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AN: This O/S was submitted as part of A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words: Valentine Edition, and won The Sweet Tart Award. At this time I doubt I'll write a full story around it.

Will You Be?

She glanced across the room, blushing furiously as she looked down after realizing he was looking her way.

She didn't get why him catching her made her blush, as boys were disgusting creeps.

It was what her big bro swore to her, and if Emmett said it, then it had to be true.

But it was Valentine's Day. And there was something about giving the different cards that came in all different shapes and sizes – with all sorts of different messages – that was so much fun.

Many of the cards were easy, with their cutesy sayings like "Owl always be your friend," "You are an a-MAZE-ing friend," and "I'm glad we're friends."

Those cards went to the numerous friends she had, including the cool kid, Rose; the dorks, Julie and Quil; the nerds, Angela and Benjamin; and several others.

And the cards with the simple "Happy Valentine's Day" were easier, still. They went to all the kids she didn't talk to... of which there were quite a few.

Yet, it was the card with the "Will you be my Valentine?" that made her think of Edward.

Because he was cute.

But she wasn't sure she had the courage to make herself so vulnerable to him, even if she had already dropped it in his bag.

What if he said no?

As she peeked at him again, wondering if he'd read her card yet, a thought occurred to her.

What if he said yes?

He couldn't say yes.

Boys had cooties.