anytime at all? Or are all those filled up, too?"

Tigerheart smiled. "Dawnpelt's joking! I'm not busy tonight. Let's go to your place, okay?"

I giggled. "Okay."

After school I walked to the store and bought some popcorn. I brought it home and started making the couch look perfect and everything look clean. Grandpa was watching TV, and I told him what would be happening.

"Oh, what ever happened to Bumblestripe? I liked him, nice fellow." He asked as my Grandma came over.

I sighed. "It... didn't work out. Something happened, and now I have Tigerheart. He's so kind and funny! You'll love him even more than Bumblestripe."

Grandma smiled, her golden hair with white tips swaying as she shook her head, laughing. "Ah, I remember highschool! Like they say, you need to crack a few eggs to make an omelet!" She paused, as if looking back on her highschool days. "Of course, my highschool years were the best of my life. Middle School however…" She bit her lip, and Grandpa patted her hand. It was hard for her to think about her eye, and the loss of her best friend, Swiftpaw.

I heard a knock on the door. "Oh, that must be him! Come on, Grandpa! You can watch baseball games anytime, they're all the same! Get up, get up!" I exclaimed, checking my hair in the mirror and straightening my skirt and shirt. I smiled.

"Oh, now, I need to meet the new boyfriend, right?" Grandpa laughed, getting up.

"Right, right, just stay there!" I yowled, rushing to the front door. "Coming!"

I opened it to see Tigerheart, grinning his patented goofy smile, and looking as charming as ever. He was holding a box of Milk Duds. "Hey, babe! Hope you like chocolate!" I smiled and grabbed him by the hand, leading him to the couch. Grandpa intercepted us.

"Hello there, young man! I'm Cloudtail…." He trailed off as he looked at the teens attire. It was a red v-neck covered by a denim jacket. He had ripped jeans on. Grandpa frowned, then shook his head. "You are part of the Thunder Quarter, right?"

I bit my lip. Oh great, here it comes! Every time I told someone about Tigerheart, they always popped that question. It wasn't wrong to date a kid from another quarter, just different. Many people found it weird, and looked down on it. Leafpool, the nurse for the Thunder Quarter kids, was married and divorced with Crowfeather, the Wind Quarter Track and Field coach.

Tigerheart, looking very uncomfortable, shook his head. "Um, no…"

Cloudtail hastily shook his hand and turned to me, shooting me a glare that said, "We'll talk about this later, young lady." I brought him to the couch, plopping down and sighing. Of course Grandpa hates him.

After we had watched the first two episodes of Warriors: Into the Wild, we called it a night. I sighed. I loved him so much. I hugged him tightly and whispered, "I wish they all accepted us."

He sighed back and only nodded, kissing me on the head. He got up and we said our goodbyes. I sighed as he left the house, the door closing with a depressing creak noise.

I ran up the stairs and collapsed on my bed, looking at me and my sisters room. It was a pale, pale green with light blue carpeted floor. I was on the top bunk, duh. Any wall that I could reach from my bed was covered with pictures of my friends, me, Tigerheart, and cute things I found online and printed. I gazed at the pictures fondly, pausing on one in particular. Bumblestripe…

I grabbed it, the tape slowly coming off the wall. I thought I took them all down… But this seemed to be a fairly new one. I laid my head down on my pillow and lifted it above my face, the light shining on it. I saw something dark scribbled on the back. I flipped it. In messy, rushed handwriting that was obviously Ivypool's, it read:

"You've made a terrible mistake."

Have I?