A Rich Boy and A Talented Girl

The Story of Us

Scarlet's POV

I go to a school for talented kids, ones that have a future that will be filled with riches and fame.This school is called Domonic's School for Art and Design. I am a singer and a song writer and am already known about all the way in China. Yet for some reason I am still failing math, a big fat F.

The bell rings and I take a seat in the class of doom, math. Miss Snottbottom, sorry Mrs. Snottbottom (no kidding) glares at me but I just ignore her. She should know by now that I cant stand math and will try to spend as little time as I  can with it, even if that means faking sickness. *cough cough*

 I look up from my work and  see that there is a note on my desk. I pick it up and, making sure that Mrs Snottbottom isn't looking, open it up. Its blank other than one word towards the top, HI. I look over at Lulu and she gives me a grin. I should have guessed. I write ' HEY' and toss it back at her. Almost immediately it lands back on my desk covering my mini drawing of a T-Rex with Mrs Snottbottom's head. I pick it up and read what it says. Ermahgod, Mark broke up with her. Two years of dating and he breaks up with her. What the hell? I turn and try to give her a sympathetic look but all I get is a sad smile. Her eyes are red, she has been crying. What is wrong with that boy.

Lunch comes around after a never ending lecture on the new trends in fashion. Fashion Design is a mandatory class for freshman year and even though we haven't even entered the second quarter, I am completely over it. I head to the table where Lulu sits eating carrots sadly (is that even possible?). I sit down next to her and she gives me a little smile. Suddenly, a tray plops down across from us and we look up. Mark. I am surprised to see that his eyes are just as red as Lulu's and his hair is completely disheveled, what am I missing here?

 I am incapable of speaking. All I can do is stare at Mark with this look of concern mixed with curiousness. Lulu hadn't told me something, I could tell by the way her body had tensed up. I turn and look at her but she refuses to meet my eyes. She has started to cry again and suddenly I regain my voice.

"OK, something is clearly going on so which of you are going to tell me what it is?" I say and then wait for my response. Finally, Mark speaks up.

"Scarlet, me and Lulu are cousins." He says and I just stare at him. OK,defiantly not what I expected. Even... even pregnancy would have surprised me less that this. I held Mark's gaze and tried to search his eyes for something, anything, but all I could find was sadness. He wasn't lying, this was awful.

" Are you sure?" I asked and he nodded, his eyes finally leaving mine. I ran over to Mark's side of the table and have him a hug. I couldn't say a thing, my lips felt like they were frozen shut and my insides were frozen too. I let go of him and ran over to Lulu and gave her a hug. This is what they needed, comfort. Another tray plopped down at the table and I let go of Lulu. Its Jake.Great, another person to explain all of this to. But he doesn't ask, he only places a hand on Mark's back and gives him a smile. Jake, he doesn't talk much. He is a poet, the next Robert Frost in my opinion.I've read a few of his poems and they are extremely beautiful, simple and well worded. I look at him and stares right back, he'll ask me what happened later. Once we are alone, or at least somewhere where they cant hear us.

He approaches me at the end of the school day, after he has said goodbye to Chrissy." So, are you going to explain to me?"

" They were cousins and felt too weird about it to continue dating." I replied, shoving my last book into my bag.

"If you were in their place, would you keep dating." He asks, catching me off guard but I am quick to reply.

" Yes. Love means more to me than doing the 'right thing'"

 I turn to look at him, waiting for my response but he only nods. We are the only ones left in the hall and I have to catch the bus so I wave good bye and  sprint out the doors. As I race down the side walk towards the bus, all  can think of is the yearning to kiss him.

Jake's POV

I wake up with the sun in my face. Its the weekend, Saturday to be exact.I lift myself up out of bed and place my feet on the cold ground. I can smell pancakes being cooked, weird, Dad doesn't normally cook. For a second I think it might be Mom, but then I remember that she is in a house almost half an hour away. The house I stay at all week.I pull on my robe and walk through the quiet house.Dad hovers over the oven and walk up beside him. He looks over and smiles at me, ruffles my hair, but I just look at the pancakes, I am starving.

"You hungry Jake?" he asks (I swear he reads minds) and I nod. He hands me a plate and points over to the table where a stack of pancakes sit, a pile of sausage at its side. I load up my plate and sit down. Something has to be going on, Dad is up at eight in the morning, cooking. I watch as he moves around, bouncy steps and fluid movements, his body language tells me that he is happy. He comes and sits down across from me and I look at him, "You're in good mood."

"Jake, I found my next artist." he says his words with a smile on his face.This is the first time in a year that he has had a hit. My Dad is a music producer and has been on the verge of loosing his job for, well, way to long.

"Who is it?"I asked.

"You actually might know her, her name is Scarlet Blare." He said.

" Ya I might know her." I said and looked down at my food, shoveling a sausage into my mouth. Scarlet, the skinny girl I've known for years was about to be signed by my dad. Weird, extremely weird.

I walked into my bedroom and looked over to my phone which had just lit up. Walking over to my bed, I realize that it is from Chrissy (my girlfriend). A smile finds its way onto my face, God I love that girl. I open up the message and look at it, ' hey what's up '. I text her back a quick 'NM', then open up another message box.For the one and only Scarlet Blare.

" Hey, you on?" I send and wait for her response.

" Ya, what you wanna talk about? " she finally sends back.

" You know the man who signed you..."

" Hey how'd you find out?"

" He is my dad ", an alert goes off that Chrissy has just text me but I figure that it can wait.

" Seriously! " she sends back and I smile, so melodramatic.

" Yeah, so now we'll get to spend all sorts of time together. " I type and click send, she'll get a kick out of that one.

" Oh ;) "

" You know I'm kidding"

" Aw darn it. "

" Hey, I got to go." She sends and I close the message box. I look at my home screen, a photo of Chrissy and I, only to see that in the ten minutes I had been texting Scarlet, Chrissy had sent me five messages.

' Ya, same here.', 'Hey U still there' , 'Did I say something wrong?', 'If you don't wanna talk you could have just said so', and, 'Fine then, BYE', all sat on my screen in her signature purple text. Seriously, I was only gone for ten minutes and she flips out? But I cant send her anything mean, it would be wrong. So I send her "Sorry, I got to do some chores, bye for now " and set my phone back down on the bedside table.I just couldn't talk to her right now, it is to early to have her upset with me. Especially when in less than 24 hours, I would officially be fifteen.