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Scarlet's P.O.V.

Two days had passed since Phil had left and it had been three days since he and Scott decided to take me into their home. Everything was going so wonderful. Scott and I never left the house. We spend the whole three days watching friends and eating munch.

"I'm so sick of all this food." Scott jumped beside me on the sofa. "Want to get changed? We'll go to subway."

"Won't it be closed?" I raised an eyebrow. "It's six."

"It's open till nine I think." He shrugged his shoulders.

"I will get changed then."

I rushed upstairs and rummaged through my stuff. There was nothing decent to be found. I ended up settling for skinny jeans, a cartoon top and converse.

"Come on." Scott was waiting for me outside in the car.

"Ready." I got into the front seat.

"I'll take you shopping tomorrow." He said after looking me up and down.

"But it's Valentine's Day." I told him.

"So?" He drove into the fast lane. "The shops will still be open."

"You don't have to, I'm fine with the stuff I have." I hate it when people spend money on me.

"That's it, we're going shopping tomorrow." He accidently honked the horn. "Opps. Plus, we'll get out the house."

"Fine." I sunk into my seat.

Scott's P.O.V.

"Happy Valentine's Day." I knocked on Scarlet's door. "Wake up you lazy shit."

"You know, I thought you were going to be nice for the day." She got out the room. "You know, take on the role of a father with his daughter. But your humour never leaves."

"My speciality." I bowed.

"I'm all dressed." She spun around. "You ready?"

"Yeah. I guess so." We walked to the car. "I hate shopping."

"Join the club." She moaned.

Scarlet's P.O.V.

"What about this?" I jokingly held up a thong and a bra. "I would look sensual."

"What happened to the father-daughter day?" He cringed in his seat. "Let's keep it that way."

"Fine." I picked up a top and knitted legging. "This?"

"That's more like it." Scott laughed.

"That's all I need." I said. I didn't want him spending money on me.

"Scarlet." He frowned. "Carry on shopping. I need to call Phil, to check up. I'll be in the car when you have finished."

Scott handed me a handful of money and walked away. I stood in the middle of the shop in shock. There was close to $300. I decided to get: two leggings; mahogany skinny jeans; hot pants; two tops with designs on them; a jumper; and a pair of boots. The whole thing added up just under $200.

I left the shop with two massive bags that attracted so much attention. It took around ten minutes for me to figure out where the car was. Even when I found it, Scott wasn't there. He left the car open, so I was able to put the bags in the trunk. I was on my tip-toes, trying to see if I could find Scott, when someone spun me around.

"Into older men now are we." Rick spat in my face. "He's going to stop caring about you too. Just like your father did, like your mother did, and like everyone else in the world did."

"Leave." I tried to ignore his words. "I don't want any trouble."

"Like someone as small as you could cause any trouble." A wicked laugh left his lips, along with the revolting smell of alcohol. "Now, I need more booze. Give me some money."

"You've got to be joking me?" I took a step back.

"You have a job don't you." He held onto my arm. "If you don't give me the money, I will find other ways of getting it off you."

"I'm not giving you anything." I tried to get out of his grip. "I have no money."

"I guess I'll have to sell a few things to get my money's worth." He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "My guys will pay loads to fuck you."

"What?" I shouted.

"Keep it down." Rick shook my body. "Your mother is getting worthless. They don't like her anymore."

"What have you done to her?" I don't even know why I was giving her sympathy.

"She's not as young, as pretty." He gave a horrible smirk. "And, of course, not as unused."

"Go to hell." I kicked him, and ran.

Just like Phil told me to do. I ran. My feet took me into the shopping centre. There was a massive crowd, Rick wouldn't be able to find me in there. That is a bad thing though, if he couldn't find me neither could Scott.

"Scarlet." Some grabbed hold of my arm again.

"Scott." I held onto him like my life depended on it.

"Hey sweetheart." He chuckled into my head. "What's wrong?"

"He showed up." I tried so hard to hold back sobs. "He grabbed hold of me, said all these horrible stuff. But then I kicked him and ran. I did what Phil said."

"Wait up a second." Scott started to get worried. "Who did?"

"Rick." My voice was back to normal.

Scott didn't reply. All he did was grab hold of my arm and drag me to the car. Rick was only just recovering from my kick.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE PLAYING AT?" Scott picked up Rick by his collar. "SHE IS FIFTEEN, A YOUNG ADULT, AND NOT SOMEONE YOU CAN THROW AROUND." Scott's fist met Rick's face, knocking him into the air a few inches.

"Please can we go?" I tugged on Scott's sleeve as I got in the car.

"Seriously, not to be offensive, but your family are dickheads." Scott roared as he speed down the highway.

"Tell me something I don't know." I forced out a laugh.

"What did he say to you?" He asked.

"Stuff jerks say." I didn't know if I wanted him to know what Rick actually said.

"Let your guard down once in a while dude." Scott gave a nervous laugh as he unlocked the front door. "When does school start, I want you to get your mind off everything."

"I don't go to school." My cheeks flushed red.

"Why not?"

"I dropped out in the beginning of this year. Someone had to look after those alcoholics." I shrugged.

"You don't go to school?" Scott rested his head in his palms. "We're getting you signed for school on Monday. You can take tomorrow off."

"Erm," I didn't know how to respond. "Thank you?"

"No problem." He looked up at me. "If you need anything just say, we'll go get it. What grade will you be in?"

"High school." I thought for a moment. "Sophomore."

"I'll ring up the school now, it should be open." He got his phone. "You can go place your stuff."

I walked into my room and started placing the outfits. The wardrobe was slowly starting to fill. I was grateful that Scott was going to sign me up for school. I needed qualifications. After around twenty minutes Scott came into my room.

He looked amused. "The school want you to go in tomorrow to fill your details in and check which lessons you should be in."

"Awh." I smiled at him. "You're coming with me right?"

"Of course I am." He ruffled my hair. "Don't want the kid to be alone now, do we?"

"Nope." I shook my head. "What are we going to do for the rest of the day?"

"Some of the guys are coming round tonight, so is Nat and Amy too." His face lit up. "I haven't seen them in a while. You can stay up here or come down and meet them."

"I'll meet them if I have to." I gave an awkward smile. "I'm not much of a people person though, I'll warn you now."

"You'll be fine." He walked into the kitchen with me. "They'll be here in two hours."

"What shall we make to eat?" I nudged him.

"Ordering pizza tonight kiddo." Scott put the kettle on.

"Name wise, apart from Nat and Amy, who is coming?" I asked

"Zack, Kofi and Dolph." Scott told me. "You'll get along fine with them."

"I hope."

Scott's P.O.V.

Scarlet and I talked for the next two hours. I didn't know a fifteen year old could be so wise and opinionated. Before we could start on a new subject Natalie and Amy walked in.

"Hey Cabana." Natalie walked into the kitchen. Scarlet managed to hide behind me.

"What'cha hiding there?" Amy pointed at my back.

"This here is Scarlet." I moved so they could see her.

"Hey." She raised a hand.

"Hello, sweetheart." Nat pulled her in for a small hug. "I'm Natalie."

"I'm Amy." Amy hugged her too.

"Scarlet." Scarlet nodded her head.

"How do you two know each other?" Amy asked.

"Well, that's a long story." Scarlet narrowed her eyes at me.

"Yeah." I took the hint. "Maybe some other time." The doorbell rang just in time.

Scarlet's P.O.V.

That was awkward, good job the bell rang. Natalie and Amy seemed like nice people, they were covered in tattoos just like Phil though.

"Wazzzaaaaap." A guy with bleach blonde hair screamed as he walked in. A guy with brown hair and a guy with dread locks walked in after him.

"S'up Scott?" The guy with brown hair jumped on the couch.

"And friend." The guy with dread locks gave me a thumbs up.

"Hello." I said with more confidence with this time. "I'm scarlet."

"Dolph." The guy with bleached hair said as he walked past.

"Zack." The brunette winked.

"Kofi." The guy with the dreads said why hitting Zack.

"Nice to meet you all." I said to all five of them.

"How did you meet Scott?" Kofi asked.

"It's a long story." It sort of was, so I wasn't lying.

"What have you guys been up too?" Scott saved me.

Everyone sat and talked for a while. Well everyone apart from me. I sat on the floor with my knees tucked into my chest listening to everyone. They knew each other so well, I wish I had that. It was around midnight that everyone left apart from Amy. They were going to stay for the night.

"Bye Scott, Amy, Nat and the new girl." Dolph shouted on his way to the car.

"Phil wants to go on Skype." Scott said, checking his phone. "I'll get the laptop."

"I've missed Phil." Amy told me.

"How do you know him?" I asked.

"We've been friends for years. I used to wrestle." She smiled. "We've been dating for a few weeks now though."

"He seems like a nice guy." I shrugged.

Scott walked in with the laptop and Phil on the screen.

'Hey guys'. He said to Scott and Amy. I sat on the sofa watching them. After twenty minutes of talking Scott called me over.

"Phil wants to talk to you." He said.

"Hey Phil." I waved at the camera.

"Hey kid." - Phil

"How are you?"

"I'm good. I heard about what happened. How are you feeling?" – Phil

"I'm good too. I managed to find Scott."

"Watch out for yourself. I'm glad you remembered what I said." – Phil

"It stuck with me. Guess what?"

"What?" – Phil

"I'm starting school."

"Good for you kid. I've got to go now. Sleep tight." - Phil

"Bye Phil."

We closed Skype and Amy went to sleep in Phil's room.

"What do you think of everyone?" Scott asked.

"Natalie seems so nice. Dolph is really loud, so is Zack. Kofi is calmer but nice. And Amy. I don't know, I just need to know her better." I told him.

"She is nice. Takes her time to warm to people." Scott yawned.

"Time for bed." I jumped off the couch. "We have to be up early in the morning."

Scott's P.O.V.

Scarlet woke me up at nine in the morning. Amy had left earlier on. We got changed, had breakfast then drove to the school.

"Hello Scarlet." The head teacher said when we sat in his office. "This must be your father."

"Erm," Well this was awkward. "I'm her guardian."

"Well Mr.-" He waited for me to say something.

"Colton." I said.

"Mr. Colton." He gave a nod. "There is no trouble taking her into the school." He turned to Scarlet. "What six subjects will you be taking?"

"I would like to take." Scarlet thought for a moment. "Biology, psychology, maths, modern world history, art and. I don't know actually. What do you think Scott?"

"How am I meant to know kid?" I shrugged.

"Pick a subject." She moaned.

"Photography." I told her. "I'll go with the art."

"And photography." Scarlet turned to the head teacher.

"I've got those down, there shouldn't be a problem doing these." He handed me some forms. "I need you to fill these out Mr. Colton."

I took five minutes filling out the form. "What's your phone number Scarlet?"

"My phone?" She raised an eyebrow. "I didn't take it from the house. Plus it doesn't work."

"Never mind then." I handed him back the forms. "We'll sort that out later."

"That'll be all then." The man stood up. "You will receive an email to your fathers- sorry guardians- account of your daily timetable. I'll be looking forward to seeing you on Monday."

"Bye." We both awkwardly waved at him.

Scarlet's P.O.V.

Scott and I laughed all the way home at the fact the head teacher thought he was my dad.

"So, my daughter. What would you like to eat?" He mimicked.

"Well, pappy." I played along. "I'm not sure. Anything you make is good enough."

"So we're having toast again." He said, making me burst out in laughter.

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