Valentine’s Day is obviously a big day for many.  In my high school, students could buy roses and have them delivered to someone during the last period of school.

Some of my friends didn’t like the day and I guess what it represented.  They would wear all black as a sign of protest or whatever.  Except I had a thing for one of them.  So I got her a rose.

She was also in my English class which was the last period for both of us.  When class started, she was grumbling about the day.  And then the roses appeared.  As they were being handed out, she just frowns.

Until she received hers.  The look on her face – priceless.  She didn’t know it was from me but she found out later.