Ok, here is chapter two. I know that I've been gone for a while and I have't really written anything since like, what, last year? Yeah, it's been a long time. But all i'm gonna say is that I've been dealing with stuff, so that has kinda stopped my writting flow I guess. Also, the slight lack of motivation from you awesome reader/writers out there and not really telling me what you all wanted to happen next in "NTY" or had any other request ideas so that didn't really help me come back faster either.

But oh well, I'm back now, and hopefully for a while with no disappearences. I hope you all at least somewhat like this new story of mine, and like I said, it means a lot to me when you wonderful people read/review or even PM me your comments and/or ideas that you'd like to state or see happen next. So, without any more waiting, here is the next chapter of "Nothing's Impossible".

*The song for this chapter will be "Battle Scars" by Lupe Fiasco (Another thing that I do not own, btw everyone :P )

Chapter 2

Scott's POV

... I wish I never looked, I wish I never touched,

I wish I could stop loving you so much

Cause I'm the only one tryin' to keep us together...

... I wisht that the good out weighed the bad

Cause it'll never be over, until you tell me it's over...

I can't stop looking at my tattoo that was inked on my forearm by the best tattooist around, Tori. But don't tell Bud that, I like his work, but I just seem to like Tori's just a bit more. It's part of one of my favorite songs, "Battle Scars", that I have on my iPod. Funny how one little tattoo can mean so much to someone and explain a big story.

"Scott, let's go. The train is going to be coming in about 10 minutes." Four says from the kitchen where he and Tris are washing the dishes from our breakfast.

"I know, I'm almost ready." I yell from my bedroom down the hall. As I bolt into the kitchen to get a water bottle for the day, I go up to Four and secretly tell him in his ear, "We are still on for training and tattoos later, right?"

He just looks at me with a smirk on his face. "You're on." and with that he flicks my ear and Tris cathes him right after he did it too.

"Guys, come on. Scott, you're gonna be late. Move it." she tosses me my water bottle, and I'm out the door and running through the halls to the tracks in a matter of seconds.

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Going to school for only seven hours a day is something that gets the better of everyone. Whenever you turn the corner to avoid someone or a group of people who think that are better than everyone else, and then there is always others like that, or slightly like them, around the next. I'm just glad that I have music as my first class of the day. That is one of my favorite classes, right next to art, of my schedule here at Faction High. There is always something that happens in a day that I can either draw or play music about to express my thoughts when I don't really talk in school much.

"Yo, Scott. Where's your girl at?" my best friend, Damien says, as he walks over to me at my locker with his arm around his girlfriend, Sam's, shoulder while we just laugh and do our normal handshake.

"No idea. I just got here. Should be here in a little while I guess." I tell them after I throw my basket ball in my locker. I'm actually kinda surprised that thing fits in there.

We walk off to our separate classes until we have science together; Damien, Sam, Shay and I, right before lunch. Who would've thought that all four of us would actually have at least one class together. I wouldn't have, thats for sure, I don't know about them though. So, as I mind my own business while everyone else talks to eachother and I'm just reading a book, someone puts their arms around my neck. I'm about to turn around and punch them, that is, until that person puts there mouth near my ear and whispers "Sup, Scott"

I turn my head around as much as I can while im trapped in there arms, I can just barely see Shay with an evil yet playful smirk on her face. She winks at me, and right before I lean back and tilt my head up to kiss her, someone talks. "Alright guys, save it for another time." We both look forward and see out teacher, Mr. Jackson looking at us like we were doing something terrible. Shay and I just laugh and take our seats next to each other at out lab desk, where we have different chemicals and tools lined up along each of the 8 desk around the room.

"Fine," we say at the same time. Then, just because it's me, I make some smart remark. "Teach us whatever you need to, but that's not gonna be helpful for me for what I have planned for another time." and I say that last part when I look at Shay with a smirk on my face. She slightly blushes, and just continues writing notes from the front board into her notebook for the assignment.

"Scott Ea..."

"Shut up." I cut him off. I never let one of my teachers say my full last name because I don't want people to know who my parents are and go around saying that I look nothing like them and make some stupid comments. But I do think that I shouldn've have told my teacher to shut up out loud and so aggressively.

"That's it. Go to the office. I'll be calling them and let them know that you're on your way. And from there they will decide what to do with you." he says as he dials the office's number on the phone and looks at me while he waits for someone on the other end to answer.

I scoff, slam my books closed and just carelessly shove them into bmy bag. When I get up from my chair, I didn't realize that Shay had her hand on mine until I look at her, with still angry eyes, and see some hurt in her eyes. Only then when I look down I see her hand slowly falling back to its place on the desk and I regret aggressively pulling my hand from her grasp. However, I'm still kinda mad, so I kind of angrily say "Sorry," without looking at her as I zip up my bag and slam the door shut after I leave the room on my way to the front office.

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As I wait in the front office for Four, aka, my Dad, I just sit there drawing up a new tattoo that I want to get later after my private training lesson with him.

"What did you do this time?" I look up and see someone that deffinitely isn't my dad. Tris, aka, Mom.

"I made some smart remark to a teacher, then I told him directly to shut up." I say looking back at my drawing. I hear her sigh, and through my peripheral vision, I see her put one of her elbows in her hand with her arm across her chest and her eyes closed.

She doesn't look up when she says, "Let's go." and she starts walking to the doors and back to our car in the parking lot. I shove my sketch pad and shove that into my bag too, and angrily walk to the car and sit in the front seat and put my headphones in and play music loud enough so I don't hear what she has to say, mostly about what happened in school.

Suddenly, I feel one of my ear buds beig pulled out of my ear, and I look around and see that Tri-Mom, is lookig at me with an annoyed look. "You didn't hear a single word I said did you?"

I shake my head while I look out the window, waiting for the red light to turn green.

"Scott, you need to listen to me. But you obviously won't do so in the car, so I'll waiting until we get back home and you and your Dad will talk while I'll be picking up Steven from the middle school ok?" Again, I told say anything, just nod my head and put my headphones back on, but before I press play on my iPod, I hear her sight for the second time today, and we star driving again. But I really jsut keep thinking about Shay's face and slight pain she must have felt and i just angrilly took my hand away from hers and didn't even apologize to her face.

Now it's my turn to sigh, and just close my eyes, tapping my feet to the beat of the music.

End that's the end of chapter 2. I hoped you like it and I also hope that its a long enough chapter to sort of amke up for the long abscence from the fandom world and the awesome people that inhabit it, lol. Ok, you all know the drill by now, I hope. Read, review, PM me, and until next time, Later! :D