For the people who asked for it! please R&R. It truly does mean the world!
"I-I had a really good time tonight beautiful…" Chris said in almost a whisper, while playing with the tips of Scarlet's small fingers. Their little lunch had turned into a walk in the park, which led to dinner, then another long walk. Chris didn't want to part ways, but it was midnight, and both Scar and Chris knew it was time she got home. Without thinking, Chris went in for his third kiss ever from Scarlet Robertson. She kissed back without any hesitation. She wanted this just as much as Chris did. They finished their long kiss, the dim porch light pouring onto them like a spotlight. Chris smiled. This was all he had ever wanted. Not any of the other girls he ever hooked up with just to get his mind off of his home life when school didn't do the trick. He genuinely wanted Scarlet. The sweetest girl in school that thought she was always going without notice. Little did she know, a lot of guys wanted her for more than just geography notes. Every guy that asked her to come by their house to "tutor" them, just wanted to get into her pants… to see what was under those oversized sweat shirts. Everyone knew she was a little underdeveloped in junior high but hormonal boys do anything to get what they want and desire.
"I- maybe you'd wanna do somethin' like this again tomorrow? After school?" he stuttered out. She smiled at him, a small blush evident in her cheeks. She nodded slowly. He kissed her forehead and They exchanged good nights. She slowly opened the door to her home. All the lights were off, meaning maybe they thought she was with a friend, so they weren't too worried and just went to bed. Now all she had to do was make it up the stairs without waking anyone up. She could do it. Suddenly the light flicked on. Her older sister and both her mother and father were sat in the living room. She was definitely in for it.
"Look who decided to come home." Her sister snapped. Who was she to talk? Scarlet thought to herself. Her sister was out past curfew almost every night her freshman year. And to think scarlet covered for her every single time…
"I-I…" Scarlet tried to form words but she couldn't. What was she going to say when her parents asked her where she had been? Say she was with a Chambers kid? HA. Though she had family in his neighborhood, no family's rep was as bad as the Chambers family. Plus her parents seemed to think everyone in their family could do no wrong. Oh gosh, she was DATING a Chambers. She had KISSED a Chambers. What was going to happen now? Scarlet had no problem with him being a Chambers, but her parents were a different story.
"We were worried sick! Who were you with scarlet?! Do our rules mean nothing to you? Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?" Her father's voice raised with every word. She gulped hard. Maybe she had made a bad decision, staying out that late the way she did, but why did he have to yell at her like that? she couldn't imagine how they would react if they knew the whole thing. Scarlet looked up at her parents.
"I'm in high school now! Why is it that big of deal?! You never yelled at Sandra this way when she got home late! Why is it so different with me?!" by the end of her small rant, Scarlet realized she was screaming at her parents. She clammed up like a little turtle going back into its shell. This wasn't like her at all. Her mother looked mortified. Scarlet looked at her feet. Why was she acting up like this? Maybe she did gain a bit of confidence. But maybe, just maybe she didn't gain it over the summer. Maybe she gained it when she finally got a boyfriend that day.
"Who do you think you're talk-" Her mother was cut off by the front door swinging open. A gust of wind followed. Scarlet had a weird feeling she knew exactly who it was, and they may know the stuff Scarlet didn't want shared.
"Scar, I know exactly where you've been all night." Her cousin, Ace Merrill's husky voice rang throughout the house.
