After the war (Solangelo)

A/N Slash, Another Short Story

OK! So, this isn't going to be Solangelo. (Sorry). I just read a oneshot by liesjesteg, called What is love, and coincidentally, I wrote a short story about that question too! So I decided to post it, and yeah! Let me know what you guys think! Dedicated to liesjesteg

What is love? I stare at the question on my English final, as if it will tell me what to write. We'd read Romeo and Juliet and a bunch of other love stores this year. I'd studied and studied, yet nothing had prepare me for this this question. This simple three word question. What is love. I was stumped. In whoes opinion? Mine? Or the opinion of a character? "Thirty minutes." my teacher called. "Shit." I muttered, hands fisting into my hair. It was a one question test, but I have no idea how to answer, and an hour and a half has already passed. I decided to answer the question, not as an opinion, but just a plain answer. Love is anything you want it to be. I wrote, hand shaking with stress. Love can be how you feel about someone, or how you You, you what? I ask myself. "Ugh!" I groan. I heard Josh chuckle next to me, and I shot him a glare. I noticed his empty desk, and realized he'd already handed his paper in. He ran a hand through his messy hair, an annoying smirk on his face. Turning back to the paper in front of me, I took a deep breath, and began to write from where I left off. feel about an activity, or hobby. People use the word, or term, love in so many ways. From I love you, to I love that song, or sport, or band, etc. So there is so definite answer to this question. "Time!" I slowly stood up, ignoring Josh's smirk, and made my way up to the from of the room, handing in my paper.

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Needless to say, I got an A++. In your face Josh!