Sweethearts Week

Love is in the air. Oh joy, oh joy.
Not for me. Never for me. The 14th of February has never been a dreaded holiday for me, really - I've always been too young and adolescent to care. But once you start "liking boys" (as your parents always call it), Valentines Day becomes an absolutely haaaaated holiday. Unless, of course, you're dating the boy of your dreams and likings. Which, for 3/4's of the population of women, is not realistic.

The red banner above the school entrance flapped in the breeze. It read "Sweethearts Week" in playful and colorful text. I eyed it with a burning passion before pushing the doors open and leading myself into yet another day of Junior High boredom.
Glee Club was becoming unoriginal. The same thing every day. I found myself counting down the minutes until it was over every passing lesson. Ms. Pike was so-so, and I noticed that she wasn't really in a good mood either, particularly. I guessed that maybe HER Valentine had ditched her, too.
I sat in my plastic seat and watched dully as the same everyday routine went on. Annabeth came in flaunting her stuff, then the rest follow suit, then Ms. Pike will call out some random stuff and check something off on her checklist and a musical number will continue on.
But on this day, something happened. Peter came into Glee Club looking pale and nervous, not very confident. Suddenly the room didn't look so uninteresting as I sat up in my chair and leaned forward. Looking intently at him, Peter made his way to Ms. Pike and tapped her shoulder. He whispered something at her, and she nodded curtly back. Peter smiled weakly before walking to his own seat at the front, next to Annabeth.

Ms. Pike tip-tapped her high heels to the front of the classroom to give an annoucement.
"Peter has a song to sing for us all, in the spirit of Sweethearts Week. I expect you all to respect him during his moment of bravery." She clasped her clipboard to her heart as she stepped back to let Peter in front of the whiteboard.

The beginning electric guitar notes to Tonight, I Love You by The Latency played. I looked around in delight at the rest of the Club to see that I was the only one who knew the song. It wasn't obvious that Peter was singing this song to Annabeth, but I knew that was what was going on.
I tried to hide my joy for the song he selected as Peter sang the many lyrics of the song.

"I'd give you today but it's not mine yet, I'll ask you to stay here with me tonight, I think tonight I love you." Peter's soulful eyes caught mine for a not-so-quick glance. I felt fireworks pop beneath my eyes and heart. Ah, he was just so gorgeous..

Before I knew it the song was over. Wait, what? Had I really just lost myself in his good looks for a minute? That's insane. But I wasn't bothered.

Wait, woah.. Was I still dreaming and fantasizing? Because Peter shouldn't be hopping across the room to where I was sitting and -- WOAH. Did Peter seriously just kiss me on the cheek? I THOUGHT THAT SONG WAS FOR ANNABETH!
My mind was screaming at every part of my sane being. Peter had really just kissed me. On the cheek. My hand traveled to my cheek and flew over the soft skin Peter had touched with his.. lips.

"I like you, Sonali." He whispered in my ear before leaving the room.

"Excuse me? What was that?" All I heard was Annabeth yelling at me before I skipped out of the room, ignorant to every other voice that was raised in the room.

-Sonali