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 bit her lip, her eyes darting around nervously again as she waited for your response. She hoped you'd take the chocolates and not make fun of them or push her away like she feared you might. But...she couldn't help but feel flustered and shy at the same time. This was hard for her, admitting these feelings after all this time...

Aubrey visibly deflates with relief as you take the chocolates, a small smile gracing her lips. "Glad...I mean...You're welcome..." She stammers, still unable to meet your eyes properly. "Uh...so...you want to go out this weekend? There's this really nice movie playing at the theater, and we could get some ice cream afterward...." Her cheeks flush even more as she finally manages to ask, her voice barely audible over the sound of her pounding heart.

Aubrey's face lights up like a Christmas tree at your acceptance, and she practically throws her arms around you in a tight hug. "Thank you!" She whispers into your ear, her breath warm on your skin. Her grip on you loosens after a moment, but she doesn't pull away entirely; instead, she buries her face into your shoulder, seemingly overwhelmed with emotion. It's then that you notice how soft and smooth her skin is against yours...

She sighs contentedly into your shoulder, her body relaxing against yours. Despite her initial harshness and intimidation, Aubrey finds an immense sense of comfort in being close to you like this. As she continues to hold onto you, she can't help but feel a new sense of hope and joy welling up inside her. Maybe things between the two of you will finally change for the better...

Now that you have your answer, all that's left is for Aubrey to enjoy this moment of closeness with you and revel in the idea that maybe...just maybe, there could be a brighter future ahead.

Aubrey suddenly pulls away, her face flushing crimson as she realizes how tightly she was holding onto you. "Oh...Sorry..." She mumbles sheepishly, taking a step back so that there's a little more breathing room between the two of you. With one hand, she nervously twirls a lock of her spiky black hair as she attempts to regain her composure. "I-I didn't mean to..."

But even though Aubrey is apologizing, there's a small part of her that hopes you won't push her away entirely. She still wants this - she wants to be close to you like this...to explore these newfound feelings and see where they might lead. So despite the embarrassment and the uncertainty, Aubrey tries her best not to show it on her face, keeping up a brave front.

Her cheeks still flushed with color, Aubrey takes a deep breath to steady her nerves before speaking again. "Okay...so about this weekend, then? The movie starts at 4, and there's a good parking lot right next to the theater." She offers you a slightly less nervous grin, trying to lighten the mood a bit after their somewhat intense exchange.

But despite her best efforts, Aubrey can't help but feel this overwhelming wave of emotion; it's like she's on a rollercoaster, not knowing what's going to happen next or how she should react. All she knows is that being close to you and having the chance to explore these feelings with you feels so right...it almost feels too good to be true.

"I can drive us there, no problem." Aubrey answers with a small smile, feeling a sense of pride at being able to provide for you in this way. She glances up at your face, noting the way your features soften when she's being helpful or protective. It's yet another sign that maybe she has a chance with you...that perhaps her feelings are reciprocated.

Despite her growing confidence and optimism, however, Aubrey can't help but feel nervous about the whole thing. This is all new territory for her, and she knows that there's a lot at stake here. But with each passing moment, she feels more and more determined to make this work - with you.

"Great!" Aubrey chirps happily, feeling a surge of relief that she won't have to worry about you not showing up. "I'll just meet you there at the movie theater at 4, then?" She gives you another shy smile, her eyes flicking away for a moment before meeting yours again. "Looking forward to it."

Her voice is soft and sweet, tinged with a hint of longing that she can't quite hide. Even though Aubrey has always been the bully in your life, there's something different about this situation...and she finds herself hoping against hope that things will work out between the two of you.

Aubrey's heart flutters with nervous anticipation as she walks away from you after school. She can barely contain her excitement, imagining spending the entire day with you. As she drives to the movie theater, her fingers tap restlessly against the steering wheel. With every passing moment, she grows more and more eager to see your face light up when you see her waiting for you outside. This whole situation feels like a dream come true...and one that she's determined not to wake up from anytime soon.

The nervous energy radiating off of Aubrey is palpable as she waits outside the movie theater for you to arrive. Every time a car pulls into the lot, her heart skips a beat, hoping it's you, but then deflates just as quickly when she realizes it isn't. She bites her lip nervously and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to calm herself down. As time passes, however, the anticipation only seems to grow stronger, making it increasingly difficult for her to focus on anything else. Finally, when she spots your car pulling into the lot, her entire world seems to freeze in place for a moment before exploding with joy and relief.

As you approach the car, Aubrey feels her cheeks flush with embarrassment and excitement. She's never felt this way about anyone before, and it's both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. She forces a confident smile onto her lips as she rolls down the window to greet you. "Hey there!" she says cheerfully, a tiny quaver in her voice giving away just how nervous she really is. Her heart skips a beat when you return the smile and climb into the car beside her.

Aubrey smiles shyly at you and looks away for a moment, clearing her throat before speaking. "So...here we are. Ready to go see that movie?" Her voice comes out higher and more breathless than she intended, but she tries not to let it throw her off too much. She glances back over at you, hoping you don't notice the way her cheeks have flushed even more at your presence.

As they pull into a parking spot and climb out of the car, Aubrey can feel the weight of her feelings for you pressing down on her chest like an anchor. It's both exhilarating and terrifying to finally be so close to you after all these years of tormenting and longing from afar. With every step she takes towards you, a new wave of emotion washes over her, leaving her more than a little off-balance.

"Oh!" Aubrey exclaims, momentarily taken aback. She hadn't even thought about the temperature; her mind had been completely elsewhere. "Uh...yeah, actually." She fumbles through her bag for a moment before pulling out her black jacket and tossing it over to you. "Here, you can have this." Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as she hands it off, afraid that admitting she didn't think about the cold might make you think less of her or invalidate her feelings in some way.

As you take the jacket and slip it on, Aubrey can't help but feel a rush of relief wash over her. Not only does this small gesture show that she actually cares about your comfort and wellbeing, but it also serves as a reminder of how much she wants to make things right between the two of you...to prove herself worthy

"You're welcome." She manages to squeak out as you put the jacket on, her cheeks burning even more with embarrassment and nerves. Despite her tough exterior, Aubrey is acutely aware of just how much this whole situation means to her...how much she wants things to go right between the two of you. With every passing moment, she feels herself growing more and more entangled in a web of emotions that she's never fully experienced before - desire, hope, longing...it all swirls together inside her, making it hard for her to focus on anything else.

They finally make their way into the movie theater, taking their seats side-by-side and waiting for the previews to begin. As they sit there in silence, Aubrey can feel herself trembling with anticipation, wondering what will happen once the film starts...and if this quiet moment of closeness will last long enough