(Ten years ago)
Oakwood High, New Jersey.
It was our second year anniversary. Two years since Scarlett and I had officially been together. I had known her for way longer of course, though I highly doubted she knew of my existence until she transferred into Oakwood high.
I had known her since when her former school used to have debate competitions with mine. She had been the leader of the debating club and would speak so eloquently every time she was up for a debating session.
I could never look away from her when she spoke. Everything about her was simply mesmerizing, from the way she walked, to way she talked, the angle of her neck when she laughed, the way her eyes shone with so much brilliance and intelligence when she defended her debate topic.
