A/N: This is my first attempt at fanfiction so I'd appreciate any constructive comments that you might have. I won't request a certain number before I update, I'd just appreciate any advice you could give. Thanks and hope you enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: All characters, places, names, etc. belong to Higher Ground.
CHAPTER ONE
"Scott, phone call." Peter Scarbrow had interrupted the Cliffhanger's study hour. "You can take it in the lodge."
Scott looked up questioningly, but followed Peter without a word. Peter led him back to the lodge and then headed to his office to give Scott some privacy.
Nearly an hour had passed since Scott's phone call. Peter headed toward the boys' dorm to make sure everything was okay: Scott had taken off before Peter had a chance to talk to him.
"Hey guys" announced Peter as he entered the dorm. "Where's Scott?"
"He's not with you?" questioned Auggie. "Yo, he never came back after his phone call."
Peter was worried. "Well if he comes back tell him to stay put." Peter walked out and headed for the grounds of Mt. Horizon. He was sure Scott was blowing off some steam. His students usually only received bad news from home.
Sure enough Peter found Scott shooting baskets by himself in the dark. "Everything okay?"
Scott glanced at Peter and then turned to the basket and easily sunk a foul shot. "Yah." He rebounded the ball. "My dad had his assistant call me. My mom was in a car accident." He dribbled up for a foul shot. "She's dead. Guess I'll need a pass or something for the funeral." He easily sunk another foul shot.
Peter stepped in front of him and grabbed the basketball. "Talk to me Scott. Are you okay?" Peter was genuinely concerned.
Scott glanced up at Peter and averted his eyes quickly. "Yah, I'm fine."
"Look at me Scott." Scott looked Peter in the eye. "Don't shut me out."
"I'm fine Peter." Scott grabbed the ball from Peter and continued shooting baskets. "My dad wants me home for a week."
"I'll get a pass ready." He paused. "Scott, if you need to talk, I'm here for you, anytime man." Scott didn't look up. "Alright, lights out. We'll talk in group tomorrow. Get to bed."
Scott turned to leave and then hesitated. "Thanks Peter," and with that he continued on to the dorm.