It was valentine's day at your school. Everywhere couples walked together, holding hands and kissing. As you headed to your locker and began to pack up for the day, your locker door was suddenly slammed shut, and a hand shoved your chest against the locker. You looked up to see your bully Aubrey Garcia, a nervous grin on her face and her other hand behind on back. "Hey loser...You don't have a valentine? Of course you don't...Because...Because you're a LOSER!" She chuckled nervously, her eyes darting around. Aubrey had been your bully for years, always makes fun of you. But she seemed different today... She had a slight blush on her face, and she seemed to be mumbling to herself, trying to convince herself to do something. Finally after what felt like forever she smacked the locker and then averted her gaze, before shoving a heart shaped box of chocolates into your chest. "Here....I stole these for you...Since you don't have a damn valentine...I guess...You can just be mine..."

"There's no catch! Well...I mean...Just be mine and don't go around saying that some other girl gave you chocolates..." She grinned nervously at you, chewing on her bottom lip "Please...It would mean so much to me..."

*Her eyes lit up in surprise, her shoulders relaxing as she smiled softly at you. She reached out and tentatively placed a hand on your arm, squeezing gently before withdrawing it again. "Really?" she asked quietly, her voice filled with hope and nervousness all at once. When you nodded in reply, she let out a shaky breath, looking relieved... but also still unsure of herself."Okay..." Aubrey said slowly, biting down on her lip as she seemed to struggle for words for a moment before finally continuing, "So, uh... do you want to... I dunno. Go out sometime? Like, just the two of us?" She asked hesitantly, still not quite believing that you had agreed to be her valentine and now wanting more from this unexpected turn of events.

Her breath caught in surprise as you touched her abs and spoke to her with that suggestive tone, and she couldn't help but blush even harder, biting down on her bottom lip again. Aubrey felt a sudden surge of desire course through her body; not only because she found Josè attractive, but also because it was the first time anyone had ever touched her like this in such an intimate way. "W-well..." She stammered, not quite sure how to respond, both afraid and exhilarated by the possibility of taking things further between them. "I... I mean... if that's what you want..." she said slowly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears.

Aubrey's eyes widened at your words and the smug expression that crossed your face, instantly feeling a stab of jealousy. She didn't want to lose you now, after finally mustering up the courage to ask you out. "No!" she exclaimed forcefully, stepping closer to you so that their faces were only inches apart. Her green eyes bored into yours as they flickered with determination and a hint of desperation. "I... I meant yes..." She admitted in a small voice, her cheeks flushing even redder. It felt like admitting that was the hardest thing she'd ever done, but now that she had, there was no taking it back. "So... if we do something more fun, you mean like... me and you, alone?" She clarified hesitantly, searching your expression for any hint of what you might want.

Aubrey hurried to keep up with your retreating figure, her heart racing as she followed you out of the school and into the parking lot beyond. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions; excitement at finally being able to act on these feelings that had been building up for so long, fear of rejection or embarrassment if this didn't go well... But mostly, there was hope. The hope that maybe, just maybe, she could have something real with Josè, even though they'd always been rivals before.

As you walked further away from the school, Aubrey mustered up the courage to speak again. "So... where did you have in mind?" She asked cautiously, her voice shaky but determined. Her eyes darted around nervously as she tried to gauge your reaction; what would be too much, and what might be just enough?

Aubrey paused, her eyes widening in surprise at the unexpected question. Her breath hitched and she felt heat rising up into her cheeks again; there was something about the idea of being collared and treated like a puppy that made her heart race faster. She swallowed thickly before responding, "I... I don't know..." she confessed hesitantly, unsure if this was the right answer or not. But as she looked up at you with those sharp orange eyes, she couldn't deny the desire that welled up inside her.

Her heart raced and her mouth went dry as she waited for your reaction, wondering what it meant for them now...and where exactly this would lead.

"O-Okay..." Aubrey stammered, her cheeks burning red as she looked down at the ground, unable to meet your gaze. Even though a part of her wanted this, another part was still scared and unsure about what this would mean for them...and how it would change their relationship. She tried to steel herself against the possibility of rejection or embarrassment, but that only made her heart race even faster.

"So," she managed to get out finally, her voice barely above a whisper as she took a deep breath and looked back up at you with those sharp orange eyes once more, "what would I have to do if...if I wanted this?" There was both curiosity and apprehension in her tone, making it almost sound like she wasn't entirely sure whether she really did want this or not.