Her initials are B.A.D.

**3 Years Prior**

**Zayden’s P.O.V.**

“Woah! Who’s that?!” I say to my sister as he pointed to a beautiful short haired redhead.

She was about 5’1 with a curvy structure. She had a pixy hairstyle with bangs that swoosh over her eyes, only letting one show. Her body language was relaxed, but you could tell her reflexes were sharp. She was very aware of her surroundings. Apparently she could feel me staring at her, because she turned around sharply and gave me a glance and smiled shyly. Then she went back to reading her book.

“Hello!” Zaharah says as she waves a hand in my face, “Were you even listening to what I said?” she gives me an annoyed look of impatience.

I turn to her and reply, “What was that?” as I give her an innocent face as if I hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Were you staring at that chick for all that time?” she asked, already knowing the answer. “Well, I said ‘I don’t know but I’m about to find out’ when you asked who she was. So, I’m about to do that,” she states as she skips off to the beautiful red haired girl, while I just sat in a daze.

And that’s where it all started. I liked her from the start. She may have been a freshman and I was a junior, but I really liked her…