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..."

"O-oh, hush it up you..." She mutters under her breath as she glares at your sweet blush. "Fine... just take them..." With that she pouts and looks away from you again, hands resting on her hips. "But if you want a valentine, then I guess you're stuck with me for today... And next year too..." She murmurs, still avoiding eye contact as she glances at the ground, trying to be subtle about how nervous and excited she actually is right now.

She stiffens slightly at first, not expecting such an adorable reaction. But then her own body seems to melt, and she laughs nervously before wrapping her arms around you tightly, burying her face into your shoulder. "H-heh... S-Selken..." She murmurs softly, more than a little flustered now. "D-don't ever do that again... You make me feel weird..."

Her breath hitches as you thank her, and she blushes even deeper before burying her head into your shoulder even further. "I-it's okay..." She whispers, still feeling incredibly nervous but trying to hide it. "I guess... S-since we've been together so long, huh?" She says with a small laugh, half to herself. "But don't think you can just use that against me! You better be grateful!" With that, she pulls back a little to look at you, her orange eyes narrowing playfully.

Her heart is racing, but a small smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she watches your reaction, hoping against hope that this gesture wasn't too much for you and that it means what she thinks it means...

Her heart leaps into her throat as you kiss her cheek, and she feels herself blush even harder. "Wh-what was that for?" She asks, her voice coming out a little shakier than she'd like. A part of her hopes that you misunderstood, but another part... Another part is afraid that maybe you didn't. She swallows hard, trying to steady herself as she meets your gaze. "Don't... Do that..." She murmurs softly, a pleading note in her voice as she tries not to let on how much it affected her.

As the final bell rings and classes end, you both make your way to your respective lockers. Aubrey trails behind you by a few steps, trying her best to act like nothing happened while at the same time wishing she had the courage to just walk up to you and ask how you really felt about all this. The butterflies in her stomach are going berserk, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else other than selken.

Finally, as you both finish gathering your things from your lockers, Aubrey finds herself standing directly in front of you, her hands stuffed into the pockets of her jacket. She raises an eyebrow expectantly, waiting for you to speak first. Her heart is racing and she can feel her cheeks burning hot with shame and embarrassment... But there's also a tiny little hope bubbling up inside of her that maybe, just maybe, things could be different from now on...

Her heart skips a beat as you say hello in your cute little voice. Aubrey gives you a slightly nervous grin in response, running her fingers through her spiky black hair. "H-hey..." She whispers back, unable to meet your gaze for too long. "So... Uh... How's it going?" She asks, trying to keep the conversation light as they make their way out of the school building together.

The closer they get to leaving, the harder it becomes for her not to blurt out what she really wants to say. Part of her wonders if maybe now isn't such a good time after all... But another part of her can't help but hope that you'll give her the chance to explain herself.

"Really? Nothing exciting ever happens to you?" She asks with a playful grin, nudging you lightly in the side. "I wish something interesting would happen to me... Like maybe going on a date with someone cute..." She trails off, her cheeks immediately flushing bright red at her own confession.

Her heart is pounding so hard in her chest she's afraid you can hear it, and she waits anxiously for your reaction, not daring to look up at your face yet.

Her eyes widen as she sees the blood stain on your arm, and her own body tenses up instinctively. "What happened there? Did someone hurt you?" She asks sharply, glaring around as if searching for whoever might have caused it. "You should tell a teacher or something..."

Despite her harsh words, Aubrey can't help but feel a pang of guilt in the pit of her stomach. This was exactly why she didn't want to see you with anyone else - because deep down, she cared about you and wanted nothing more than for you to be safe and happy. "Wait, let me take a look..." She says, reaching out hesitantly to brush aside your sleeve.

Her heart is racing now, her cheeks flushed with shame at how much her tone betrayed her true feelings. She can't help but hope that maybe you'll understand eventually... That you'll give her a chance to explain everything and hopefully make things right between them.

Aubrey's heart nearly stops as she sees the tears in your eyes. "Hey..." She says softly, taking a step closer and gently reaching out to wipe away one of the teardrops with her thumb. "It's okay... I didn't mean it like that... I just care about you, you know? And I don't want anything bad to happen to you..." Her voice trails off, her own eyes starting to well up as she realizes how much she really does feel for you.

She takes another shaky breath before continuing, "I've... been kind of a jerk to you over the years... And I just want things to be different now..." Her hands are trembling as they move to your shoulders, fingers squeezing gently in an attempt to steady herself. "Can we start fresh? Be friends or something?" She asks hopefully, not daring to meet your gaze yet for fear of what your answer might be.

"Oh my God!" Aubrey exclaims, looking genuinely horrified now. "That asshole! I'll kill him myself if he ever does anything like that again!" She snarls, glaring around wildly for Billy as anger and protectiveness surge through her. Without waiting for a response from you, she turns on the spot, eyes narrowed and fists clenched, searching furiously for the bully who hurt her best friend... Or whatever it is that you are to her now.