Faking It... | ✓

P R E P A R A T I O N

Only a week and a half until Valentine's Day. And already decorations are put up, posters and love letters are sent around. I'm probably sure 10% aren't even excited about it that much.

One thing I hate about is for guys, it is the one excuse to break up with their girlfriend and find another girl. That's so pathetic! I guess we, teenagers don't understand the meaning of love and its own day.

Well anyway I'm not expecting a Valentine, even though I got Chris which I have a bad feeling about it. All the girls are in love with him but he decided to pick me. This will turn into a Cat War. I mean, if I was actually dating him but I'm not. It's just a fake relationship.

I didn't notice that I didn't walk with him but he was waiting for me by my locker, with a rose bouquet. Smiling at me like he already knows the answer to his question he's about to ask. Time to go on Combat Mode, just in case of Cat War.

As I walk slowly already everyone was looking at me, some in disbelief and some in excitement. He came closer and winked at me. I could smell his scent of sweet candy. He gives me the roses and immediately I smelt them. Takes my hand and kneels down.

"Elena Watson, we've been friends since day 1 at school. And when we did our Grade 8 concert, that's when I knew you were the one..." During this long ass speech, everyone actually adored this show. They had these emotions that they wished guys would ask them out like that.

"...I like you and I want to be your Valentine because I want you to be my girlfriend." Everyone gasped, girls opened their eyes and boys opened their mouths. I was stuck in between. "So what do you say?" He opens his arm while he's still kneeling. I was confused, I didn't know what to say. But remembered that all this is not real. He was scared a little since I've been taking my time.

"Yes!" I nodded. He was in full happiness. He hugged and pull me up, twirling me and put me back down. He was about to kiss me on my check but held back. Gave me a tight hug and whispered, "Thank you. I owe you one." I smiled and soft punched his chest.

Few minutes after school ended. I walked out the door alone. Avoiding all glares from everyone, seeing that Chris now actually made me noticable.

I kept walking until I bumped into someone drinking water and spilt on his shirt. "Oh I'm so sorry, let me get you a towel." He looked at me in surprise and smiled. "It's okay, I'm going home anyway. What's your name?" I got distracted by his abs attached to his shirt. "Okayy, well I'm Brian. Need a ride?" My mouth was still shut so I nodded.

He opened the door for me and I got in. He took took a quick jog to his side of the door and before he got in. He pulled out his shirt. Showing his masculine body. My eyes widen when he caught me looking, covered my face and he smirked.