Be my Valentine?

I, Izzy Valentine am totally and unfortunately single on VALENTINES DAY because no guy has asked me, yet. Me the only one out of 250 12th grade girls. I can not believe that I am all alone on Valentines day. My older brother has offered to be my valentine but that doesn't work well. Every girl is taken. Am I that rude, am I that stupid am I a plastic (reference to Mean girls)? No, I'm not. I'm a nice, sweet, confident and gritty girl. I work hard and I have a job. A good job that gets me $100 a day. Can you believe that? $100 dollars a day! I work as a weather caster on Channel 4. I mean, I'm technically rich compared to the other girls and guys. I'm in the last grade, grade 12th. My best friend, Amanda, has a job as well… well I wouldn't consider it a job really I would more consider it a work load. She works in a restaurant called DuPars (or something like that). I work every other day so I work on Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday. I don't work Fridays though cause like seriously Friday? So, I get 400 dollars every week. Anyway, you may be wondering how do I study? Well, it takes me 2 hours to do my homework because I'm super smart. I mean, sometimes it takes me longer but most times it doesn't. I don't have a boyfriend as you know 'cause everyone thinks that I'm a nerd. It's high school people think about COLLEGE! I don't see any of them getting a job or any money. All of them are douche-bags anyway. Well, except for Niall who I may or may not have a crush on. He's cute, hot and extremely single. The only problem is that he doesn't give a damn about me or any girl that doesn't wear high skirts and bras as t-shirts. I actually haven't ever wore any kind of skirt/dress.
"Izzy?" Someone asks.
"Ya." I say turning around to find Niall in front of me. He crouches down to my level considering I'm short and he's like 6 foot 7.
"Hi." He says his breath smells like alcohol. I blush and start to walk away until I by accident fall into his arms. I can sense (by his face- not that I was staring at it) that he was suddenly sober. I have to admit I really did like him.
"I'm Niall." He says extending his hand.
"I-I'm Iz-zzy." I say stuttering a little. God dammit he makes me so nervous.
"I really like you Izzy. I've actually liked you for a while now but you know you're smart and I'm not." He says looking down.
"You're smart and sweet." I say bending down so that he can see my face. He smiles a toothy smile before pecking my lips. I blush and so does he before his face re-composes. His face shows anger and regret.
"That was a mistake. I don't like you and you are a nerd." He says before strutting away. OH MY GOD I just got played! This boy plays with my heart and hurts me. I run to him expecting him to stop. He doesn't stop he runs faster and faster. I realize a few minutes later that this boy wasn't going to stop so I just walk back to my house. When I get inside my house I run to my room and pull out ALL of my dresses and make-up and a piece of paper and a pen. I write down:
Plan for tomorrow:
5:30 - Wake up and take a shower
6:00 - Put on makeup
7:00 - Pick a nice skirt or dress with a high heels
7:30 - Sign up for cheerleading
7:45 - Make cheerleading
8:00 - Walk to school and forget anything that sounds intelligent
Time for a make-over!

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1 comment for update. @Makenzie Horan thanks for everything, gurl!