OldManWong said
Jarred listened to the announcement as he got out of his car, running late due to the fact that the side of hair he slept on stuck up like a beacon of attention. Everything about him screamed brooding rich boy to the greatest extent; his Mercedes car, his brand-name clothes, the flashy aviators that hung from the collar of his shirt. His day was not turning out well though he was made reminiscent of last year's victory. An enjoyable triumph. Then he saw Ariella, intercepting her on the side-walk with a smirk, "Hey, looking forward to the challenges? A little bit of a masochistic spree if I ever saw one." He teased, though it was quite obvious he liked her, he almost never talked to anyone, but he did occasionally talk to Ariella exclusively.
Ariella closed her locker as soon as she turned around she bumped into the one guy that she has been having a crush since freaking freshman year and she hasn't had the freaking strenght to talk to him, well flirt with him, because they are friends, his name is Jarred. He is so cute and every girl wants him, well almost every girl. "Hey.... And oh really? You guys are lucky, I didn't participate in last years challenge. But guess what? This year I am. Psh, good luck, buddy." She smirked at him, as she flipped her hair cutely hitting his face and bumping into his shoulder with her own, but she had to tippy toe to bump into his shoulder because he was taller, but it was all playfully, nothing serious. Ariella giggled as she walked away to her class. He looked so cute today. But her outfit probably didn't stand out, basically she was wearing high waisted jeans, a white tanktop, her white vans, and her hair was straight like a line. Maybe this year Ariella can ask him to the dance or something? It is the boys who are supposed to but she dosen't think Jarred sees her that way. Sad sad. Ariella stopped turning around and going to the water fountain to drink a bit of water, Jarred was close so he could talk to her if he wanted.