Broken

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Scarlet's POV-

People will always tell you, you know when you meet the person who destroys you. But what they forget to take into account is the person that has the power to destroy you, also has the power to make you the best you've ever been.

I walk downstairs in my pj's to get a cup coffee before I even think about starting this wretched day. Last First day of high school. Awesome.

If you can't already tell, I am not a morning person. I need a whole pot of coffee in my system before I can even function. The morning is for the weak.

When I reach the kitchen my mom surprisingly is still here leaning on the kitchen island, tapping away on her phone.

"Mom? Why are you still here?" I ask, wrapping my arms around myself at the sudden gust of cold wind. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?" I locate the open window next to the back door.

"I do have work I am going to be a little late, I just wanted to tell you that we have new neighbors, as of yesterday. To welcome them, we are inviting them over for dinner. So when you arrive home I need you to do all your chores." she answers not even looking at me, but out the window.

"Oh alright, you had me worried a bit mom!" I slurred, still tired from the lack of sleep I received last night. I give my mom an awkward, one-armed hug.

Not acknowledging a word I said, she states: "Oh and they have a son, who is around your age, but he doesn't start school until tomorrow, and if you two seem to get along, his classes can be switched to match yours, so you can help him get to class, but that's up to you."

I don't even bother replying to her, so I get my second cup of coffee and trudge upstairs. When I reach my room, I open my blinds and window. Setting the palms of my hands on the windowsill, breathing in the fresh air.

I glance over at the house next to mine that isn't vacant anymore. The house is basically exactly like mine, same layout, but with a couple of extra rooms in the basement instead of one huge room like ours. I scan the brand new windows and look at the green shrubs that are flowing alongside the house. As my eyes trail to the front of the house, I notice a boy moving boxes without his shirt. He had a very nice body. A very, very nice body.

My phone buzzing breaks me from my train of thought. Islam across the room to my bedside table & pick it up, opening a text message:

Mikaylah (boo thang):

FIRST DAY OF SENIOR YEAR
YOU READY TO FUCK SHIT UP MAN
-M

I chuckled at her message. Always a goofball.

To: Mikaylah (boo thang):

FUCK YES
WE GOT THIS
-M

I really have to get ready. 

I grab a pair of acid-wash high waisted shorts, a plain white flowy crop top, and a loose-knit black cardigan. I slip on a pair dark grey thigh high socks and maroon combat boots.

Since my  hair was down all night and it was a mess I lightly brush through it, and put my bright red hair into a messy bun.

Then I apply light make-up (mascara, shimmery eye-shadow and foundation). After I brush my teeth, I hear a honk signaling Mikaylah is here.

Its a ritual that she picks me up the first day of each school year, I don't really know why, but it just is.

I walk outside and look to my left and see the same boy outside without a shirt moving boxes outside. I notice his nice complexion, how toned his chest is... How sweaty he was... While I was staring at his insane body I run into Mikaylah's car.

Both the boy and Mikaylah start laughing. Ugh. Curse my clumsiness. I successfully get into Mikaylah's car. Trying not to make eye contact with the boy.

After we get farther down the road, she asks, "Who the hell was that? He is hot as fuck!"

Answering her question I say "I don't know his name, but he and his family are coming over for dinner tonight, and Mikaylah! You have a boyfriend!" This girl is insane.

Something you should know about Mikaylah, she is drop dead gorgeous. She has bright, brown eyes, platinum blonde hair and is extremely fit. She is tall, and insanely smart. Basically, every dudes wet dream.

For the remainder of the ride we talked about really everything. From this years prom plans to what we had for dinner last night. We can talk about anything with one-another. 

We park the car and enter our high school building getting greeted by everyone. And when I say everyone, I mean teachers, janitors, and students. Mikaylah and I had a nice rep at our high school, but we aren't perfect. In fact, we are far from.

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after my first block, I realize its gonna be a long day.

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A/N- FIRST CHAPTER! Im really exited! I hope you all enjoy it! have a great day! -s

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