***I do not own Shelby or Scott, but I do own everyone else.*** ***This is the sequel to Daised and Confused, I strongly suggest you read that first.*** ***And just a note to the readers who like Daised and Confused. I just want to say I hope you like this sequel. It will have plenty more humor, more of Shelby, and definitly more of Scott and Aimee. O, and much more. Enjoy. =D. yours truly, 'author' and lovin' it, Jessica aka 'LipBomb'.

CHAPTER ONE

It has been just less than six monthes since Aimee had seen Scott. She sat there in the little Star Bucks sipping her coffee, going over what had happened between her and Scott, what had happened in her last six monthes in Canada. She wasn't in love with Scott anymore. She didn't know how she felt anymore. She contemplated whether or not she should go back to her old apartment and find Scott, but in the end she decided she wouldn't. She believed that if fate wanted them to be together-to be friends, then fate would bring them together. If not, then their friendship wasn't ment to be. In the mean-time, she would hang out, maybe get a job or something. She planned to just stay over her friend's house for now. Aimee stayed there until she finished her coffee. She finished, got up and left. She didn't know where she was going from there. She decided to call her friend and see if it was ok to stay over. She took out her cell and dialed the number. "Hi!' answered a sweet, cheery voice. She always answers her phone with hi, not hello. "Um...hey, Claire?" replied Aimee.

"Yep." answered Claire.

"It's Aimee. And I was wondering if I could stay over your place for a little while." said Aimee.

"Oh, yea, sure, no problem." replied Claire. "Is there any problem at your old apartment?"

"Um...no...it's just...I'll tell you later." said Aimee.

"Um, ok. So how long are you planning on staying?

"Um, I...don't know."

"Oh...well, that's ok."

"I'm sorry, Claire. You can just kick me out whenever I'm not welcome anymore."

"No. That's just rude."

"No. It's rude for me to practically drop myself at your step."

"But you didn't."

"I said practically."

"Look, Aim, it's ok, so just drop it."

"Ok. I'll see you later."

"Alright. Bye."

"Bye." Aimee hung up her phone. She didn't know what she was going to do all day. And what to do with all her luggage. She had a few friends that worked in different places in Boston. She wondered if any of them would hold her stuff for her until she needed them. She glanced around. And then, she saw him. "Man," she thought. "I guess fate really wants us to be friends." She walked across the street lugging her luggage with her. He was turned away talking on his cell phone. When Aimee got across, he had already hung up. Aimee tapped on his shoulder. "Hey stranger." she said. He turned around, and automatically there was a smile on his face.

"Hey!" Scott hugged her. "It's been so long, how the hell are you?"

"Um, yea, I'm doing good." answered Aimee, nodding her head, yes.

"Hey, why don't you come over, we can catch up."

"Um, sure, just, uh," Aimee put up her finger. "one sec." She walked over to the side, taking out her cell phone. She dialed Claire's home apartment phone number. The message machine came on. "Hi, it's Claire, I'm not home right now, but if it's important you can call my cell phone, otherwise, you know the drill, bye!" After the beep, Aimee left a message. "Um...hey Claire, it's Aimee. Uh, it turns out I don't need to stay over anymore, something kind of came up, I guess. Um, so I'll talk to you later. Bye." Aimee puther cell phone back in her bag. She turned back to Scott. "Ready?" he asked.

"Yep, let's go."

"Here, let me help you with your bags." he took one of her two bags.

"Thanks." Aimee smiled. They walked the short distance to where Scott parked his car. Aimee sat down in the car as Scott put the bags in the trunk. Scott sat down in the car and drove away. During the short ride, Aimee told Scott about her last six monthes in Canada. They got to the apartment building. They got out of the car and took out Aimee's bags. Scott unlocked the the door to the building. They walked up the long flight of stairs to the top floor where their apartments were. Scott took out his copy of Aimee's apartment key and unlocked the door. Aimee went in first. She stood there, looking around, smiling, as Scott put down the bags. Scott stood up and looked at Aimee as she was staring around, he did the same, wondering what she was thinking. "I've missed this place." she said, answering Scott's thoughts. Not knowing what to say, Scott remained silent. "Hey, let's go over to your place." suggested Aimee.

"Yea, sure." said Scott. Scott closed the door behind him as he followed Aimee to his apartment. Scott unlocked his door and they went in. They saw Shelby sitting on the couch watching something on t.v. She turned her head to them as they came in. "Hey." she said.

"Oh, hey, i forgot you were here." said Scott. "I'm so sorry."

"It's ok." replied Shelby. She looked at Aimee. "Oh, look who you found on the street."

"Yea, Aimee just came back from Canada. Oh, do want anything to drink?" Scott asked Aimee. "A Vanilla Coke?"

"Uh, yea. Sounds good." answered Aimee.

"Ok, have a seat." Scott motioned to the space next to Shelby as he walked to the little kitchen. Aimee walked nervously to the couch. Shelby moved over and patted the space next to her. Aimee nervously smiled and sat down. She focused on the t.v, not knowing what she was watching. Shelby sat there just staring at her. Aimee turned her head, startled to see Shelby looking at her, "What?" Aimee asked.

"Nothing." said Shelby. Aimee turned her attention back to the t.v. What the hell was she watching?

"Your not, uh, still?" asked Shelby.

"Uh, no." replied Aimee. "I'm over Scott.I guess it was a really strong crush."

"Ok, good." said Shelby turining her head to the t.v.

"Um, what are you watching?" asked Aimee.

"Ocean's Eleven"

"Ooo. Your watching a movie."

"Yea."

"Sorry, I couldn't figure it out." Scott came back with Vanilla Coke and pop corn too. He sat down on the other side of Shelby. "Here." Scott gave Aimee a can of Vanilla Coke.

"Thanks." said Aimee. Scott handed the popcorn to Shelby since she was in the middle. Aimee took a few pieces of pop corn. After a few more pieces she did something-pretty daring if you think about it. She didn't know why did it but she did. She threw a pice at Shelby. "Hey." said Shelby, she kept on watching the movie. Aimee threw another piece. "What's your problem?" she threw one back. They threw more at eachother, then Aimee threw a piece at Scott. "Hey, that's a big waste of osme good popcorn." said Scott.

"Shut up." said Shelby, laughing. They threw more at eachother and Scott. After a while, Scott slipped out and into the kitchen to make more popcorn for himself-to eat. But somehow they got to it. So in the end, Scott joined them. By the end of the afternooon, they were on the floor cracking up in a sea of popcorn. Aimee took some popcorn out of her hair and started eating it. Shelby started laughing again. "Uh, I think I should go now." said Aimee.

"Yea, uh, I'll...walk you to the door." said Scott.

"Thanks, but I think I remember where it is." replied Aimee.

"I insist." said Scott.

"Ok...whatever floats your boat." said Aimee. She wlaked to the door with Scott. when they got there Scott opened the door. "Listen, I think what you did over there, with the popcorn, was really great." whispered Scott.

"It was nothing, I felt like throwing popcorn." replied Aimee.

"No," said Scott. "It was something. No one ever gets that close to Shelby that fast, people are usually scared of her."

"Well, I'm not." said Aimee. "I have a way on people, that I can get past the smoke screen pretty easily."

"Yea, you should tell Peter." said Scott"

"Who?" asked Aimee.

"Nevermind. I'll talk to you later." rplied Scott.

"Alright, bye." Aimee took a handfull of popcorn off the floor. She turned to Shelby who was sitting on the floor, picking popcorn out of her hair. "Hey, Shelby." Shelby looked up at Aimee. Aimee threw the popcorn at her. They laughed. "I'll see you later."

"Bye." said Shelby. Aimee took another handful and brought it with her. Scott closed the door behind her. He turned to Shelby. "I like her." said Shelby. Scott smiled.

Aimee went into her apartment. For the rest of the day she ate, watched t.v, unpacked, and called people to catch up on things. By the end of the day she went to sleep, pretty happy she came back.

***Well, this is the first chapter. I hope you liked it. There will be way more to come.