Disclaimer: I own Hannah Ponder and all other new characters

Disclaimer: we own Hannah Parkerson and all other new characters.

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Okay this is our story.  It is Scott & Shelby friendly! But involves a new character that we're pretty confidant you'll like.  It revolves around Hannah Parkerson, but we will get enough Scott and Shelby action in here..and no, she will not steal Scott.  That storyline is all too familiar, we know you all know that is soooooo true. PLEASE REVIEW

The Strong Are Saying Nothing

Chapter 1

                                "Where are you from?" Peter asked 16 year old Hannah.  He leaned forward in the chair.  Her green eyes studied him intensely.

                                "Nowhere." She said harshly

                                "Excuse me?" Peter asked.  He had never gotten that answer before.

                                "I used to be from somewhere.  I'm not from anywhere anymore." Her voice softened.  That was something he had heard one too many times.

                                "Well....you can be from here from now on." He said.  She had already been checked and had already received the speech.  "Have you had a chance to see the campus or meet any of the Cliffhangers?"

                                "No." she said.  "This isn't one of those places where they make a desperate attempt to make you normal,  is it?"

                                "I don't think you'll have a problem with that." Peter said

                                "Good.  Can we get on with this?" she snapped throwing her long wavy black hair over her shoulder.  It cascaded down her back..

                                "Fine, lets go." He said.  He took her to the dorm and then to the cafeteria.  Scott and Shelby had been caught after lights out again and had kitchens for a week.  Shelby was serving next to Scott.  She looked up and noticed that Ezra was 3 people down the line from her.  She never missed a good chance to bug him. 

                                Hannah walked into the cafeteria and stood watching the line.  She didn't want to get in it, but she didn't want to stand outside of it looking like an outsider.  A guy with brown hair called out to her.  She looked at him 

                                "You wanna cut?" he repeated.

                                "Yeah. Why not." She said.  She grabbed a tray and stood in front of him.

                                "Uh, I'm Ezra." He said leaning forward and smelling her hair. 

                                "How exciting for you." She said.  She thought he was doing something so she turned around.  He moved away and smiled.  She rolled her eyes.

                                "Um, what's your name?"

                                "I don't have a name, my parents didn't believe in giving names.  It's a long story, very tragic." She lied sarcastically.

                                O..k..." Ezra said and decided not to talk to her.  She went through the line.

                                Two people passed Shelby, she knew Ezra was up in line next.  Without looking up she said "So Freakin, what'll it be? Dry turkey or cold hot dogs.  Personally I would choose- - " she stopped when she looked up and saw a very familiar face.  "Why...Hannah Parkerson? What in heaven's name are YOU doing here? Did the fashion club expel you for breaking a nail? Or were you getting a little too hefty.  Gosh, you look like you're up to..dare I say 100? 105? I think - -"

                                "Shelby, stop." Scott said.  She looked at him.  He was right.  Shelby dropped two cold hot dogs on her tray. 

                                "Move right along little one" she said and began to serve the next person in line.  Scott held an apple in one hand and an orange in the other.

                                "Which one?" he asked  She gingerly took the apple.  "Don't worry about Shelby." He said quietly.  She nodded and went on to her seat.  After Shelby had finished serving everyone she went to go hang up her apron at the same time as Scott.

                                "Shelby," he said.  "Leave her alone.  It's her first day, she looks like she's been through a lot."

                                "Well thank you, Captain Obvious.  I'll get back to you." She said and tried to leave.  He grabbed her wrist

                                "Really, Shelby." She stopped trying to pull away and stood closer to him.

                                "If it'll make you happy, I'll leave her alone." She said.

                                "It will." He said.  "You know what else would make me happy? I mean...since we're on the subject."

                                "What?"

                                "You meeting me in your dorm in 15 minutes."  He said.  He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked away, looking at her for a few seconds while he was walking.  She leaned up against the wall.

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                                "I don't know what is  up with these kids, Soph! I've given Scott and Shelby kitchens 3 times in the past two weeks for being out after lights out plus the other kids..."

                                "Peter it's Spring." Sophie said

                                "Wow, thanks for the revelation."

                                "All I'm saying is that when Spring hits...hormones rage.  It's classic."

                                "And what do you propose I do about it?"

                                "I think it's time for you to refresh their little memories."

                                "You mean give them the sex talk."

                                "You got it."

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                                "Scott, quit." Shelby said.  She could say it but not make him.  She didn't really want to either.  He moved his hand out from under her shirt and down to her waist.

                                "Why." He said.  He didn't really mean it as a question to be answered.  He pulled her closer, urging her to lean into him.

                                "No, Scott." She repeated as he kissed her neck.  He was getting pretty daring with her.  His lips met hers.  He moved his hands to her bra.  She pushed him away.  "Scott, I said quit it.  We shouldn't be doing this." She said, hugging herself.  He sulked.  "Besides...we're gonna be late." She said standing up "And we're already in deep with Peter."

                                "Since when did you become so 'Holier than thou'" he asked.  She sat back down, but said nothing.  "I don't GET you.  It's not like you've never done this before."

                                "Excuse me Scott, not with someone I LOVE." She said getting angry

                                "Yeah, well then there shouldn't be a problem." He said.

                                "That's not fair, You know that I love you."

                                "I do not.  You told me ONCE.  And you could barely get it out then.  You know what never mind, what a waste of time." He said grabbing his jacket.

                                "Scott, don't be mad." She said.  What he had said was true.  He stopped.  He moved closer to her and put an arm around her.

                                "I'm not...I'm frustrated.  I just think we're old enough."

                                "I'm scared."

                                "Of me?"

                                "No."

                                "What then?"

                                "I don't know." She said.  "It's not that I don't want to." She said.  He turned his head  " I do! I just....like what we have right now.  I don't want something like sex to get in the way, and I dont want to be looking back on our relationship with regret because of one mistake we made."

                                Scott thought for a minute.  "Comprende." He said.  "Tell me about it on the way to class."

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