Disclaimer's in Chapter 2, thanx to all my loyal reviewers! I love you
guyz! I've had requests for longer chapters, so hopefully this is what you
guys want (it took me forever compared to my other chaps to write this.
Hope you all appreciate it!)
Just a reminder: *means flashbacks/memories* **means thoughts**
Chapter 17
**Thanks a lot, Scott. Just leave me behind. I don't care.** But she did care, a lot. She was mad at Scott and he was mad at her and she didn't like it one bit. She hated when they fought, even though she never showed it. She'd perfected keeping her feelings hidden. She'd had to, during her months on the streets. She looked over at Scott, who was still hugging his mom. **I wish I could do that with my mom.** She thought wistfully.**
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Scott pulled away from his mom. "It's good to see you again, Scott," she said to him. She looked over his shoulder. "And is that Shelby?"
Scott looked at Shelby, who seemed to be staring into space. "Yeah," he said. She glanced at him and looked away just as quickly. **And she's still mad at me.** He thought sadly.
"It's nice to meet you, Shelby," Scott's mom said. She wasn't sure if she should shake Shelby's hand or hug her or what, so she didn't do anything.
**She probably doesn't want to touch me.** Shelby thought. She forced a smile and said, "Nice to meet you, too."
Scott could feel the tension around them building. He reached for Shelby's hand, hoping she wouldn't create a scene by pulling away. To his surprise, she didn't. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye but didn't say anything. His mom had been feeling the tension, too. "Let's go get your bags so we can go home." She smile slightly. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm sick of this place." Scott and Shelby smiled tiredly and Scott's mom could see that something wasn't right between them. She was thankful they were willing to set aside their differences for a while. **I hoe they can work things out.** She thought as they walked to the baggage claim. **They make a cute couple.**
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(30 minutes later, in Scott's mom's car)
Scott and Shelby were both asleep, on opposite sides of the backseat of Scott's mom's Toyota Corolla. They'd fallen asleep almost before they'd left the airport. Even while they were sleeping, she could feel the tension between them. She sighed. They would be at her house in about twenty more minutes, and she was going to let them rest at least that long. **Maybe I'll leave them in the car until they wake up.** She mused, and just as quickly vetoed that thought as she read the temperature off a sign for F&M bank. **104 degrees. Thank God there's no humidity here. If I left them in the car, they'd roast.** She said to herself as she pulled into her driveway and shut off her car. **I guess I'll just have to wake them up.**
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"Shelby, Scott, wake up. We're here." Someone was talking to Shelby, but she couldn't decide who it was. **Who the heck is that?** She knew the voice was familiar, but she couldn't place it. She opened her eyes slowly and saw Scott's mom standing over her. She yawned, stretched and sat up. Glancing to her left, she saw that Scott was still asleep. She stepped out of the car and into the blistering heat. The trunk was open, so she grabbed her two bags and walked into the house.
Scott woke up slowly. He was stiff, from sleeping on the plane and in the car. He got out of the car, grabbed his bag out of the trunk and followed Shelby and his mom into the house.
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(Shelby in her room)
Unpacking hadn't taken her too long because she hadn't brought much with her. She'd planne dto leive out of her duffel anyway. She lay down on her bed as her mind and body drifted somewhere between sleep and consciousness.
*"My mom called this morning," Scott said. "She wants me to come visit her."
"So are you gonna go?" Shelby asked.
"If you come with me."*
*Scott knelt in front of Shelby, who was crying. "Shelby, what are you crying? She said you could come."
"I'm relieved. And happy."
"Me, too."*
**We were so happy and now I've blown it.** Shelby sighed and fell asleep.
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(Scott in his room)
Scott hadn't even bothered to unpack. He'd had too many thoughts running through his head. **Should I go talk to her? Or leave her alone?** He pushed himself off his bed. **Might as well go talk to her. It can't hurt. Can it?**
He crossed the hall to Shelby's room and started to open the door...
Ha! I got you all! You guys are gonna have to give me at least 5 reviews (maybe 6?) to get an update. I know this is torturing you, Colly E., but I can't help myself. Things will be resolved soon, I promise!!!! Anyone have suggestions for Scott's mom's last name? I can't come up with anything that sounds decent. And if there's anything you guys want to see in my story, let me know, I just might put it in!
Just a reminder: *means flashbacks/memories* **means thoughts**
Chapter 17
**Thanks a lot, Scott. Just leave me behind. I don't care.** But she did care, a lot. She was mad at Scott and he was mad at her and she didn't like it one bit. She hated when they fought, even though she never showed it. She'd perfected keeping her feelings hidden. She'd had to, during her months on the streets. She looked over at Scott, who was still hugging his mom. **I wish I could do that with my mom.** She thought wistfully.**
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Scott pulled away from his mom. "It's good to see you again, Scott," she said to him. She looked over his shoulder. "And is that Shelby?"
Scott looked at Shelby, who seemed to be staring into space. "Yeah," he said. She glanced at him and looked away just as quickly. **And she's still mad at me.** He thought sadly.
"It's nice to meet you, Shelby," Scott's mom said. She wasn't sure if she should shake Shelby's hand or hug her or what, so she didn't do anything.
**She probably doesn't want to touch me.** Shelby thought. She forced a smile and said, "Nice to meet you, too."
Scott could feel the tension around them building. He reached for Shelby's hand, hoping she wouldn't create a scene by pulling away. To his surprise, she didn't. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye but didn't say anything. His mom had been feeling the tension, too. "Let's go get your bags so we can go home." She smile slightly. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm sick of this place." Scott and Shelby smiled tiredly and Scott's mom could see that something wasn't right between them. She was thankful they were willing to set aside their differences for a while. **I hoe they can work things out.** She thought as they walked to the baggage claim. **They make a cute couple.**
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(30 minutes later, in Scott's mom's car)
Scott and Shelby were both asleep, on opposite sides of the backseat of Scott's mom's Toyota Corolla. They'd fallen asleep almost before they'd left the airport. Even while they were sleeping, she could feel the tension between them. She sighed. They would be at her house in about twenty more minutes, and she was going to let them rest at least that long. **Maybe I'll leave them in the car until they wake up.** She mused, and just as quickly vetoed that thought as she read the temperature off a sign for F&M bank. **104 degrees. Thank God there's no humidity here. If I left them in the car, they'd roast.** She said to herself as she pulled into her driveway and shut off her car. **I guess I'll just have to wake them up.**
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"Shelby, Scott, wake up. We're here." Someone was talking to Shelby, but she couldn't decide who it was. **Who the heck is that?** She knew the voice was familiar, but she couldn't place it. She opened her eyes slowly and saw Scott's mom standing over her. She yawned, stretched and sat up. Glancing to her left, she saw that Scott was still asleep. She stepped out of the car and into the blistering heat. The trunk was open, so she grabbed her two bags and walked into the house.
Scott woke up slowly. He was stiff, from sleeping on the plane and in the car. He got out of the car, grabbed his bag out of the trunk and followed Shelby and his mom into the house.
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(Shelby in her room)
Unpacking hadn't taken her too long because she hadn't brought much with her. She'd planne dto leive out of her duffel anyway. She lay down on her bed as her mind and body drifted somewhere between sleep and consciousness.
*"My mom called this morning," Scott said. "She wants me to come visit her."
"So are you gonna go?" Shelby asked.
"If you come with me."*
*Scott knelt in front of Shelby, who was crying. "Shelby, what are you crying? She said you could come."
"I'm relieved. And happy."
"Me, too."*
**We were so happy and now I've blown it.** Shelby sighed and fell asleep.
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(Scott in his room)
Scott hadn't even bothered to unpack. He'd had too many thoughts running through his head. **Should I go talk to her? Or leave her alone?** He pushed himself off his bed. **Might as well go talk to her. It can't hurt. Can it?**
He crossed the hall to Shelby's room and started to open the door...
Ha! I got you all! You guys are gonna have to give me at least 5 reviews (maybe 6?) to get an update. I know this is torturing you, Colly E., but I can't help myself. Things will be resolved soon, I promise!!!! Anyone have suggestions for Scott's mom's last name? I can't come up with anything that sounds decent. And if there's anything you guys want to see in my story, let me know, I just might put it in!