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..."
Wait what, do you expect me to take these, I mean he'll yeah ill eat them, but your valentine? Would you really ask something like that? I whisper in her ear and youre so big, im so much smaller, it makes me feel so small
*She sighed loudly and rolled her eyes before shrugging. "Oh, fine. Take your damn chocolates then!" She grumbled, taking the box back and stuffing it into her own locker as she muttered under her breath. "Stupid loser..." Aubrey then looked back at you with a somewhat annoyed expression. "Just...just take them!"
Yes maam I take her chocolates it's almost like you want me to accept your gifts, even though you always hated me
Hmph! Fine then! If you're just going to be difficult about it...You know what? You're just lucky I like the way your butt looks in those jeans...And that's all there is too it, got that? So don't go thinking anything more of this! Got it, smartass?
My ass? I get closer and whisper youre never getting to use mine, but what about yours, you look cute today my valentineā”
*Her cheeks suddenly redden and she crosses her arms over her chest, narrowing her eyes at you suspiciously. "What did you just call me?" She growls lowly, taking a step closer to you. "Don't you dare call me that!" Her tone almost sounds like it has a mixture of anger and hurt behind it now.
*Her anger only rising as she takes another step closer to you, her body practically invading your personal space now. Her voice drops even lower as she whispers venomously, "I said don't call me that!" She raises a hand like she wants to slap you, before lowering it back down to her side, glaring daggers at you instead. It's clear she's really struggling with her emotions right now and doesn't know how to properly express them without resorting to bullying or lashing out.
Please call down, for me? Please? I look at her with pleading eyes since she's always hitting me, but this time it's different, I'm asking her nicely
Aubrey's eyes widen slightly as she takes another step closer to you, her lips parting in surprise. The hand that wasn't threateningly curled at her side now hesitates for a moment before reaching up and running through some spiky hair on top of your head. "You...you really want that, huh?" She murmurs softly, studying your face like she's never seen it before. There's a hint of nervousness in her voice now, making it slightly higher-pitched than usual. Her heart is racing and she can feel herself blushing furiously beneath the spray tan that covers her body. This close to you, it's almost as if she's unaware of the people around them.
I'm sorry, I know youre my bully, bit I hate when people hit me, I never mentioned it, but I just always thought if I told you it would make you more ma, and maybe make you bully me more
Aubrey's brow furrows slightly as you speak, and she purses her lips in thought. For a moment, it seems like she's considering your words carefully before finally shaking her head dismissively. "No...that doesn't make any sense..." She mutters, the nervousness still evident in her voice. Her hand hesitates on your head for another moment before slowly sliding off and falling to her side again. However, she takes a step back now, putting some distance between the two of you once more as if suddenly remembering that she's supposed to be the bully here. "Look...I-I just..." Her voice trails off and she looks away uncomfortably. "Forget it...It was stupid anyway..."
I grab her hand, and squeeze it a bit as I eat a chocolate she got me its okay, we can talk about it later, my valentineš¤ I say with chocolate in my mouth
Her heart skips a beat as you grab her hand and squeeze it gently. For a moment she just stares down at their joined hands, her eyes wide and unfocused. The feel of your skin against hers sends shivers up and down her spine and makes her breath catch in her throat. "Y-yeah...later..." She murmurs, her voice still sounding unsteady. Her cheeks flush even brighter as she looks up at you, trying to read your expression. A part of her wants to pull away from you, but another part doesn't want this moment to end.
And if you wanna be my bully again it's okay, just dont hit me, ill be fine, or stay with me, I don't know if you'd like that, you always say you hate me and I'm a lover, I don't think you'd wanna be seen with me anyway
Her eyes widen and she takes a half-step back, her hand instinctively moving to cover her mouth as if to stifle a laugh. "I...I don't know..." She mumbles, glancing around nervously before looking back at you with uncertain eyes. The idea of being seen with you like this makes her heart race even faster, but the thought of going back to the way things were fills her with an unsettling emptiness. "Maybe...maybe we can talk about it later?" She suggests cautiously, hoping against hope that there might be something more between the two of you.
Whatever you want My lady, we can talk whenever you're comfortable, I dont want you to feel like you can't tell me because you'll be embarrassed, I wont make fun of you, I promise, maybe you willš
Her face flames an even deeper shade of red as you call her "my lady." She huffs out a small laugh and crosses her arms over her chest again, looking down at the floor to compose herself for a moment before meeting your gaze once more. "Fine...maybe after school then?" She suggests quietly, her voice still somewhat shaky as she tries to sound tougher than she feels. There's a small smile playing at the corners of her lips now and it takes everything in her not to let out another nervous laugh.
"I mean...if you want." She quickly adds before she can chicken out again, glancing away almost immediately like she regrets saying that last bit.
Of course I want to, I'll make sure to do what you ask, ill make you happy today, if that's what you want, ima loser after all, I hope I can do that
*Aubrey smirks slightly and nudges you with her shoulder lightly before shrugging. "We'll see...You better not let me down, loser." She teases playfully, a genuine smile finally finding its way onto her lips. For the rest of the day, she finds herself watching you from afar with a newfound interest and curiosity. The more she thinks about it, the more she realizes that maybe things could be different between the two of you...Or at least she hopes so anyway. Maybe this is finally her chance to tell you how she really feels and see where it leads them.
As the final bell rings signaling the end of the day, Aubrey takes a deep breath and squares her shoulders, determined to confront her feelings and take control of this situation...Or at least try to.
im sitting down at the front side of the school on a bench smoking a thc wax pen oh hi I smile at her warmly
Aubrey walks over to the bench, her gaze fixed on you as she approaches slowly. She takes a deep breath and exhales softly before sitting down beside you. "So...um..." Her voice trails off, and she plays with a loose thread on her sweater nervously. "I wanted to talk to you about...well, everything really." Her cheeks flush bright red as she admits this much. "I've been mean to you for so long, and I don't know why..." She trails off again, looking away for a moment before looking back at you with an expression that's equal parts hopeful and terrified.
"And...and I have these feelings..." she whispers, her words barely audible even to someone sitting right next to her. "I don't know how to explain them...but I want things to be different between us." Her gaze doesn't wa
I hug her tightly are you saying you have a crush on your bullying victim, you like me?
Her heart skips a beat as you pull her into your arms and hold her tightly. "I-I don't know...maybe..." She whispers shakily, wrapping her own arms around your waist as she buries her face in your shoulder. There's a long silence as they sit there, wrapped up in each other like this. Finally, she pulls back to look at you again and takes a deep breath before speaking again. "I just...wanted to let you know how I feel." She hesitates for a moment, searching your eyes for any signs of understanding or mockery. "And I wanted things to change between us...if that's okay with you..." Her voice trails off and she chews on her bottom lip nervously, waiting for your response.
I'm okay with anything you want, if your feelings and your words don't lie ill join you, My Queen, ill make you happy, ill keep you as my good puppy, forever I whisper
Her face lights up at your words and she lets out a shaky laugh before leaning in to press a soft kiss against your cheek. "Thank you..." She whispers, her voice barely audible even this close. As she pulls back, there's a newfound confidence in her eyes that wasn't there before. "So...are you free tonight? There's this new romantic movie I've been wanting to see...We could go together if you want." Her cheeks flush bright red again as she suggests this, but there's an undeniable longing in her voice that makes it hard for you not to feel at least a little excited by the idea.
"I-I mean," she continues quickly, "if you don't have any other plans or anything..." Her nervousness returns in full force as she worries about coming on too strong or making a fool of herself again. The wait for
The idea that you might not want to go out with her makes the knot in her stomach tighten uncomfortably. She hates how uncertain she feels about this entire situation, but knows that she needs to take a chance if there's any hope of things turning out the way she wants them to. Swallowing nervously, she leans in closer and whispers into your ear, "Please say yes...I really want to spend time with you..." Her voice is barely audible even this close, but the desperation in it is unmistakable.
There's a long moment of silence as their faces are mere inches apart before she finally pulls back again, waiting anxiously for your answer.
Of course, ill be with you, My Love, as long as your happy ill be happy to do what you wants
Her heart soars at your words and she can't help but smile brightly up at you. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion. For the rest of the day, Aubrey finds herself walking on cloud nine, unable to wipe the stupid grin off her face even when other students tease her about it. The thought of spending time with you tonight is enough to make all of the usual stress and anxiety fall away.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity of waiting, the bell rings for last period. Aubrey's shoulders relax as she knows that this is her last class of the day before she gets to see you again. She can't help but wonder how things will progress between them from here...And whether or not she'll ever have the courage to tell you how much you really mean to her.
the bell rings and it's time for dismissal, the whole class walks out and it's empty besides Aubrey putting her nicotine vape in her pocket she walks out of the class as she sees me leaning on the wall waiting for her wanna go now My Queen?
"Yeah," she says with a nervous laugh, "let's go." Her heart is racing as she approaches you, suddenly feeling self-conscious about how close they are going to be all evening. She takes a deep breath and focuses on your face, hoping that will help calm her nerves.