Chapter Twenty-One

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Taylor-Ann's POV

Fast-forward to Valentine's day

  "Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann..."

I had already gotten 17 Valentines, and that was just in this class

  "  Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann and Chloe! Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann, Arabella! Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann, Taylor-Ann, Marcel"

The class gasped

  "Marcel?!"

Marcel had never gotten a Valentine before, so as he went up to receive it, he was stunned.

  "It's a PowerPoint"

We all looked at the screen

  'Marcel, my love,

  I know you're not quite used to this,

something I understand

but how would you like for us to walk hand in hand?'

  "Creepy" Arabella whispered

  'Yes, I am aware

  today is the day of Valentine

But Valentine's is only happy

if today you are mine'

  "What?!" Keith said

  'I love you very much, Marcel,

    That's something that you know

    but if you tell me how you feel,

    away I will go'

  "Alright,"

   'You will find my identity, though

    that will come with time,

    but for time being

    here and now

    Will you be my Valentine?'

  "But, 'Your Girl', how can I be your Valentine, if I don't know who you are?"

   'Just say yes'

  "umm, okay"

  'YAY!'                                                                

  "Who is this girl?"

Bella said with disgust "Does she not know who Marcy is?"

  "Really," Jane agreed "Does she NOT know what a nerd-herd he is?"

  "Maybe she doesn't," Keith suggested

  "Or maybe she does, and she can see past it" Chloe argued

  "What does THAT mean?"

  "It means that maybe she's just not as shallow as you jock straps"

Arabella, Troy, and Keith all looked at each other, and then at Chloe.

  "Chloe... " Bella started

  "Are you..." Troy continued

  "'Your Girl?'" Keith finished

  "What, no! I'm just open minded!"

  "Sure you are,"

I sat there as the entire thing on folders, my undivided attention toward Marcel.

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