*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 the 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 her 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 bullying you for years, always makes fun of you, but today seems different... she had a slight blush on her face, and 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...‏