While
You're Here In My Arms.
Prologue.
♥
She was sitting in the back of the
classroom. It was her first day since switching into her new
school. Her maroon hair curly, long, and falling into her face.
She heard his voice before she saw him. Her head snapped up. He
was standing there talking to a pretty blonde. She let her hair
fall back into her face, blocking her view from him.
"Scarr?" His deep voice was closer now. Scarrlett
lifted her head, locking eyes with the senior boy. Her mix of
green and blue eyes stared up at Owen. "Ow." She
breathed steadly. (Ow as in Owen.
Pronounced OH not Ouch I hurt myself) Owen's brows
furrowed. "What are you doing in my English Lit class?"
Scarrlett's eyes dropped to her books on the desk. "This
is my class too." She nearly whispered. Owen stared at
Scarrlett. She felt her face tun a shade of red. "But
you're a Sophomore." He said it as almost a question.
"I'm in advanced. This is technically a junior class. So
you're in a class lower then the other Seniors."
Owen's brown eyes widened. "Owen, come on man." A
tall red headed guy called from the front of the room. Owen's
right hand was brought up to his head of chocolate brown ahir.
His fingers intertwined it like Scarrlett's once had. He
watched as Scarrlett bit her lip - a sign that she was nervous. A
smirk formed on his face. "Okay, braniac. I'll talk to
you late then." He turned and jogged to the front of the
room, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Who's
that?" The guy asked. "Just a girl I know. Our families
are close." Scarrlett listened to him. She was just some
girl to him now. He took her virginity less than two months
before, and now she was just some girl to him. She ran a hand
through her hair, then put in her headphones blocking out
everything. As Owen sat less then 15 feet from her, he
couldn't help but to steal glances. She looked pretty with
her curly hair and wearing her cute little skirt. "New girls
hot. The one you know." His best friend Garred smiled.
"Yeah. She's a pretty girl." Owen agreed, focusing
on the blonde girl in front of him now. "You think she'd
dig me?" He asked. Owen's head snapped in her direction.
"She has a boy." He spat out. "Yeah? He go
here?" Garred asked. " Owen nodded, "Yupp."
He mentally smacked himself. "He won't have her for
long. I'll win her over." Garred smiled broadly.
"Doubt it." Owen was watching Scarrlett again.
"Scarr's different... she's... she's too good
for anyone here." Owen looked at Garred. "Even
me." As soon as the words escaped his mouth, he slid down
into his seat just as the bell rang. Before Garred could ask
anymore questions Mr. Cole came in, and tol him to sit down or
get out.