You were pretty popular at school. You said that to be modest. You were REALLY popular. Like the most popular girl at school.

But that of course, came with its issues. Like your haters. Fake friends. Enemies. Scara. Scara, Scara, Scara.

You hated him. He was always finding a way to tick you off. He was annoying, to say the least.

Often, you get invited to parties. But you normally decline, since you like focusing on your studies.

But not this time. This time around, you get invited to tons of parties, seeing that it’s graduation month and all. But one inviting especially caught your eye.

A pool party.

Childish, but classic.

You decide to attend, wearing your most fitting black bikini. You looked cute. And apparently, not only you thought so. Everyone’s eyes were on you.

You were talking to some friends while sipping some water, when suddenly, this guy comes up to you and your friends, and invite them to Volleyball in the pool.

You accept, and dive into the water, your friends following. As they decide who the teams are, you notice that Scara is also in the water. You didn’t even know he was at the party.

One thing leads to another, and you get paired up with Scara. You minded. You didn’t want to be with him. Not at all. But you both were good at volleyball, so you decide to give your teammate, Scara, a chance.

As you spike the ball, and win a point, Scara smirks.

“Not so bad, are ya?” He glances at you, quite amused.