I Saw Her Standing There
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Title Song The Beatles Chapter Song Queen
Chapter Ten You're My Best Friend
Scarlett POV.
"Hello, Scarlett, Seth!" Miss N grinned and put an electric kettle on. It was the kind most college dorms have, but nobody else really does. I was glad she had one, though, because I always got a cup of tea out of it.
"Hey, Nancy." Seth smiled. I looked at him, curiously.
"Please, Seth, Miss N when we're at school!" She laughed. "I know Seth's mother, Scarlett. Have you met her? She's the sweetest, just like Seth, here. Seth mows my lawn during the summer."
I smiled and sat down in my usual seat beside the desk. Seth sat next to me.
"I haven't seen you since Wednesday, Miss N." I told her, putting mine and Seth's notices on her desk. She read them, then put them back down and returned to making tea.
"I know! Even then, we barely saw each other."
"You still haven't finished telling me about the Cold Ones."
I felt Seth go rigid beside me. I glanced at him, he looked like he'd just seen a ghost.
"You're friends with Seth, why hasn't he taken you to the bonfire yet? Billy Black tells the stories much better than I do!"
"Yeah, Seth, how comes I don't get to go to the bonfire?" I scoffed, then grinned, telling him I was kidding. I was trying to get him to relax.
"It's... um... not the time." He murmured. I frowned. What did that even mean?
"Oh, okay." I turned back to Miss N. "So, how do you spot a vampire out of a regular group of people?"
"Well, they're extremely beautiful, even more so than you, Scarlett." I blushed, Miss N was too nice for her own good, just like Seth and his mother.
"Are you a vampire?" I asked, she grinned at me.
"Oh, you're too kind, Scarlett! Anyway, they're as cold as ice, so don't touch them-"
"You'll turn to ice!" I grinned again, but before she could continue, Mitch came out of his office, rolling his eyes when he saw me.
"Come in, Scarlett. We'll deal with you first."
I walked back out, five minutes later, after being told I'm a bad person and I shouldn't spread my evil around. Seth stood up and walked in after me, brushing his arm against mine as he left. I felt shivers go up my arm when it happened. I tried to pretend that it had no effect on me, and sat down. He came back out ten minutes later.
"Do we have to go back to Chemistry?" He asked. He looked... off. He wasn't grinning, which almost never happened.
"Yes." Miss N answered for me. We said goodbye, and walked out of the office.
We walked down the hall, almost to the Chemistry classroom. I grabbed Seth's arm, and stood still. He could've easily pulled away, but he stopped, and turned to me, he didn't look me in the eye.
"We have to get back." He said, quietly. I rolled my eyes.
"Let's ditch."
"No-"
"Come on, I really don't want to go back there." I felt myself start pouting. I couldn't wait to roll my eyes at myself later.
"Fine." He cracked the smallest smile, and we walked to the door.
"And I can get my backpack tomorrow. I think I have Spanish homework, but I'll just steal Brady and Collin's answers!" I grinned, as we walked together, away from the school.
Well, 'together'. Seth was walking really quickly, and I was practically running to keep up with him.
Seth stayed silent. I was getting really worried about him. Maybe a little too worried...
"Seth, what's up?" I asked.
"Nothing."
"Seth, seriously, tell me." I grabbed his arm again, and he slowed down, to my pace. I breathed a sigh of relief. I almost had a stitch.
"It's nothing."
I was getting annoyed. I hated secrets and I hated when people didn't just say how they felt.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
"Seth Clearwater!" I demanded. He stopped and looked at me, but not in my eyes. He kept looking away. I frowned. I really liked looking into his eyes. "Tell me what's wrong, right now, or... I'll... I'll..."
Damn, I hadn't thought that far ahead.
"It's just... the principle..."
"What did he say?"
Mitch wasn't mean. He was enthusiastic when he got here. I broke him down. Sure, he's a little sarcastic, mean and generally uninterested in me, but he was better with everyone else.
"He started..."
"What?"
"He kept saying things about..."
"What about?"
It was so quiet and low, that I almost didn't hear it. I leaned forward, trying to hear what he was saying. It was making him so upset. I had to-
"You." He kept looking away. I didn't understand. Why would he care if Mitch was talking about me?
"What do you-?"
"He kept saying that you were a bad person and that people should stay away from you."
"Yeah, he always does." I tried smiling, but Seth wouldn't look at me.
"He shouldn't." He growled.
"I know, but, it doesn't change me at all. I'm awesome, you know it, I know it, Mitch sure as hell knows it." I grinned. He smiled, and looked at me.
"What should we do?"
"We could go to Port Angeles."
He furrowed his eyebrows. "Shopping?"
"Not for shopping, pfft." I scoffed. "To cause trouble, of course!"
"Of course." He laughed and we kept walking.
"To the bus stop!" I threw my arm up and started running.
We got to the bus stop quickly, and sat down. He was fine, I, of course, was panting and was thankful for the seat. He laughed as I took deep breaths. The bus pulled up and we climbed on. Seth, the gentleman he is, paid for the both of us. I ran to a seat, falling into it. He slid in next to me.
"Quiet today." I muttered, looking out the window. On the bus, it was us, two old ladies sitting in separate seats and a woman with a little girl.
"And to think, my truck's at home."
"I like the bus."
"I like my truck."
"Yeah, yeah, your trucks awesome." I rolled my eyes. "You're just bitter that you had to pay."
"Probably." He grinned. I put my head against his shoulder, but he didn't seem to mind. "You don't think that Professor Smith will mind us leaving?"
"Me? He'll be glad. You? Probably just glad one of his boys is having fun."
"You don't like Professor Smith?"
"Not really. I liked him at first, but he's sexist and I like voicing my opinion." I frowned, I felt Seth stiffen. I took his hand, and he relaxed.
"You look really pretty today."
"Thanks." I blushed a color darker than my skirt.
"You always look pretty, but you look really pretty today."
My face was very dark. I just looked at my hand in his. They seemed to fit together so perfectly. He traced my palm lines.
"You know Miss N?" I asked, not looking up.
"Yeah, Nancy's pretty good friends with my mom."
"Nancy." I giggled. "So, what can you tell me about vampires?"
"Not much." I swear he was holding his breath. He stopped tracing my palm.
"But you grew up hearing it!" I frowned, but didn't look up. "I think it's interesting."
"Really?" He relaxed.
"Yeah, I love stuff like that! I mean, could you imagine it? All things supernatural were real?"
"What's your favorite supernatural thing?"
"Superheros. Superman, preferably. Or X-Men."
"X-Men?"
"I like Professor X..." I thought of Edward and how he was always in my head. "...but in light of somethings, I don't like mind readers as much."
"Oh, really?"
"Now my favorite is Wolverine."
He stiffened again.
"Sure, he's a jerk sometimes, but he has claws, a cool beard and can heal super quick."
"That does sound like an awesome guy..." He relaxed and seemed happier than earlier. Wolverine must be his favorite too.
"Yeah, he is." I grinned. Seth put his arm around my shoulders. I smiled and shuffled closer. "You're so warm."
"Genes."
"Lucky. I'm cold blooded. I get it from my dad. My mom's always toasty warm and keeps the AC on all the time. I sit shivering in six sweaters."
"And you live in one of the coldest towns?"
"My mother and I like the rain." I wrapped my arms around his waist and closed my eyes. "Are you almost there?"
"Almost."
"Good."
"Scarlett?"
"Yes, Seth?"
"Don't go to sleep."
"Of course not."
"Scarlett?"
"Yes, Seth?"
"You fell asleep."
"Of course." I opened my eyes and sat up. I looked out the window to see that we were five minutes away. I stretched, almost punching Seth in the face. My eyes widened and my hands flew to my head. My hair would be standing up on end.
"What's wrong?"
"Everything." I groaned, rubbing my eyes.
I went back to flattening my hair, when Seth grabbed my hands. He held them between us, and kissed them. I smiled.
"You look beautiful."
I'd never been called beautiful. Not even by my parents.
"You too." I blurted out. He laughed and we stood up. I fell when the bus jerked to a stop, but Seth grabbed me before I hit the ground.
"Come on." He pulled me down the aisle of the bus.
"Let's go cause mayhem." I grinned. We said thank you to the driver and went into the mall.
"Okay, come on, we have to go to the McDonald's and eat and then we cause chaos!" I pulled him to a McDonald's and we sat down across from each other.
"I guess I'll go order?"
"What a gentleman! Get me a plain cheeseburger and a chocolate milkshake, pretty, pretty please with a cherry on top?"
"I'll be right back."
While he was gone, I collected straws and napkins. He came back with a tray and gave me my food.
"And to think, those losers just got out of school." I grinned, looking at the time on my phone. I put my phone back in my pocket and ate my food.
After a small, surprisingly un-awkward silence, I realized that Seth was staring at me.
"Dude, don't watch me eating." I said, drinking my milkshake. He snapped his head down.
"Sorry."
"What's up?" I asked, putting my fries in the middle of the table. He gladly ate half of them.
"This isn't a date."
Woah, that hurt. I knew that we'd never said it was a date or anything, but I certainly didn't hold my friends hands a whole bus journey or sleep in their arms.
"Okay." I said, pushing the fries towards him. I didn't want to eat. I felt sad, and I didn't know why. I never usually cared if a guy didn't like me.
"I just... I don't want our first date to be in a McDonald's."
Well, that was unexpected. I grinned, and he definitely noticed. He smiled.
"Okay." Well, that was high-pitched.
"What?"
"Nothing." Go down a few octaves, okay?
"Tell me."
"I thought... I thought you didn't like me." I rolled my eyes. You're becoming a Taylor Swift song.
"You couldn't have." He stopped smiling. He was deadly serious. He was worried that I thought he didn't like me.
"I-"
"I l-like you. I really like you."
I smiled and took his hand.
"Will you go out with me tomorrow night?" He asked, looking into my eyes. I could only nod. He grinned. We left McDonald's.
After changing outfits on mannequins and being kicked out of three stores for singing loudly, we ended up on a bench in the drizzle.
"So, where are we off to next?" He asked me. I looked around. I pointed to the bookstore and pulled him towards it.
We got inside and looked around. We looked at comics and at random books, and I found a very interesting book about the Quileute legends. I was busy reading about the pale faces, when Seth told me we should go. I reluctantly put it back and followed him back to the bus stop.
"Apparently, if they have black eyes, you keep away, because they're hungry." I told Seth, as we waited for the bus.
"I wouldn't worry about it." He muttered.
The bus pulled up, but this time it was busy. We got on, and Seth paid.
"I see a seat at the back." He told me. I looked to see where he meant, but I saw something he didn't.
Lexi.
She didn't see me. I realized that she was alone. Usually I was the one dragged out to Port Angeles with her. I prayed that our seats were away from hers. They were three behind and on the other side of the aisle. There would be no cuddling into Seth's shoulder tonight.
We sat down, and he took my hand. As much as it hurt, I knew I had to shake him off. I squeezed his hand, patted it, and crossed my arms. Mostly just to keep them to myself.
"What's wrong?" He asked. My heart started to swell. He really cared about me. My eyes flickered to Lexi, who was on her phone. I shook my head at Seth, and he dropped it, though I think he knew I was lying.
"Nothing." I lied through my teeth, and it hurt again. I didn't want to lie to him when he had such a concerned look on his face. He put his arm around my shoulder, but I shook him off again. I didn't even want to look at his face.
"Scarlett-!"
Everyone on the bus turned to look at us. Everyone. Lexi's eyes widened and she turned back around in her seat. I frowned and sat back in my seat. I turned and looked at Seth. He was staring out of the window, looking frustrated. That made my heart break.
"Seth, I'm sorry." I whispered, so quietly that I don't even think he should've heard it, but he did. He took my hand, wearily.
"Will you still go out with me tomorrow?" He looked hopeful and worried.
"Definitely." I told him, and his face lit up. He grinned and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me tight.
As comfortable as I was, I couldn't miss the glares we were receiving from three rows in front, on the other side of the aisle.
Next chapter will be their date! Also, I'm gonna change the summary, I think, so don't be confused. Hope you liked some fluff and some angst, next will be so much fluff!
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