A/N This is me when I write in my free time! I'm not serious about this story, but if you want to see more let me know! Thanks for the love!

"How long are you going to sit here?" I heard a voice from above. When I looked up I saw a boy about my age staring down at me."Are you okay? You've been sitting here the entire afternoon just looking at the ocean…"

Boy did his voice sound worried. And yes, maybe I have been sitting on the docks spacing out, but that didn't concern him. No one had been kind enough so far to just come over and worry about me like he had, so maybe I should answer him. You know, not to leave him hanging.

"I'm fine, thank you very much. Why do you care? The big party over there probably interests you more than I do." I said bluntly and looked back at the beautiful blue water. I just wanted him to go away. A lot of things happened today and I honestly didn't feel like talking to anybody about it or anything else.

"Actually, no." The boy chuckled and sat down beside me. I looked at him, surprised. Then I looked back the campfire and music party going on not too far away. "It's pretty boring right now. I saw that you were sitting here alone so I wondered what happened and came over. Does that sound persuasive enough?"

"I don't know. I don't know your name or who you are so how would I know if you were being sincere?" I looked away when I saw that he was gazing at me curiously. His eyes went down to the bracelet on my wrist that I had got today at school. Every year the teachers gives out a bracelet to the students on the last day of school. Mine said "Congrats Freshmen" because I finished my freshmen year.

"I see that you go to my school. How come I didn't see you at the end of the year picnic?" He held up his arm and pointed to his wrist. The same bracelet was wrapped around his wrist. "I probably would have noticed you in the crowd with those beautiful red curls."

"Normally it's wavy. I took a shower in the morning and didn't use a blow-dryer." I avoided his question and held my hair in the light so that he could see. "I guess by now you should have realized my name…"

"Nope. Not a clue." He answered.

" It's Scarlet. Scarlet Guarlyn." I waited for his reaction.

"Wait…. You're the girl who got a bunch of medals at the awards ceremony!" He stared at me more intently. I looked away, even more surprised.

That was not the reaction I thought I was going to get. I had done a lot of crazy things this year and most of my classmates teased me for being so weird. I was so devoted to school and after school activities, I made up my own wacky events and clubs. Eventually rumours spread and I was the laughing stock of the grade. I couldn't even talk about it at home because my two older sister have experienced way worse. Despite all of the drama, I still got the best grades in my grade and ended up getting a lot of awards. But still most people recognize me as the weird girl who doesn't talk all that much if it didn't involve school.

"Uhhh, yes, that is me…" I mumbled and looked down at my hands. My nails had been painted ocean blue by my sisters. I unfolded and refolded my hands over and over again. The boy chuckled and smiled sympathetically at me. "Why are you laughing?" I asked him.

"Well, I know what you're thinking. I don't recognize you for the wacky stuff you did this year. I looked at the positive side of you." He placed a hand on my shoulder. I gawked at him then looked back down at my hands.

"Then you're the first in the entire grade who understands me…." I sighed and folded my hand again. "What's your name?"

"Aaron. Aaron Branner." He answered.

"Well Aaron Branner, it was nice talking to you but I have to go." I lied and got up. He grabbed my wrist.

"Wait, I know I just met you but, I would like to get to know you." He said. His grip was hard.I look at him, astonished.

"Why? You're a jock. I'm a nerd. We are nothing alike." I responded and tried to jerk free. He tightened his grip.

"That doesn't mean anything." He gazed into my emerald eyes. "I still want to know you. Not the one that everyone describes as a crazy lady."

My cheeks flushed. "I-I-I'll think about it." I stammered and tried to jerk free again. Nobody had ever said that to me before. "Now can you let go?"

"Oh! Right, here." He shook his head in realization and let go of my wrist.

"No, no, it's alright." I sighed and massaged my arm. He got up and looked at me. By the looks of it, I'd say he's about half a foot taller than me.

"Aaron! What are doing over there!?" A girl shouted and waved from the campfire. "Come and join the fun!"

"Well, I guess I have to go…. Here's my number. Text me whenever you want. I'll wait." Aaron scribbled his number neatly down on a tiny sheet of paper. "Nice meeting you." He shook my hand and went back to the group of popular boys and girls.

"You'll wait? You would really do that for me? In that case, I have to go home right now and text him!" I mumbled in excitement.

I had finally gotten my first friend! And a really nice one! I started to run back to my stuff. My slippers hit the soft sand and dirt. Soon I forgot all that happened this morning, and instead thought about what Aaron had said.

"I'll wait."