She said yes. She agreed to be my Valentine. I was completely overjoyed that I bolted down the school stairs, past everyone in the hallway not giving a damn and ran home to make all the arrangements. This would be our official first date so I can't f!ck this sh!t up. My plan so far is to pick her up, take her to the most popular restaurant, and then take her to a surprise location that I found while wandering around needing to clear my head one day.
I've managed to get everything prepared for tomorrow and dive into bed early. I am too hyper to swiftly fall asleep so I just remain staring at my ceiling. I stare, and stare, and stare till sleep finally overtakes me.
The big day is here and I am a heap of anxiety. I pace around practically the whole day. I have the time go by more fast by
