Novel & Cerita Highschool Sweetheart Meaning

He ran his hand over the picture, thinking of his daughter, knowing how lucky he was to have her. Taren and Abby's mother, Scarlett, had been high school sweethearts, the typical high school "it" couple. He had been the football jock and she a cheerleader. In high school, he played every sport and Scarlett either competed, too, or was in the stands or on the sidelines, cheering. They had fallen in love and he asked her to marry him in their senior year. The plan was to get married and then go to college together- but plans change.

I was still in a pool of thoughts on how she new about everything, not wanting to interrupt her, I let her speak. She seemed lost in thought as she continued. “One was my high school sweetheart. James, he was kind, and sweet, and wholesome, and good-looking. He was a star athlete at our little high school.” She smiled as she described him, obviously remembering him fondly. “Everyone thought we would end up together.” I nodded, wondering about the other boy. She sighed deeply before continuing. “The other boy, Jade, was a rebel. He had dark aura and he appeared dangerous, and handsome-as-sin.

“Okay, Lara. It’s senior year. Juilliard is just around the corner. Let’s do this.” Rockwell is a private, exclusive school for Highview Valley’s elite. Everyone here has the designer clothes, the expensive vacations, and the latest cars. We’ve all grown up together, navigating this glittering, suffocating bubble of privilege. As I make my way toward the school, a familiar, obnoxious voice cuts through the morning air. “Lara Daniels in the house! Looking as gorgeous as ever!” I turn to see Hector, predictably loud and shameless, grinning at me like he owns the world.

Sarah’s dad has passed away years ago but his number is still there. Mike was a bit annoyed seeing this because he can’t find his name in contact, so he dialed his number. His eyes widened seeing what she had saved his number as-MY HEARTACHE. He darted up at Sarah who was still sleeping sound. The word MY grabbed his attention. There goes the butterfly in his stomach again and the betraying muscles on his legs. ‘She thinks I’m her’s!!!’ She didn’t use the word MY other than for her mother and father. He was a heartache but he was her heartache.

Silky, blonde hair cascaded down her back, framing a face with emerald eyes that made her look like a fucking wet dream. It was too bad my heart already belonged to my uncle's fiancée. “So,” she turned to me, eyeing me from head to toe before settling on my face. “Tell me everything about this, Hannah. And I want to know only the truth because there's no way I will be played for a fool again.” Fair enough. “Hannah was my high school sweetheart.” I cleared my throat lightly. As much as I enjoyed having her eyes on my body, this wasn't a conversation to be taken lightly. “We got engaged two years ago before my father died.”

Scarlet walked through her high school halls in a daze, hardly aware of where she was. She felt as if she were walking on air. She couldn’t stop re-living her night with Sage; his energy still lingered with every step she took. For the first time, she was hardly bothered by all the kids around her, swarming in every direction, she could barely hear the noise. She didn’t even care. Because now, for the first time she could remember, her heart was full. She was madly in love with Sage. Completely obsessed with him.

"I'm scared. You didn't see how aggressive Emily was earlier. She looked like she wanted to kill me. Her mom didn't watch the road, and Emily blamed it on me. I'm afraid she'd blame you for producing the report for me. That would be a headache." I stayed silent, staring at James. The answer was clear as day. "She won't," he said, shredding what little dignity I had left. Everyone at the hospital knew I was his simp. I'd crushed on him for ten years. When his company tanked, I gave him every penny I had to get him back on his feet. When he made it big and women swarmed him, I never let go. When he proposed, I said yes without a second thought, thinking my devotion had finally paid off.

“You’re my first love, Kitty. You’ve always been the one. I never stopped loving you.” Kitty. The nickname hit me like a freight train, and my eyes dropped to the engagement ring on my finger. The three carat diamond ring glistened in the dim light of the hallway. I had always thought it was simple, elegant, and perfect—just like Ethan had claimed our love to be. But now, with my world crumbling around me, I realized that his nickname for me didn’t belong to me at all. Because the engagement ring had the engraving on the inner band: ‘kitty’.

I rolled my eyes, “so now everytime I smile, it has to be about a woman?” “Uh, yeah. Investments don't make you smile like that.” He studied me, so who’s she? A new assistant? Only assistants get close enough for you to catch feelings.” “It’s nothing, Nate. Drop it.” “Oh, I will—eventually. But not before I find out who’s got my man’s heart.” I sighed, shaking my head. “She’s not new….remember Brittney? From high school?” His eyes widened. “You’re joking.” I smirked, “I’m not.”

Sharp-eyed netizens quickly identified Adeline, and the story spread like wildfire. "Wasn't Adeline Shaw already engaged? But not to you - to someone named Henry, right?" “He was just a company employee before catching Adeline’s eye. They were engaged, but why is she taking photos like this?" "What's this drama?" "Adeline and Bryan were childhood sweethearts - guess you can't fight true love!" “He's still a homewrecker. They were engaged! Not satisfied with that? Definitely a homewrecker!" Some users even dug up news of my grandmother's death.