Hey y'allz...as you read from my name, you'd realize that I'm an original *NSYNC writer. But after watching the exciting lives of Higher Ground, I decided to write a fanfic on it.
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Well, here goes! This story takes place after the 22 episodes of Higher Ground.
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DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters or the Higher Ground people used in my story. (No kidding I don't)
Patching Up the Unfinished
"We're going to get caught, one of these days." Shelby Merrick smiled as she pulled
away from his gentle lips.
"I don't care, then let us be caught." A deep voice replied before he pulled her back into a kiss.
"All that money for this school and yet, the Janitor's Shed can't be improved." Shelby chuckled, entwining her fingers into his ruffled blond hair.
He couldn't help but laughed at her comment. He took a step back, with his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, thinking that this moment cannot be better. Everything seemed to be looking up in his life, after having the chance to talk to his mother again, and picking up the pieces of the broken relationship with his dad. He looked at her long blonde hair, her cloudy blue eyes- all of her. The cloudy blue eyes that he was able to clear up. He broke into her strong brick walls that she had, protecting her. An act- you might call it. Everyone looked at her as "The" Bitch, but to him, she was an angel. His angel. The only person that he could connect with.
"What? Why are you looking at me all funny?" Shelby got impatient as he smiling as he looked at her.
"Cause you're beautiful." He simply answered.
Shelby shyly blushed, tucking her long hair behind her ears.
Suddenly a creak was heard as light poured into the shed. Ezra Friedkin and Daisy Lipenowski entered, wearing PFDs.
"Ahh...and what are we lovebirds doing here, in these wee hours of the morning?" Daisy teased, taking off her PFD.
"Scott! Shelby! I am shocked to find you two here? Might I ask, what were you two doing?" Ezra sarcastically stated, acting like he was surprised.
"Things that you'll never do, Freakin." Shelby threw one back at him.
"Oh...now that is going to take time to heal." Ezra pretended a bow had hit him straight in the heart, as he whimpered in pain.
"I would get out of here if I were you, Scott. Peter's looking for you." As Daisy threw a last glance to them before she took off into the lunchroom for kitchen duties.
Ezra followed her as she took off, leaving Shelby and Scott alone in the Janitor's Shed again.
"I wonder what Peter wants this time." Scott sighed, walking from the corner they were in.
"Maybe it's another progress report." Shelby smiled, joining him in the center of the shed.
"I guess I better go." Scott returned a smile, walking towards her.
"The door's that way." Shelby laughed, pointing the other way.
Scott Barringer embraced her as it muffled her laughs. She clenched her hands on his vest, treasuring every moment of it. She's never been loved, she's never experienced being cared for. Last year was a hard year, when she's first met Scott and problems with her Stepdad. It was hard for her when Scott couldn't accept her past; but they managed to get through it together. But things started looking up by the end of last year; all her worries disappeared: Jess wasn't getting hurt anymore, Scott understood her past and her Stepdad was history.
Scott reluctantly pulled away and sheepishly smiled. A smile that Shelby cannot turn away from. He fingers lingered on hers as he approached the door. He took a deep breath and stepped out of the Janitor's Shed, leaving Shelby there.
Scott ran his left hand in his blond ruffled hair, his fingers entwining in his curls. He looked around to find Auggie Ciceros walking towards him.
"Hey meat, where ya going? We have kitchens." Auggie spoke up, stopping Scott in his mid tracks.
"I gotta see Peter first." Scott explained, pointing to his office.
"Aiight." Auggie departed after doing a manly handshake to his friend.
Scott stepped into the lodge and found his way to Peter's office. His mind cautiously wondered why he was called as he saw another figure in the room. He sat down underneath the sign, "Peter Scarbrow's Office". His mind pondered why he had to be talked to. His piercing blue eyes paced back and forth at the clock and the office. Every time he was called to talk to, something bad happened. Last time, it was Child Protective Services; a sometime ago, it was his Dad and Elaine coming for a visit. He shuddered at the thought of that sick woman.
"Scott? Earth to Scott!" A familiar masculine voice was heard.
Scott shook off his thoughts and looked up, to find Peter outside of his office.
"You wanted to talk to me?" Scott abruptly blurted out, following him into his office.
"Yeah, sit down." Peter shut the door and paced to his desk.
"So am I in trouble or something?" Scott asked sarcastically.
"Actually, no...this is just your progress report. You've been doing increasingly well, since you've enrolled here. You're doing very well in your classes and your participation is excellent. I'm proud of you, Scott." Peter cocked an eyebrow.
Scott smiled in recognition of his accomplishments.
"Also, with such great progress, you're granted to go home for the weekend. Of course, we will not force you to do so. If you're up for it, you'll be leaving tomorrow. If you're not, you can stay." Peter added.
Scott smiled as he heard the words, "Going Home". He would have never thought he'd would hear those words here. But will going home do him good? Even though Elaine is gone, will he have a hard time dealing with the terrible memories? Will going home mend he and his dad's relationship? Questions sunk into his deep skull.
"You don't have to give me your answer now, you can tell me by tomorrow morning." Peter saw Scott's face expression, seeing that he had trouble deciding.
Scott nodded as he exited Peter's office. A part of him wanted to go home, for he has longed it for so long. But the other part of him was in fear that the old memories would return and that he would have trouble dealing with it. Even though Elaine wouldn't be there to bother him, the memories were still existent. He slowly paced into the kitchen, for it was the Cliffhanger's day to do kitchens.
"FOR THE LAST TIME TWIG, I'M NOT DOING THE POTS AND PANS! I DID THEM YESTERDAY!" A feminine voice was heard that brought a smile to Scott's face. It's times like these that makes him realize how great it is to have went to Horizon and met these great- yet weird- people.
Shelby ran out of the kitchen as Juliette Waybourne chased he with gloves on and a wet sponge in her hand.
"SHELBY!" Juliette whined the way a prom queen would when given such a dirty job.
Shelby didn't look where she was going and crashed into Scott. He couldn't help but smile as Shelby ended in his arms.
"Oh Scott, you're here. Do you think you can wash the..." Juliette began.
"Not a chance, Jules." Scott smirked, walking into the kitchen and putting on his apron.
"Hey, you seem like you're in a good mood. What did Peter say?" Shelby asked, returning to her chores in the kitchen.
"Just a few encouraging words on my progress report." Scott forced a smile, but it was obvious to Shelby that he had something else on his mind.
"Then what's wrong? You don't look so happy." Shelby tried to catch Scott's eyes to see what was clouding it up.
"Peter said that, since I'm doing better, I can go home for the weekend." Scott explained.
"That's great! Then what's wrong? (She grasped it abruptly.) Is it about Elaine?" Shelby lowered her voice.
"I don't know. I just don't know..." Scott reached his left hand to his neck and rubbed it as he was tense.
Shelby nodded and decided to leave Scott alone for him to think things through. She knew that once he was ready to talk, he'd go to her. She continued rinsing the dishes as her mind pondered about the downfalls of him going back home.
"Trouble in paradise?" Daisy sarcastically stated, helping Shelby out.
"I don't know." Shelby stated boldly as the hot water splash onto the plates.
A silence formed among them and she decided to speak up, for Daisy has always been a great listener.
"Peter gave Scott permission to go home but he doesn't know if he should go." She muttered underneath her breath.
"How does that concern you?" Daisy asked politely, making sure her tone didn't sound offending.
"I don't know, but what if things change between him and I when he comes back? What if something causes us to be apart?" Shelby turned off the water and turned to Daisy.
"In two days? Shelby, it's not like you to worry about something this tiny. You've live through more drama than that." Daisy teased.
"I don't want to hold him back from anything, neither do I want things or people to hurt him." Shelby glanced over at Scott as he adjusted his apron.
"Shelby, you can't protect him forever. You and Scott have been through so much already, what is two days apart going to do to you guys? Let him decide and just hope things go the way you want them to. You really have nothing you can do about it." Daisy patted her friend on the back and went off to the cafeteria for ice cream.
I hope you're right, Dais.. I really do. Shelby thought to herself before she followed Daisy out the kitchen.
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