My Romeo

So I'm on my way to I guess re-meet my biological dad. Nicole and the guy who claims he's my brother sit in the from chatting among themselves. I hate this. She treats me like I'm some child who can't take care of myself. And so far he hasn't said anything directly to me, he's mainly been directing me through her. I don't know, I wish I was somewhere else. I think back to earlier at the hospital. Alex was the cute guy's name. He got so sad after Nicole spoke with him, of course I understand why now. I decide to focus on how happy he was to see me. Him and his big warm smile. When he pulled me into his embrace, I don't care that he is my teacher. It's not like I'm going to fuck him, but it's nice to think about him. Soon the car stops.

"We're here." The guy in the driver's seat says.

"Ricky, go get her things from the trunk, I'll take her in." Says Nicole. He nods and does so. Before Nicole can even get to my door, I'm already out of the car and approaching the house. It's huge! I can't believe I'm going to be living here. I open the door and close it before she can catch up. A man leans on the open railing that leads upstairs.

"I see you've finally came for help, a call first would have been nice." He says. He opens his arms, I guess he wants me to hug him? I walk to him and give him a hug.

"I'm guessing Ricky didn't call you." I say as both Nicole and Ricky walk in.

"Thanks for closing the door on me." She says and I shake it off.

"Blake, you and I need to talk." Ricky says and the man I just hugged nods. They both walk off to another room and I sit on the stairs. I go on my phone and look through the pictures. There's a boy with blue eyes and black flippy hair. He's cute.

"Take these." Nicole says handing me earbuds. "You're usually more relaxed when you listen to music."

"Thanks." I mutter taking them from her hands and put them on. I go into my music and click shuffle. I look down at my phone to see Black Ink Revenge by Automatic Loveletter playing. It's a really great break up song, full of anger and wrath. Well I may have been a slut, but I did have good taste in music. I keep looking at photos. There was this one picture of a really handsome guy, I'm talking about godly like handsomeness. I start at this angel's face, Nicole questions the look on my face so she looks at my phone screen. She gives me a smirk and I take the earbuds out.

"Who is he?" I ask.

"That's Andy." She chuckles and I sit there awed.

"This guy and me? Did I at least fuck him?"

"I have no idea."

"Who did you fuck?" Blake asks walking in. I simply look to the ground and stay silent.

"No one." Nicole answers for me. I give her a small smile.

"Okay then, Scarlet come with me, I'll take you to your new bedroom." Says Blake. I get up and follow him up the stairs. We walk down the hall to the very last door.
"This will be your room and the one next to yours is for your brother, Ricky." I walk into the room and place my things on the bed. I look around. Royal blue walls, black curtains draping over the three large windows, dark wooden flooring, and a big king size bed with purple bedding. I was truly lovely.

"This room rocks! Thank you!" I squeal bringing him into a hug. He pats my back and walks downstairs. I quickly unpack and fall onto my bed for a quick nap.


Nicole's POV

She has no idea who she was. She thinks she's a slut. She doesn't know what she's gone through. She gets to forget all of that misery. She gets a new beginning. I hold what's left of my best friend in my hands. Her Journal, it seems like she wrote in it recently, I might check it out later. I walk into Ricky's room with him.

"Rick I'm scared." I tell him.

"Why? Is it my dad?" He asks closing the door. He takes a seat next to me on the bed.

"No I'm scared I'm going to lose Scar. She's my best friend, and I don't know what I would do without her."

"She's not gonna leave you. Even though she can't remember you, it doesn't mean she doesn't want to be your best friend again. Trust me, she's just as scared as you are."

"I know, but doesn't this seem like too much right now?" "It might be, but we'll get through it."


Scarlet's POV

My eyes flutter open, I take a look at my phone. It reads 6am. I get up and take a shower in my ensuite. I brush my hair, put on a black long sleeve shirt and a pair of red skinny jeans along with my black converse, and check the time again. 6:43am. It's still too early, but I go down stairs anyways. I turn on the kettle and venture into the pantry. I grad some pop tarts and make my tea.

"Morning." Ricky groans as he walks in through the kitchen.

"Morning." I whisper. It's still kinda weird for me living here. I don't know how to act with anyone, I usually just keep to myself.

"You made tea?" He asks, I nod. "Didn't know you liked tea."

"What do I usually have?"

"Coffee, black. You'd always say that the bitterness was the sweetest thing in your life."

"I sounded depressing."

"All in good reason, I'm not going to get into detail, you're lucky you are able to forget about the things you've been through." I simply nod and take a sip out of my mug.

"Is there anything I should know before we get to school?"

"You should be fine. Listen to your teachers and you should be okay."

"Thanks, I'm gonna go finish getting ready." I walk upstairs to my room and lay on my bed. I listen to the shuffle on my phone, I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At the Disco plays. I listen to a lot of weird music, it's good though. I feel like by listening to my music, I'm finding out more of who I was. I was an insecure girl who listened to these bands to make herself happy. By checking all of my body, I discovered that instead of cutting, I used music as an escape, I'm glad. After about ten songs, I finish off with Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol, and I'm in tears. I don't know why, I just wipe the tears away and get up. I turn off my music and go down stairs to the door. Ricky walks over, nods, and we walk out the door. He lights up a cigarette and offers me one, but I decline. I'm guessing I used to smoke too, well that's gonna change. When Ricky's finished we get into the car and he drives us to the school. He parks and starts to walk over to Nicole and a girl, I decide to go straight into the school. Nicole had told me my locker and combo so I go to it. I open it and grab all my books, not knowing what exactly I need.

"You have English first period and Math second." A voice says, I turn around and see the guy from the hospital, can't remember his name.

"Thanks, sorry what's your name again?" I ask switching over my books. I shut my locker.

"Alex, Alex Gaskarth. If you want I can walk you to your first class if you want." He offers.

"Yes that'd be nice. Thanks." We begin walking, this silence between us is exhausting, I hate it. "Nicole said we were friends, you're not talking, explain how we became close." I say trying to break the ice.

"You walked out of one of your classes. I saw you and went up to you and then we started hanging out. There's not much to tell."

"But how does a teacher and a student just become friends?"

"We both have the same taste in music, we dislike the same teachers, you're funny, sweet, awkward, you have the qualities of a cool person. And apparently I do too, I guess."

"You seem like a pretty chill person. Is my English teacher as nice as you?"

"I think he's nicer." The bell rings. "Come in wont you?" I nod and walk in. The rest of the class walks in and begin whispering amongst themselves. "Morning guys." He sits on the desk. He's my English Teacher! "Is there any essays finished yet?" Everyone is silent. "I'll take that as a no. This is your work period, get it finished." He sits in his chair while people get to work. "Scarlet!" He calls and I walk up to his desk. "You wanna sit up here today? I can help you with your essay." I pull up a chair and sit at his desk.

"So what do I need to do?" I ask.

"You, nothing. You've been gone and they've gotten more time on it. I just wanted the company." He says. I don't know why but he always leaves me with a smile.

"So tell me about yourself."

"What's there to tell? I'm 24 years old, I hate when people give up, and I love koalas." I giggle. "Now tell me about you."

"I'm 17 years old, I'll be 18 in August. I hate it when people are bitches, and I love kittens." He chuckles a bit. "So... Do you have any plans this winter break?"

"I was thinking of going to Baltimore, spending time with family."

"That's nice."

"Got any plans?"

"Not that I know of."

"You can always come with me, we do some silly traditions."

"Okay, that sounds fun." Why did I tell him I want to go? Not like it matters now. And who knows? Maybe it'll be fun. "How far away is Baltimore anyways?"

"The flight is 5 hours, 6 at the most, do you not know where Baltimore is?" I shrug. "Let's just say we can drive to New York like you wanted."

"I want to go to New York?"

"Yeah we talked about it the first time we hung out, we decided to go there as a road trip in the summer."

"Going from here to New York?" He nodded. "Isn't that like 40 hour drive?"

"Yeah, but now since we're flying out to Baltimore its a 3 hour drive."

"I can't wait." The bell rings. "Do you know where my next class is?"

"Just keep walking down the hall until you see the door with the broken glass in the window, that should be Jack's classroom."

"Thanks." I walk down to the door that he said it was. I walked in and the teacher motioned me to his desk.

"Hello Scarlet, my name's Mr Barakat and you'll be seeing a lot of me. I'm your science and math teacher, but I'm also apart of the homework club that's after school, which I advise you go to. Then we can catch you up on your work."

"Thank you Mr..." I forget his name already.

"Mr Barakat, you can call me Jack if it's easier for you." I nod and give him a small smile. He places a ton of papers in front of me. "This is all the work you need to catch up on, this is why I advise the homework club to you." He chuckles and I sigh looking at all the work I have to catch up on. "Can you please go take a seat at one of the desks while I instruct the class? And if you need me afterwards just put up your hand." I nod, pick up all my work and bring it over to an empty desk. I put in my earbuds and let my playlist go, and before I know it, lunch time has arrived. I walk out of the classroom with my now heavy bag and walk down to my locker. I finish switching my books over when a girl approaches me and slams my locker door shut.

"So the little whore can't remember a thing? It's sad really, you can't even be worried about your missing boyfriend. I never got to ask you, and I know you can't remember, but did you like it when I had your lover's lips on mine?"

"Excuse me?" I ask, shocked.

"And I'm not talking about Oli. But then again, you can't remember. So much pain you get to forget, but I'll make the next pain unforgettable."

"Pretty bitchy talk coming from a girl, after what I just heard, can't find her own guy so you cling to mine. Sounds like sloppy seconds to me. And the fact that you call me a whore makes me think you're jealous of me because I get more guys then you, or at least that's what I get from this context. And do you know why they choose me? Because I'm an actual nice person, unlike you or at least that's what you've proven to me." Wow, I didn't know I was that angry.

"You'll pay for that one bitch!" She yells and storms off. I'm just so done, I wanna go home and lay under the covers of my bed. And then I got a phone call. I quickly answer it.

"Hello?" I say.

"Hey it's Andy, can we talk?"

Notes

What would you guys think if I got Alex and Scarlet together? And was does Andy have to say? Is he going to explain what happened and why he left?
I'm hoping on updating tomorrow, but don't hold me to it, I ain't making no promises. :)

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