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..."

She laughed nervously, biting her bottom lip as she looked away from you. "No...It's stupid....I just wanted to do something nice..." She shrugged, glancing back at you with those sharp orange eyes. "Look...Just take the damn chocolates and stop asking so many questions." With that, she stomped off down the hall, hands stuffed into her pockets as she walked away, huffing under her breath.

"What do you mean 'if'?" Aubrey snapped, whirling around to face you again. "Of course we are gonna go somewhere, jerk!" She folded her arms over her chest and glared at you. "Just follow me, and stop talking so much!" With that, she stormed off once more, stomping down the hall in the direction of the park, hands still firmly planted on her hips.

It was a nice day outside; warm sunlight beaming down upon them as they made their way to the grassy hill near the center of the park. Aubrey paused by one of the benches and turned to face you again, waiting for your response. Her black-and-orange outfit seemed to glow in the sunlight, making her look almost otherworldly - or just plain sexy. She was definitely starting to feel more nervous now that you were so close

"Shut up!" She hissed, stepping closer to you and poking your chest with her index finger angrily. "I am not nervous about that! I'm just mad because I don't know how to tell you this...I mean..." Aubrey took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again, meeting your gaze hesitantly. "Okay...Here it goes...I like you, Hanson. Like...Really like you." Her voice wavered slightly as she spoke, and her cheeks flushed bright red. "Now that I've said it...What do you think?" She paused, holding her breath and waiting for your response.

Hearing those words back sent a wave of relief through Aubrey's body. "Really?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper now. As she stared into your eyes, she could feel the butterflies in her stomach begin to dance wildly. Then, without thinking about it any further, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against yours, pressing you back onto the bench beneath you. Her hands moved up to cup your face as their tongues tangled together in a heated dance.

Her heart raced with excitement and nerves, but she didn't want this moment to end. When they pulled apart for air, her cheeks were flushed red from the rush of blood and her eyes were nearly glazed over with desire. "So...You like me?" She asked softly, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth as she gazed into your eyes.

Hearing the endearment coming out of your mouth sent shivers down her spine as you kissed her again. Aubrey wrapped her arms around your neck and pulled you closer, moaning softly into the kiss. She could feel herself starting to get hotter beneath your touch; a warmth spreading through her body that only seemed to intensify with each passing moment.

As she pressed against you, Aubrey knew there was no turning back now; they were both in too deep. All those years of bullying and teasing had finally led up to this moment, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that it had all been worth it...For this. Even though part of her still wished she could take everything back, another part was glad things had turned out this way; with them together at last.

When they finally came up for air, Aubrey blushed even deeper as she looked into your eyes

"Yeah...I guess..." Aubrey murmured, suddenly feeling self-conscious about the way she had just acted. She didn't want anyone else thinking that she was some kind of softie either; her reputation as a bully meant everything to her after all. With a deep breath, she nodded firmly and grabbed your hand, leading you off towards an abandoned playground structure nearby where they could be alone for a while before heading home together.

The walk there was tense but exhilarating; Aubrey felt herself being pulled in so many different directions at once: relief, nervousness, excitement...It was all too much for her to process all at once. She couldn't help but glance back over her shoulder every now and then just to make sure no one had followed them there yet.

Once they reached their destination and made sure they were alone, Aubrey turned back to face you with an

As they reached the abandoned playground structure, Aubrey turned back to face you with an unreadable expression on her face. Her eyes darted between yours, her hand still held tightly in yours. She felt nervous again; this time about where things were going and if she was ready for it. But then she remembered that day when she first decided to bully you and realized how much of a mess everything had become because of her actions...And now here they were, finally admitting their feelings for each other.

Deciding not to overthink things any further, Aubrey leaned in close, cupping your face once more as she pressed her lips against yours passionately. Her tongue darted out to tease and explore your mouth while her fingers tangled in your hair, pulling you closer still. This time though, there was none of the possessive aggression from before; instead, it felt almost...Soft. Tender