You were friends with George and Harold, and you were just as silly as them. Every other day you would go to Mr Krupp's office for pulling pranks to 1-up the boys. You sometimes tried to get in trouble on purpose just to see him.
One day, you were walking down the hall when you ran into the duo.
"Hey guys." You greeted.
"Hey (y/n)." They said in unison
George holds out a pink envelope.
"Mr Krupp wanted us to deliver this to you." Said George.
You looked at the envelope, then back at them in disbelief.
"This is another one of your pranks, isn't it?" You mused.
"No it's from him! We saw him sign it!" Said Harold.
"Well, it must be important. Lemme see." You said, taking the envelope from them. You open the envelope and find a little pink heart with a ton of glitter and the words, "I love you!" Written in crayon, obviously written by George.You opened the heart and inside was a lunch pass, signed by Mr Krupp, and a message inside the heart that reads, "I have noticed the boys have been a bad influence on you, so you can have a special lunch with me. -Principal Krupp" in His own handwriting.
You blushed for a second before you laughed at their little prank and thanked them for the laugh. Of course he would never love you back.
"We are certain he likes you! He speaks highly of you behind your back!" Said George.
"What does he say about me?" You ask, curious.
Harold pulls out a recorder and clicks a button...
"You boys are in here so I can warn you about the new student, (y/n). Stay away from her and don't talk to her!"
"Why? Is she dangerous?"
"No. She's absolutely fine. She's perfect and sweet and...cute. I just don't want you two influencing her. So stay away from her, or else!"
"Or else what?"
"You know what else!"
"You don't have anything, do you?"
"GET OUT!"
The recording ended with a static click.
"See what we mean?" Asked George.
You were speechless. You never thought that Mr Krupp would like anyone, let alone one of his students.
You stared at the message on the heart shaped card, slowly smiling as your blush begins to rise to your cheeks.
You looked up to see George and Harold gone. Presumably at their next class.
Later that day you were headed to third period when you saw Kipper in the hallway. Kipper was the same age as you but still bullies you. He shoves you against the locker and calls you a weirdo for having a crush but being to scared to tell him.
"Here's the deal. I'm gonna help you come out with it. Just tell me who it is and I'll tell him exactly how you feel about him." He said.
"And what if I don't want to tell you who it is?" You asked.
"I'll clobber you."
"Figured."
"What'd you say?"
"Nothing, I'll tell you who it is, it's your uncle, Mr Krupp." You said nervously.
He looked stunned. He had no clue what to say or how to act. The images now running through his head made him sick to his stomach.
Suddenly, he dashed away.
"UNCLE BENNY!" He shouted.
Later, at lunch...
You were sitting across from Mr Krupp in the cafeteria. He was wearing a strange outfit with a black jacket and skinny jeans and his toupee was slicked back. You both were nervous and Mr Krupp was even sweating a bit.
Then Kipper came up to the table and spoke.
"That's her, Uncle Benny! The girl who I said likes you!" Kipper said, pointing at you.
You turned bright red and so did Mr Krupp as he just stared at you, his gaze focused on your eyes for a moment or two before falling on your lips.
"(Y/n), is this true?" He asked, still as a deer in headlights.
You nodded, looking down at the ground sadly, awaiting rejection.
It was silent for a moment before you felt a hand wrap around yours. You looked up to see it was Mr Krupp's hand you were holding. He had a red star struck face as he now sat next to you and ran his thumb across your palm in your linked hands.
"Ewwww!" Exclaimed Kipper. "She isn't gonna be my aunt, is she Uncle Benny?
The end
