| "Oh! Woe is me, that thy piggy friends did insult me with such fervor!" Milo declared dramatically, throwing a hand in the air, the other placed over his heart. The girl sitting on the bed in front of him did not look amused, however, her pretty face anxious instead.
As people went, these two were as different as could possibly be. Where Milo was ever the dramatic one with his erratic behavior, Ann preferred to blend into the crowd, letting only those who were close to her know how different she truly was from the norm. His friends thought she was boring- her friends thought he was childish and annoying. Ann thought Milo was unique, with a contagious and sweet personality- Milo thought Ann was mysterious and alluring, and altogether perfect.
"I'm so sorry about that," Ann said sincerely but softly, eyes on the floor and a guilty expression on her face, "My friends- they're terrible." Milo looked over at her, and, noticing the tears in her eyes, padded over the thick carpet to stand in front of her, and gently tilted her chin up.
"Hey, listen, I don't care," He murmured, "not one bit- I just want to be with you."
"I know, I know, I just...they have no right to be so cruel to you." Ann replied softly.
Milo grinned at her for a moment, before letting the smile slip from his face, "My friends aren't exactly nice to you, either." Ann laughed sadly, smiling teary-eyed at Milo.
"So, what does that make us?" She asked, "Star-crossed lovers, or something?"
"Oh, hell if I know," Milo said, plopping down on the bed beside her and wrapping an arm around her shoulders, "But I shall continue to suffer so, if it means staying with fair maiden." He grinned at her again, before leaning in and placing a delicate kiss on her cheek.