Hi, readers! I was REALLY bored, so I decided to make a one-shot for scolla, for 3 reasons!
1. I'm bored.
2. I LOVE Scolla!
3. There aren't enough Scolla stories on here...
Disclaimer: You SHOULD know by now, I don't own Lemonade Mouth, nor do I own its characters! :P
On with the storyyy! :D
Scott sighed, and got ready for bed. School was tomorrow, and he had a soccer tournament afterwards, so he needed his rest. He got into his soft, king sized bed, and tucked himself under the warm, soft blanket. He thought about her all the time… when he first realized it, he couldn't believe himself… he soon got used to the idea, and decided to accept the fact that he, Scott Pickett, had feelings for Stella Yamada, the invincible.
~School the Next Day~
Stella yawned as she tuned out the voice of her English teacher, clearly not caring whether she would do badly or nat, as she always did badly. The only thing she was decent in, was Math. As she sighed and put buried her head in her arms, she thought about why Scott was staring at her while she was getting her stuff from her locker. She decided she would keep it to herself and wouldn't tell Mo, because she was afraid it would worry Mo, or even worse, hurt Mo. She shook of the thought, and decided to talk to him after school.
This is going to be a long day… thought Stella. She rolled her eyes, and drifted off to sleep as she heard her teacher say, "Miss Yamada, are you paying attention at all?"
~End of School, in the Parking Lot~
"Hey, Pickett!" Stella's voice rang through the empty lot, as she walked around in search for a particular boy. She caught sight of him, and sprinted over.
"What's the deal? I caught ya staring at me earlier, ya know." Stella insisted, clearly determined to find out what was bugging the brunette. Ever since he had decided to help Lemonade Mouth at Rising Star, the whole band had warmed up to him, though Charlie was still giving him a little bit of the cold shoulder.
"Well…. Uhhh… I know this is sudden but…. I… k-kinda…" Scott stuttered, trying to stall as much as he could. "Come on, Pickett! Spit it out… neither of us have all day, here!" Stella said, tapping her foot impatiently.
"Alright, alright… well.. I kinda like you…" The tapping stopped... "Uhhh… Stell?" Scott waved his hand in front of her frozen face. She blinked twice, then said, "Ahhh, well… I'm not sure if I quite like you… I can't do this to Mo… I'll talk to her about it later…" Stella didn't want to hurt Mo, she was one of her best friends, and Mo and Scott just broke up about 3 months ago.
"Sorry.. I'll get back to you later about it.." he nodded patiently, and as soon as he bobbed his head down twice, Stella made a sprint for the bus stop.
~Stella's House~
Stella grabbed her laptop, and signed into Skype. She saw Mo was online, and immediately video called her friend.
"Hey Stell, what's up?"asked Mo, who was looking down at something white.
Probably homework. Thought Stella, unsurprised.
She would never video chat before doing her homework.
"Well…" Stella told Mo the whole story, and was expecting Mo to start crying a little bit, or at least letting out a sigh, but all Mo did was bob her head in a nod once in a while.
"And the thing is…. I'm sorry… but I might like him too…" Stella added when she finished. Mo nodded and said, "Well, it's your life, your choice. Go for it, Stell." Stella smiled and said, "Thanks, Mo." They both grinned like there was no tomorrow.
~The End~
Soooo? What'd ya think? :] Sorry if it's too basic, or boring, I was ITCHING for something to do... :] Review and tell me what'cha think! :D That always makes my day!
Love,
The Angel of Randomsity