Scott's World-CH. 14
Shelby walked across the campus as the other cliffhangers were sitting around the picnic table.
Daisy, "Is it just me or does Shelby seem to have a spring in her step?"
David, "Holy shit, is that a smile on her face? She must have just had an orgasm or something."
Auggie, "Man shut your mouth before I shut it for you."
Ezra, "David's right guys, she does seem to be unconsciously turning up the sides of her mouth. I wonder what lit her light."
Juliet, "You guys can sit around here and ponder all you want but I'm going to go find out." Juliet took off running after Shelby. "Hey Shelby wait up."
Shelby turned around and waited for Juliet to catch up. "You seem like you're in a good mood. Care to share the joy?"
Shelby folded her arms in front of her body and tilted her head to the side. "Now Juliet you know I don't share Scott."
Juliet squealed and jumped up and down. "You and Scott are back together? I'm so excited for you."
"Well let's just say that things are starting to look up. He has agreed to talk to me."
Juliet was indeed happy for her. She wanted Shelby to have the same find of feeling that she shared with Auggie. They both walked back over to the picnic table so she could just sit and stare at her guy cut the grass.
Shelby sits and stares with a dreamy look in her eyes. "My he moves just fine."
Ezra rolls his eyes and says, "It was more exciting when they were butting heads.
Sophie notices the loafing of the cliffhangers and decides to find something for them to do. They grudgingly disappear to different areas of campus.
Scott had finished cutting and edging the main campus area and Sophie had given him his next chore to do. Paint the wooden fences. He'd been at it for several hours until Sophie called him in for lunch. Roger took over and gave him 5 minutes to eat. For the second time today Scott shoved his way to the front of the food line. He hurriedly sat down and starting to consume his food. Shelby took the opportunity to run over and see if she could get some of his attention.
"You look beat. They really have you working hard."
"Yea and I only have 5 minutes to eat."
Roger comes over "Ok lets go Scott, back to work."
"But I didn't even get enough time to eat," he said in protest.
"You should have thought about eating instead of talking then. Let's go." He grabs Scott up and pulls him away from the table as Scott anxiously tries to shove as much as he can in his mouth. Shelby sits in disappointment at another failed attempt to communicate.
This was the longest day of his life Scott thought. He was totally exhausted and every muscle in his body ached. He was drenched with sweat and he was wondering when the sun was ever going to go down. He knew what Peter was trying to do. He wasn't going to let Peter brake him. Know matter what Peter could dish out, he was going to suck it up and be the winner here. It all turned into a game to him. This was the final game of his life and no matter how hard the other team played, he would come out victorious. It seemed like an easy enough strategy. All he had to do was to remember to put one foot in front of the other and press forward.
The dinner hour finally came but he was to exhausted to eat. All he wanted was to lye down horizontal somewhere just anywhere. Shelby came up behind him and quickly whispered in his ear. "Tonight after lights out by the pond." She left just as fast as she approached. Scott stood there trying to comprehend what just happened. Things were getting a little cloudy in his head. Did Shelby just say something to me? The next thing he knew were things in the dinning hall started spinning and then everything went black.
Scott woke up in the medical cabin with Peter and Sophie standing over him. It hurt his eyes at first to adjust to the light.
Peter, "Well did we work you hard enough or are you just trying to find the easy way out?"
"I can take whatever you can dish out."
"There is no doubt in my mind Scott that you can but remember what I said early this morning?"
"You said a lot but why don't you enlighten me."
"Eat a good breakfast. From the reports that I've heard, you didn't eat breakfast and you hardly ate any lunch. That's why you became faint."
"Well I would have eaten lunch if amazon man didn't pull me outside to do some more work."
"Well the news from the nurse is that you are also dehydrated. If you've noticed you've got an I.V. in you arm giving you some fluids. That needs to stay until the bag is empty and then we can take it out. Why don't you just get some rest and we can talk later."
Scott looked at Peter and said, "You didn't win."
"Oh really. The race isn't over yet. We're just shoulder to shoulder. I plan on pulling ahead tomorrow." Peter just grinned and thought this kid is smarter than I thought.
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High up in the Colorado rockies in a whole other life style lived the infamous wealthy family in there luxurious muti-millon dollar estate by the name of Barringer. Edward was a very powerful man who believed that money could get you anything. He had 2 sons and a daughter. Marshall, Martin and Monica. He was such a controlling man that he even disowned one of his sons, Martin for not living up to his expectations. His wife Lydia lived in pain and remorse for what her husband had done 17 years ago. She loved all her children and excepted them for who they were. Why couldn't Edward have the heart to realize the mistake he made many years ago. Edward was adamant about passing on the Barringer name. He could no way retire or live a peaceful life without having an heir to pass on the family name. The problem that he was facing was that his children only produced females. Two girls for Marshall and 1 for Monica. After Monica's daughter was born 20 years ago, she had complications, which forced her to have a hysterectomy. Marshall's wife just never seemed to be able to have children after the two girls.
All three generations lived in the huge mansion and shared daily meals together. Marshall and his brother-in-law worked for Barringer Enterprises and frequently discussed business at the dinner table.
Marshall, "Father, my meeting down in New Mexico was a success. I think that the one large company is willing to sell their shares to us. I met an interesting acquaintance while I was there."
Edward, "Go ahead, who'd you run into down there?"
Marshall wasn't sure how the old man would react but he knew that it would probably make his mother happy. "I ran into Martin's wife Susan."
"You know that we don't mention that name in this household," he said angrily.
"Why don't we mention his name Grandfather? Isn't he my uncle?" said Lilly, Monica's daughter.
"You don't understand Lilly. Martin could have had it all. We had his life all planned out for him and had a suitable girl picked out for him to marry. She was the daughter of the Charleston's and a marriage between the two would have resulted in a company merger. Because Martin decided to live his own life and marry that pregnant socialite Susan, than he threw his whole life and career down the drain. He could have had it all but he chose to defile me and disgrace the Barringer name. I lost the merger and my company almost went bankrupt. Luckily for Marshall and your father we were able to get the company back on it's own feet again and prosper."
Marshall, "I just wanted to let you know that she is remarried with the last name of Boyd and that Martin lives in Washington State. According to Susan Martin is going through his second separation."
"Good that deserves him right. If he'd just stayed with us than he might have had a more prosperous life." Lydia Barringer's heart was braking for the pain her youngest child must be going through.
"Are you ready for this next part? Remember after Susan had the baby and they called us and told us it was a girl? Well evidently they lied. Susan accidentally let it slip that Martin has custody of their 16 year old son Scott. After I questioned her about it she became flustered and tried to leave. It turns out that Martin thought you would try and gain control over his son if you found out that he had produced your first and only grandson. He knew you wouldn't bother him about a daughter."
"Well, well, it looks as if the tables have turned. He may have pulled the wool over my eyes for 16 years but they are wide open now. It's time I get to know my new grandson. Finally the Barringer name will go on."
To be conintued.
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Shelby walked across the campus as the other cliffhangers were sitting around the picnic table.
Daisy, "Is it just me or does Shelby seem to have a spring in her step?"
David, "Holy shit, is that a smile on her face? She must have just had an orgasm or something."
Auggie, "Man shut your mouth before I shut it for you."
Ezra, "David's right guys, she does seem to be unconsciously turning up the sides of her mouth. I wonder what lit her light."
Juliet, "You guys can sit around here and ponder all you want but I'm going to go find out." Juliet took off running after Shelby. "Hey Shelby wait up."
Shelby turned around and waited for Juliet to catch up. "You seem like you're in a good mood. Care to share the joy?"
Shelby folded her arms in front of her body and tilted her head to the side. "Now Juliet you know I don't share Scott."
Juliet squealed and jumped up and down. "You and Scott are back together? I'm so excited for you."
"Well let's just say that things are starting to look up. He has agreed to talk to me."
Juliet was indeed happy for her. She wanted Shelby to have the same find of feeling that she shared with Auggie. They both walked back over to the picnic table so she could just sit and stare at her guy cut the grass.
Shelby sits and stares with a dreamy look in her eyes. "My he moves just fine."
Ezra rolls his eyes and says, "It was more exciting when they were butting heads.
Sophie notices the loafing of the cliffhangers and decides to find something for them to do. They grudgingly disappear to different areas of campus.
Scott had finished cutting and edging the main campus area and Sophie had given him his next chore to do. Paint the wooden fences. He'd been at it for several hours until Sophie called him in for lunch. Roger took over and gave him 5 minutes to eat. For the second time today Scott shoved his way to the front of the food line. He hurriedly sat down and starting to consume his food. Shelby took the opportunity to run over and see if she could get some of his attention.
"You look beat. They really have you working hard."
"Yea and I only have 5 minutes to eat."
Roger comes over "Ok lets go Scott, back to work."
"But I didn't even get enough time to eat," he said in protest.
"You should have thought about eating instead of talking then. Let's go." He grabs Scott up and pulls him away from the table as Scott anxiously tries to shove as much as he can in his mouth. Shelby sits in disappointment at another failed attempt to communicate.
This was the longest day of his life Scott thought. He was totally exhausted and every muscle in his body ached. He was drenched with sweat and he was wondering when the sun was ever going to go down. He knew what Peter was trying to do. He wasn't going to let Peter brake him. Know matter what Peter could dish out, he was going to suck it up and be the winner here. It all turned into a game to him. This was the final game of his life and no matter how hard the other team played, he would come out victorious. It seemed like an easy enough strategy. All he had to do was to remember to put one foot in front of the other and press forward.
The dinner hour finally came but he was to exhausted to eat. All he wanted was to lye down horizontal somewhere just anywhere. Shelby came up behind him and quickly whispered in his ear. "Tonight after lights out by the pond." She left just as fast as she approached. Scott stood there trying to comprehend what just happened. Things were getting a little cloudy in his head. Did Shelby just say something to me? The next thing he knew were things in the dinning hall started spinning and then everything went black.
Scott woke up in the medical cabin with Peter and Sophie standing over him. It hurt his eyes at first to adjust to the light.
Peter, "Well did we work you hard enough or are you just trying to find the easy way out?"
"I can take whatever you can dish out."
"There is no doubt in my mind Scott that you can but remember what I said early this morning?"
"You said a lot but why don't you enlighten me."
"Eat a good breakfast. From the reports that I've heard, you didn't eat breakfast and you hardly ate any lunch. That's why you became faint."
"Well I would have eaten lunch if amazon man didn't pull me outside to do some more work."
"Well the news from the nurse is that you are also dehydrated. If you've noticed you've got an I.V. in you arm giving you some fluids. That needs to stay until the bag is empty and then we can take it out. Why don't you just get some rest and we can talk later."
Scott looked at Peter and said, "You didn't win."
"Oh really. The race isn't over yet. We're just shoulder to shoulder. I plan on pulling ahead tomorrow." Peter just grinned and thought this kid is smarter than I thought.
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High up in the Colorado rockies in a whole other life style lived the infamous wealthy family in there luxurious muti-millon dollar estate by the name of Barringer. Edward was a very powerful man who believed that money could get you anything. He had 2 sons and a daughter. Marshall, Martin and Monica. He was such a controlling man that he even disowned one of his sons, Martin for not living up to his expectations. His wife Lydia lived in pain and remorse for what her husband had done 17 years ago. She loved all her children and excepted them for who they were. Why couldn't Edward have the heart to realize the mistake he made many years ago. Edward was adamant about passing on the Barringer name. He could no way retire or live a peaceful life without having an heir to pass on the family name. The problem that he was facing was that his children only produced females. Two girls for Marshall and 1 for Monica. After Monica's daughter was born 20 years ago, she had complications, which forced her to have a hysterectomy. Marshall's wife just never seemed to be able to have children after the two girls.
All three generations lived in the huge mansion and shared daily meals together. Marshall and his brother-in-law worked for Barringer Enterprises and frequently discussed business at the dinner table.
Marshall, "Father, my meeting down in New Mexico was a success. I think that the one large company is willing to sell their shares to us. I met an interesting acquaintance while I was there."
Edward, "Go ahead, who'd you run into down there?"
Marshall wasn't sure how the old man would react but he knew that it would probably make his mother happy. "I ran into Martin's wife Susan."
"You know that we don't mention that name in this household," he said angrily.
"Why don't we mention his name Grandfather? Isn't he my uncle?" said Lilly, Monica's daughter.
"You don't understand Lilly. Martin could have had it all. We had his life all planned out for him and had a suitable girl picked out for him to marry. She was the daughter of the Charleston's and a marriage between the two would have resulted in a company merger. Because Martin decided to live his own life and marry that pregnant socialite Susan, than he threw his whole life and career down the drain. He could have had it all but he chose to defile me and disgrace the Barringer name. I lost the merger and my company almost went bankrupt. Luckily for Marshall and your father we were able to get the company back on it's own feet again and prosper."
Marshall, "I just wanted to let you know that she is remarried with the last name of Boyd and that Martin lives in Washington State. According to Susan Martin is going through his second separation."
"Good that deserves him right. If he'd just stayed with us than he might have had a more prosperous life." Lydia Barringer's heart was braking for the pain her youngest child must be going through.
"Are you ready for this next part? Remember after Susan had the baby and they called us and told us it was a girl? Well evidently they lied. Susan accidentally let it slip that Martin has custody of their 16 year old son Scott. After I questioned her about it she became flustered and tried to leave. It turns out that Martin thought you would try and gain control over his son if you found out that he had produced your first and only grandson. He knew you wouldn't bother him about a daughter."
"Well, well, it looks as if the tables have turned. He may have pulled the wool over my eyes for 16 years but they are wide open now. It's time I get to know my new grandson. Finally the Barringer name will go on."
To be conintued.
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