For as long as I can remember, I’ve had my suspicions about my kid brother. The clues were always there. His favourite book, ‘Robin Hood’. Preferring a bow and arrow to a game’s console. And the twinkle in his eye whenever the word ‘love’ was mentioned. A major clue was Valentine’s Day. He was never anywhere to be found. Arriving home in the evening, exhausted.
I decided to confront him. “You’re him, aren’t you?”
It felt ridiculous just saying the word but, as it left my lips, he sprouted a pair of feathered wings!
“Got me!” he grinned. “Now we can really have some fun!”
From the very first day Katy had moved in next door, I’d had a crush on her, but never had the nerve to tell her. With Valentine’s Day approaching, I decided to enlist my brother’s help. It felt a little underhanded but I was desperate.
“The good news is…” he enlightened me, “when my arrow enters her heart, she’ll instantly fall in love with you.”
Walking home from school on Valentine’s Day, with Katy and the rest of the gang, I spotted my brother… floating on a cloud. Taking aim, he pulled back his bow and… sneezed! The arrow shot right over Katy’s head, straight into the heart of mean girl, Molly!
Unbelievably, my brother had failed to mention that mistakes couldn’t be rectified until the next Valentine’s Day. I had a horrendous year!
But eventually, Valentine’s Day arrived and once again my brother took aim and fired.
“Nooooo!” I cried, as Katy bent to tie her lace and the arrow struck bossy Brianne, walking behind. “Not again!”
But Brianne was already heading in my direction!
The next time Valentine’s Day came around, I’d virtually given up on me and Katy. But that’s when a Valentine’s card dropped through the letterbox. Tucked inside was a photo of Katy’s house. ‘We’re close,’ the card read, ‘but would love to be closer.’
I ran next door faster than a shooting arrow! Totally oblivious of my little brother’s self-satisfied expression… or cheeky wink!