Will You Be My Valentine? Part 1

Love

Intro

For my post this week it will be different because it won't have anything to do with fashion or makeup. If you were looking forward to a valentines day makeup look check out Naomi's tutorial:)  It's like a slight change to shake up this blog, once in a while.  As you have seen my Beauty in a Teen's View tab, this blog post will be similar to it. 

My Valentine 

       Soo, this year I have become a freshman; I don't feel any different from when I was in second grade.  Unfortunately, I guess you can say time goes quickly.  From 6th until now the pressure of boys have gotten so much heavier.  Like, I really didn't care then and I don't care now but boys are what people only talk about these days.  

       It is like you HAVE to have a boyfriend or something.  If you don't then you are this weird loser who is a nerd and a loner.  Okay (Hold up), first of all I am not a nerdy loser, people!  I just don't want I boyfriend and I think I am too young.  (Can you guys relate?)  I think maturity shows if you are ready to date or not.  Like me...I am not mature enough to even talk to guys.  (Hehe jk but for real) This valentine I do dream of having a valentine with having a mysterious boy... giving me a note saying, "Will you be my valentine?" The story would go something like this...

Heart to Heart

       It was four days before Valentines Day and you don't expect anything.  As usual all the boys are drooling over the ones with THE looks.  The last period bell rings and you slowly walk out to your locker, thinking of the much homework you have to finish. 32 (two turns) ...31 (one turn) ...12 The click of your lock opens the door; a white paper falls softly down to your feet.  You guess it is a little note from your mom reminding of important dates or something like that.  

       Your hand reaches for the note and flips it...As though time has stopped when you smile, it lights my day up - your admirer.  Your ponytail swings back and forth to see anyone playing a trick but almost all of the kids have gone home and few were left keeping business to themselves.  At first, you feel a warm bubble of happiness spread through your stomach but the feeling is taken away by reality.  You know this kind of romance would never happen to you. Before throwing it away, you glance at it one more time before tossing it in the trash.  You walk home to think of the note and what the mesmerizing words made you feel.

       The next morning you forgot happened yesterday and the day flies by to lunch.  You take out your homelunch and sit down with your friends to start socializing   As usual, everyone is talking about what they are going to do over break or other non sense.  While you half listen, you day dream of what the future is going to be, as a hand clasps you shoulder.

       The hand feels warm and inviting so you turn to see someone but the warm hand disappears with only brown hair to show walking away into the crowded lunch room.  Some of your friends look at you with a mischievous smile while others just ignore what just happened.  The strange incident reminds you of the note when a buzzing rings in your ear.  You take your phone out to see a number from your area code.  You open the text to see...to be continued


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