Invisible Ties
Chapter
Authors Note : This is truly happening because of the love and support my previous story brought forward. Any new readers. I suggest you look into the first story before tackling this one. Thank you.
Langston threw on his Scotts Body Shop Ravens hoodie. Dark wash jeans and grabbed his car keys.
"You are not leaving me here." A voice stated matter of fact.
"I wouldn't even try. We've got to go." Langston replied.
"I'll be right there." The teenage girl insisted. As she pulled on his shirt from hours earlier and went into the bathroom for a quick shower.
Claire Mathews. Was supposed to be off limits. She had only been in town 2 years. But within a few months.
Her and Langston were glued to each other. Their relationship had to remain a secret. She was her parents only child and dating wasn't an activity they supported.
Especially with Langston being a Scott. It was better that no one knew.
Soon Claire re appeared dressed and looking sad.
She hated having to leave him. At school they had to act like they didn't know each other.
Claire reached to his chest. Had wild black hair. Grey eyes. And curves.
"Two more years then i'll be free to live life how i want. With you." Claire proclaimed.
Langston leaned over and kissed her again.
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Landon knew what he wanted to do and become. He was 15.
He planned to serve his country and join the army at 18.
Then have college paid for fully. He wasn't sure what he wanted to study. But he was determined and focused on making a difference.
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Lastly there is the youngest Scott child. Alaska Morgan Scott.
For short the people closest to her called her Allie.
She was 10. Smart. Loved fashion. Basketball. Was a combo of both her parents.
And very protected by her older brothers.
She was her mom's mirror image.
Alaska wanted more then to be known as the only daughter of Brooke and Lucas. Or Langston and Landon's little sister.
She wanted to be seen as her own person.
"Langston is driving me to school." Landon announced.
Once he was down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Everyone sit and eat. This is family time." Brooke instructed. Looking to her children.
"You're mom is working late at the store. I'm late at the office."
"Who is going to be here to have dinner with you're sister.?" Lucas asked. Looking to his sons.
"I don't need a baby sitter. I'm 10 practically a teenager." Alaska proclaimed.
"Not for 3 more years." Brooke added in.
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