You are the prettiest girl in class. My mom told me to say that to you. I would like to chase you around the playground and rub mud in your face, but I’m not sure why. Will you be my Valentine?
I think you are very smart. You do long division really fast. There’s something about the way you hold your pencil that makes me want to throw snowballs at your face. When Mrs. Stockton yelled at you for pulling Terri’s pigtails, I was jealous. I want to be your Valentine, except I promised Ducky, my stuffed duck from the aquarium field trip.
When I pulled on Terri’s hair, I imagined it was yours. I am sorry you promised your duck. I will cut its head off with scissors once I’m old enough to use the real ones.
Actually, Kevin asked me to be his Valentine, and he gave me candy. See you at recess maybe!
How could you? I thought we were bros. Next time you come over, I’m not gonna let you be Luigi in Mario Kart. You have to be Toad.
Not cool, Rodney