Scarlett Delmonico is your average teenage girl, she takes dance classes and plays volleyball.
She lives with her single dad in Atlanta Georgia where he's a baseball coach, after a few moments of persuading, Scarlett finally agrees to see the team...
I took a nice warm shower and washed my hair, I looked through my closet. I wanted to wear something that was summer appropriate but also age appropriate, I didn't need to get catcalled by weird people.
I was meeting up with Cora and Layla at a cafe downtown, although I didn't drink coffee on a regular basis, I still wanted to drink some to get energy. After a moment of deciding an outfit, I changed and did my hair.
I ran downstairs and hugged my dad, he was finally awake. It was only 12:36 PM, so it wasn't irregular for my father to wake up late during summer.
Scarlett's Outfit
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I grabbed my phone and keys, I kissed my father's cheek and left the house. Cora, Layla and I chose to go separate for the reasons being that we got dressed and took a lot of time, so we thought it was best to go alone so we didn't have to rush.
As I closed the door to the house, I noticed Javon walk out of his, he was holding a dufflebag. He noticed me and smiled, waving over.
I walked over to him with a soft smile.
"Hey Javon, heading out to the gym?"
I asked as I looked at his hands which were hidden by his gloves.
"Yeah, are you going on a date or something?"
He asked as he examined my outfit, I shook my head and smiled at me. We spoke a bit more before his dad came out of his house, he was big and muscular.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't shaking in my boots right now, as he approached us my stomach turned.
"Hi, I'm DJ Walton. Javon's father and boxing coach."
His father introduced himself as he stuck his hand out, I shook his hand and smiled. He wasn't as scary as he seemed so I managed to relax myself a bit before responding.
"Scarlett Delmonico, I'm your new neighbor."
I said happily, the conversation was cut short since my phone was blowing up with messages from Cora and Layla. I said goodbye to the two and went on my way to the coffee shop.
As I walked in, the coffee aroma danced around, I inhaled the nostalgic scent and searched for a booth. After walking around, I was waved over by my two close friends.
"Sup losers."
I greeted as I sat next to Layla, they both laughed and said hi to me. A kind waiter came over to us, he had ice blue eyes and black hair.
