"based on the novel the scarlet letter, I want you to write a four page personal essay by next monday" said george, mr andrews 'preferably'. I collected my things, knowing anto was about to take them off my hands in the next second or two. "let me" anto slung his bag on his shoulder and took my back with the other arm. I smiled in appreciation. Anto, my soon to be two year boyfriend was pretty close to perfectly amazing in every single way. The way his hair was tossed messily around as if he just woke up like that, the way his smile could bring any girl to swoon. His built BUILT bod! as in hes pretty huge. the way he cheats on me every other weekend, the way he thinks I don't know.. Well I guess that's all down to me, I don't exactly confront him. Yeah, my boyfriend is pretty darn close to perfect…