The Double Valentine

This short story was an assignment I gave to my students while I was a teacher, and it was my policy to show that I would do anything I would expect them to do.  They could not copy my work though, but some did ask. It may bring back some memories.   See the original posting on the website here.
The Double Valentine

Alex sat down at the kitchen table, and just looked at his breakfast.  “You need to eat something, especially for the first day at the new school,” his mother reminded him.  He looked out of the window.  It was a cold day outside with temperatures in the low 60’s.
“Cheer up, son.  You’ll be making friends just like you have before. No problem,” his father reassured.  His father worked for a computer service and repair company and his father was promoted to a sales director of a new district.  This meant a new house, new neighborhood, new school, and new friends.  He didn’t like being the new kid on the block.
The move from Galveston to Brownsville was like several other moves Alex faced in his 12 years of life.  No moss grows on a rolling stone.  Alex felt as empty as a blank sheet of paper without a pen.  What made his situation worse was the timing.  Moving in late January meant packing in December, and this made Christmas just as exciting as packing and leaving.  He did, however, make up for it since he did receive some expensive presents.  They were just more things to pack to him.
“You better finish soon.  The bus will be here in 20 minutes,” his mother reminded him.
Any problem of his was just as much her problem.