She was beautiful. That much I knew. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, both inside and out. Everything was so hazy these day's but she was my clarity. I remembered everything. Everything from her almost raven colored hair that flowed over her pale shoulders, How it was slightly more brown when you looked at it in certain lights. To the small dimples that only formed on her cheeks when she was genuinely smiling. Not that fake smile she gave to her friends or parents, but the one that only I had the privilege of seeing. She was mine and I was hers. I couldn't get her out of my head. She was all I thought about every day. My Olivia. A 27 year old high school art teacher, covered in tattoos with an uneventful life falls in love with an innocent 16 year old girl that is lives with her very strict parents.