A/N: All characters belong to me, this was originally written for a class, but oh well. Hope you enjoy!

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Jeremy started the day with a low groan to himself as he glared at the calendar hanging on the wall.

February 14, 2014 it read. In small print at the bottom of the square was Valentine's Day.

"Man," he said to himself, "Today is gonna suck. Emily is going to be crazy today."

Emily was Jeremy's little sister who is/was/always will be everything he wasn't about this dreadful holliday. She had always been the over excited type about everything. She has this annoying little squeal she lets out whenever she realises that she'll be receiving some sort of gift.

Sure enough, there was an excited "Ohmigod! Ohmigod!" he heard through the too-thin walls of his family's little apartment.

Rolling his eyes at his sister, Jeremy got up to get ready for this horrid holliday.

Dressed all in black, Jeremy descended the stairs -only to be knocked back, flat on his rear- by the whirling ball of pink that was his little sister. She'd launched herself into his arms.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Jere!" Emily screamed in his ear, making him wince.

"Yeah, whatever, Em," Jeremy grumbled. "Get off of me."

"Why do you hate Valentine's Day?" she demanded. "It's, like, the best day ever!"

"No. It's like the worst day ever."

"How could you even think that?!" she exclaimed.

"Because it's bogus," he answered.

"You wouldn't be acting like this if you had somebody to celebrate it with." Jeremy's cheeks reddened as he thought of Abigail, easily the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in his short life.

"That has nothing to do with it, Emily," he insisted. "And who do you have to celebrate with?"

"M-my friends!" she spluttered, her cheeks reddened then.

Jeremy just laughed at her, like any older brother would, and went about finding something to eat for breakfast.

Abigail's alarm clock blared and shocked her from a very strange dream that she forgot almost immediately. Something about that "boogeyman" she created when she was a child, perhaps. She glanced at the date on her cell phone and noticed that it was Valentine's Day.

What better day to get my crush to notice me than Valentine's? she thought to herself.

"Abby!" she heard from the hallway. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah. C'mon in, bub," she hollered back to her younger brother Mason.

"It's Valentine's Day and I don't know what to wear," Joey stated as he plopped down on his sister's bed.

"Who are you trying to impress?" Abigail asked with a knowing grin.

"...A girl in my class."

"Does this girl have a name?"

"Hannah," he answered after a second's hesitation.

"Do you know if Hannah has a favourite colour?"

"Um.. I know she really likes green. She wears it a lot."

"Have you really talked to her much?" Abigail asked.

"Um, a little. But I don't know what to say to her."

"Do you know if she knows that you like her?"

"God I hope not." Abby just laughed and went on.

"I think today you should just walk up to her and tell her how you feel about her." Joey looked absolutely terrified at the idea. "What better day to tell her than Valentine's, huh?"

"I-I guess," he said, slightly pale in the face, "But, if this backfires on me, I will never forgive you, Abigail."

"Okay then, let's go to your room to pick out something nice that's green," she suggested. "Then maybe you could help me out with something to wear?"

"Do you have somebody you're trying to impress?" he asked.

"Well, there is this boy in my class.."

"What's his name?"

"Jeremy," she replied, her cheeks reddening slightly.

"Why don't you do what you just told me to do?"

At school, Jeremy did the only thing he enjoyed about school; hung out with his friends, taking only the quickest glances at the beautiful Abigail sitting across the room.

In his first hour class, she sat in the row next to his and three seats forward. Every now and again, Jeremy would glance up to look at her. After a few minutes of this, Abigail glanced back at him at the same time he looked at her. Their eyes met and both their cheeks reddened at being caught. They both dropped their gazes.

For the rest of the hour, he only looked up when he was called upon.

Abigail arrived at school wearing a very well fitting black blouse with dark blue skinny jeans and black sandals.

She had decided that today was as good as any to tackle this crush she had head first.

Talking with her brother, she'd decided to take her own advice and just make the boldest move of them all.

On her way to first hour, Abigail saw Jeremy duck into the classroom and head to his seat in the very back of the room. She disliked the fact that he sat as far behind her as he did because that made it extremely hard to look at him without being caught.

After the next few hours of the day, Jeremy was walking through the halls with his best friend Nicholas.

"The graphics in this game, dude, are just unbelievable," he was saying when all of a sudden he heard his name coming from somewhere behind him.

He turned around, confused, and suddenly had his arms full of a very blonde girl who smelled simply amazing. She pulled back so he could see her face; he gasped slightly when he realised that this was the girl he'd been crushing hard on since he was eight.

Abigail stretched up on her toes and planted a kiss on his very surprised lips.

"Happy Valentine's Day," she whispered before kissing him again. This time he responded to her touch by placing his hands on the small of her back and returning her kiss.

"Uh, happy Valentine's Day," he whispered back, making her giggle.

"Can I, um, can I sit with you guys?" she asked taking a small step away from him.

"Uh yeah, sure," he said, nodding vigorously. "We uh, we're heading in there now."

Abigail nodded and took his hand, lacing their fingers. "Cool."

Oh my god, Jeremy thought. I freaking love Valentine's Day.