ugh. valentines day. I just can't get a break can I? I thought putting a little extra gel into my black fohawk. I was wearing some black jeans that looked like they'd been dragged a few miles by a truck across the street. then of course was my (also black) fitted BVB tee, and a leather jacket. I sighed. looked like another year of being made fun of for not having a date on valentines day. woohoo. pretty soon I was dragging my combat books across the dirty school bus, to the back and sat down. I looked to the front to see one of the most popular jocks sitting at the front so he could try to trip everyone who walked in. he had an arm around his girlfriend, Penny who of course was staring at some cute emo kid across from her. yeah you know what is happening. cliche huh? anyways, when we got to the highschool I was looking into my dumpy, crowded locker, to find a pencil sharpener, when something ran into me-fast and hard. I nearly fell to the ground, but caught myself last second. sadly, the girl who ramed into me didn't. she fell to the ground, flat on her face. "agh! here. you OK?" I asked helping her up. her nose was bleeding, but even so, she was beautiful. we locked eyes and I knew we were going to be great friends. "um, yeah. i'm alright. thanks by the way." she said taking a napkin from her pocket to clean a bit of the blood off of her face.
~6 months later. Katie's P.O.V~
me and my bf Zack, were over at his place sitting on his bed. he was playing with my long red hair. over time we had become very close. "hey Zack?" he raised an eyebrow. "I love you. don't ever let me go." he smiled. "don't worry about that. i'm here to stay." he replied sitting up to hug me