Abused by her parents, bullied at school, picked on by teachers, nerd, scarlet Winters is a lonely girl who suffers to much for a 16 year old girl to handle.
Gets everything he wants, loved by everyone, thinks he can get any girl, bad boy, Derek Sum...
Oh my potatoes. I'm back. I'm not dead. Surprisingly. This chapter is dedicated to squib2004 because she will kill me if I don't update. I have written so many versions of this chapter. Had my friend edit one and I wasn't happy with any of them because I've been super sad recently and I had my national maths, reasoning and English test so I've been super stressed as well. Here is the new chapter. Also this chapter will be extra long. Sorry Katie.
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PREVIOUSLY
I start to walk to the guest bedroom but she grabbed my hand, "Stay" she whispered, so I climbed in the bed and we fell asleep, with her in my arms...
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Scarlets POV
I wake up to find two arms snaked around my waist.
What happened!?
I start to panic, looking down under the blanket.
Thank God, I still have my clothes on. So, then what happened?
Suddenly, the memories from last night came rushing in. What have I done? I turn and look at his God (So...you're saying that she thanked Derek? -editor) <no- author> carven face.
His green/hazel eyes shot open, and he smiled at me. I did the only thing any "normal" human would do.
I slapped him.
In the face.
Hard.
Then I ran to the bathroom and locked the door.
Okay.
Breathe.
In.
Out.
Oh god that sounded weird. (I'm waiting for your sarcastic comment katie(PSHTTTT, what do you mean?! I am INNOCENT!! INNOCENT I TELL YOU.......*sniggers a little* in, out..... -editor)< you're a butt>).
Since I don't have any clothes in the bathroom with me, I slowly open the door and he's not here.
Thank the lord of potatoes. (*gets on my knees and prays* -editor<same> )
I go to my closet and pick out my outfit.
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I decided that I was going to go hunting, grabbing my bow and inserted (*sniggers again* I had to change it to that word...-editor) my knife in my shoe like always.
I ran down stairs and see Aidan.
No Derek.
Cool.
He tossed me an apple, which I caught with ease, and once I got out side I threw it away.
Like I said. Food and I don't get along. (*badly wants to add 'kap-eash?'* -editor<why didn't you?>)
