It was Valentine's Day, the day everyone's supposed to be loving and caring. Well, at least MOST people are loving and caring. I was talking to Victoria, Brittany, and Nicole in the morning like I always do. And I was blabbering on about how I thought John was the one, the one that I would love forever. "Speaking of John where is he?" I asked. "I don't know." the 3 of them answered quickly. I walked away from them and tried to find John. I looked by his locker, he wasn't there. I looked by the boys bathroom, he wasn't there. "Where could he be?" I asked myself, over and over again. Suddenly, I got my answer. I found John. I found him making out with Candice Michelle. Ew I always hated that girl. My jaw dropped to the floor. I wasn't going to make a scene. I just walked away. He was so busy to even see that I was there. Tears started to fill my eyes.
I walked back to Victoria, Brittany, and Nicole. I was crying, Brittany was the only one that realized. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Oh I just saw John making out with Candice Michelle." "Aw, I'm sorry. And ew I hate her" See, it wasn't just me who hated her. "What's with Victoria?" I asked. "Oh her and Randy are dating. Yippie!" "Oh gosh." I walked into the girls bathroom, with Brittany following me. I checked myself and walked out. When I walked out I saw Craig standing there. "Oh no. No. No. No. I look like shit." I said to aloud. "Nicolette, what's the matter?" he asked. "Oh, I just saw John making out with Candice Michelle." "Aw, someone needs a hug." He walked closer and hugged me. I felt his muscles, on my chest. "Wow, your muscular." I said as I smiled at him. "Yeah, I work out often." "Figures." I said as I laughed.
I could tell Britt was gonna shoot me. It wasn't my fault I was attracted to like every boy in the school. What would you like me to do about it? I felt myself flirting uncontrollably and unable to stop. I liked Craig, he was nice. I felt like he was listening to me. To what I had to say. And not many guys do that. But Craig did he was different. Different from the rest of the assholes in the school. Eventually Brittany walked away from me. She had enough of my flirtyness. Like I said, it wasn't my fault. The bell rang and we gave each other a hug and walked away.
I walked back to Victoria, Nicole, and Brittany tapping their feet with their arms crossed. "Listen I', sorry. We were just talking. Having a friendly conversation. He was comforting me." "Well, I don't know WHAT kind of friendly conversation you guys had, but it didn't look friendly at ALL. It looked like flirting. And nonstop FLIRTING." Victoria said. "He wasn't flirting with me! I was flirting with him!" I screamed. "Are you serious?! Are you that fucking blind?! He was flirting with you! You fuckin' jackass." Brittany screamed. I never knew why, but Brittany ALWAYS used the word jackass. Like 24\7. "Okay whatever. I just watched my 'boyfriend' make out with the sluttiest girl in school, and I don't need this shit. Okay? I'm going to class. See you at lunch."
I walked away from them, and walked into English class.