In California, on a deserted part of the beach, a girl with long red hair down to about mid-back sat against a rock looking out at the ocean. In her hand was a sketchbook and she was lightly sketching the ocean and the sky, the sea gulls that flew around and the small island to the left of her. Her name was Scarlet, when she was born her hair was Scarlet, and the name just seemed to fit her, as she grew though her hair turned more to a red-orange colour, but it still had some scarlet in it.
A man about 6'7 was standing to the right of Scarlet; he was slightly facing her but was also facing the sea. Scarlet started to draw him in the picture; she made sure she perfected everything about him. The way his jaw was set, his slightly pointy but round nose, and even each piece of hair. She could see that this man was very attractive, but he was just a random on the beach. Scarlet looked at the man and then at her picture, she thought it looked brilliant. Scarlet put the book in her bag, but the piece of paper ripped out of the book as she was putting it in her bag and flew along the ground. "NO" she pretty much screamed. All her artwork was a treasure to her. Scarlet chased after the piece of paper, but then abruptly stops when she sees a pair of brown Kanon Moc Toe Oxfords in in front of her. Slowly and carefully she stood up and straightened her clothes out and pushed her hair to one side. She looked up at the face who had caught her drawing, but suddenly turned as bright as a tomato when she realized that the man that she had indeed been drawing was now looking at her drawing of him.
"uhh… Hi" Scarlet said softly, she was to busy looking into the mans beautiful, dazzling blue eyes to hear what he had said. She shook her head softly "uh.. I'm sorry what?" she replied looking back at the man. "This is yours?" He said. "Um yeah" she said, again she was as bright as a tomato. She took the drawing from his hand, gently touching his hand. She stopped, an electric spark went from where they were touching all the way up her arm and down her body. She had never felt that when touching a man. "Thanks" she said softly.
The man stared at the beautiful red head in front of him. "I'm Andrew DelValt" He said, "You are?" He ask politely but curiously, she was beautiful and he couldn't stop looking at her eyes, They were extraordinary. Bright red eyes. They were slightly darker then her hair. "Scarlet Shae Walker" Scarlet replied softly. The two looked at each other for two whole minutes. "Your… you're a really good drawer" Andrew stuttered slightly. He was having trouble speaking around such this beautiful women. Scarlet cheeks a had bit of red tinge to them. "Thank you… I normally find something to draw and when it's interesting I put effort into the drawing" She said looking out at the ocean.
(A/N: This isn't really my first story I've written lots but never really post them up on Fanfic. So could I get some Reviews on this? Good ones please. I'll write more later)
