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She Hates Valentines

"If you don't like him then why are you crying Ky?" Tianna sat in front of me. Why am I crying? Do I actually like Blake? It's been six months that we have been fooling people to think that we're actually a couple. Did I fall in love with him through the good times that we did share?

That question made me question myself, what about the horrible times?

I cried even harder just thinking about it.

Yesterday was the worse day of my fourteen year old life.

Sunday night I got a call from Blake asking for coffee from Starbucks. That request was ridiculous. He asked for it at six in the morning Monday. I had no way of getting it. I called my father this one time, and I hated every part of it. I asked if he can get one of my security guards to buy me Starbucks in the morning and deliver it to the house. Being the Mayor's only daughter was such a pain, I'm always being followed by my security guards. That's how Dad found out about Blake and he confronted me on Thanksgiving about it. He actually demand it with no other words. "You should not be dating someone who is two years older than you! You and him are FINISHED!"

Even though he was against it he still had the coffee delivered by five fifty. I was standing on the curb waiting for Blake and Keonte'. I was actually excited to see him after a long week and weekend. I held the scolding hot coffee in my left hand as my right hand reached for the car door. I saw Blake was smiling too but disappeared all to quick. I knew I was in for the worst but I didn't know that's what he wanted. The scolding coffee spilled down the front of my uniform. I screamed as the hot liquid seeped through my clothes. Keonte' hopped out of the car and helped me. Everything happened in a slow motion. I saw hurt over Blake's face as he sped away from us.

"I'm sorry Khalia, he's an idiot." He picked up a handful of snow from the sidewalk and shoved it down my shirt. I hollered and jumped around trying to get the cold wet snow out of my shirt. Keonte' laughed. "Sorry, that was the first thought to come to mind to cool you off." He shrugged and hunched over to catch his breath.

"How are you going to get school Keonte'?" I asked already typing in my phone for my older brother to bring me a new uniform shirt and coat.

"Shouldn't you worry on how you're going to get to school?" He arched his eyebrow. "I mean ain't it going to be a long cold walk to school."

"I'll be fine." I paused.

"Look, I'll talk to Blake." He pushed his thumb into his chest with a smile stretched on his face. "He's really a good person, I swear." He waved as he jogged away.

Later that day. I was a little late to school because I took the long way to school. I needed to clear my mind. I came to the conclusion that I'm delusional. I was walking through the hallway with a cup of Starbucks coffee that I actually brought for Blake as a truce. I didn't want this charade to go on anymore. I notice that everyone was whispering and looking at me. I didn't have a clue what they were saying.

"Hey you." I heard someone say as they tapped my shoulder. I looked over my shoulder to see a Latina girl talking to me. She looked to be very confident in herself. I guess it has to be dealing with Blake, something about being the rightful girlfriend for him. I rolled my eyes. "How can a little girl like you could ever keep Blake happy?" Her hands where on her hips as she looked me up and down. She snickered.

"If you want to be Blake's girlfriend then you have to ask him." I shrugged my shoulders and turned around to continue my way to the café to bring the Evil Prince his coffee.

"Well, since the little girl like you Khalia couldn't do her job." She laughed. "Well how about I let you know now, I slept with Blake last night and you weren't even on his mind." She pushed passed me. Everyone in the hallway gasped waiting for my reaction. The lair in me wanted to come out but my heart was crushed. I know that we weren't actually a couple but I thought he had more respect for me. I GUESS NOT! I don't know why I keep thinking that we are friends.