Hi, my name’s Sarah Bradley. You might know me. The quite, smart, nerd in the corner of your classroom, who raises her hand at every question. The girl who no one pays attention to. The pretty girl that no one seems to notice because she’s just known as the dork. That’s me, the smart, pretty dork. But I have one part of my life, that’s not so dorky. One chapter that can be read as a highlight, or lowlight. One part that some people could see me as a bitch for, some as a savior. Then there’s, Styles, Harry Styles, best offense and scorer on my school’s football team, he’s the opposite of me. The witty, hot, loved, somewhat dumb, athletic, hot (did I mention that already?), most popular boy in our school. That’s him. He's also got girls crawling in his pants, if you know what I mean. Now you’re thinking, why the hell are they both in this story? You see both of us have some things in common, one in particular, we’re both players, one just might not have used her player power as much, or at all, in fact. What happens when one player plays another another? Find out when I play the player.

He's found her. She's alive. But will their relationship turn out to be how they expected? Or will certain people get in the way? Maybe past troubles catch up to her. Possibly ex's running back to him. Will they stay together? You never know with Scarlett. ((This story was written and completed in 2014)) TW:: I wrote this story years ago when I was going through my depression so this entire fic is filled with triggers. You have been warned.