FUMBLING TOWARDS ECTASY

FUMBLING TOWARDS ECTASY

Chapter 3: Not So Perfect

Rating: Rated PG13 for bad and sexual language

Disclaimer: Everything is owned by FFC, with the exception of this story. I take no credit for the show.

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, guys! Here's (as promised) chapter 3!

A Note for "Damara"-Whoa…can I say bitch? I said it sucked, and I don't mind negative reviews, but your review was extremely rude and immature. If it sucked so badly, why didn't you offer a tip(s) to make it better? You obviously do not know how bold every ff author on this site is. We post stories and have to deal with good and bad feedback, and extremely rude reviewers like you. So, until you start posting stories or giving me tips, you should have a little more respect for ff authors.

A Note for Kelly-Yup, Shelby was pretty nice in the past two chapters, but that's all going to change in this chap. You'll see the Shelby we all saw throughout the episodes.

Recap: CHAPTER 2-Shelby sees Scott on the docks and prepares to make her move in him

Shelby slowly made her way over to Scott, a million thoughts swimming through her head. Be you! No, wait. Don't. Just start talking cheerleader talk; he probably likes those kinds of girls. NO! Just be nice; that's who you are…you just never show it

As she stood behind Scott, her heart sank at the sight of him. He was hunched over, his head in his hands. Some girlfriend Queenie is. She's not even comforting him. I wonder what's wrong with him

Before she knew what she was doing, Shelby was pulling her arms around Scott's neck, holding him close.

Scott flinched a little, for he was a little shocked, but then his body relaxed to Shelby's warm touch. Wow, I never felt something before with Juliette. It was just numb. Now, all of a sudden, I feel this electricity between us!

Shelby buried her face against Scott's back, enjoying the moment. He must care about me, too!

"I was hoping you would come out here," Scott spoke up in a slight whisper.

Shelby looked up. Ohmygosh! He…he…he wants me!

When Shelby didn't answer, Scott turned around, his eyes dazed, his mouth in a slight grin to look at his girlfriend sitting behind him.

Shelby expected him to pull her in his arms and kiss her or something, but that surely did not happen.

Scott's eyes widened in anger, and his smile disappeared. "What the hell are you doing, skank?" he spat, brushing Shelby's arms off his back.

Shelby's light blue eyes clouded over in confusion. "Wwwhat?" she questioned. I thought he wanted me!

Scott quickly stood up, as Shelby forced her legs to the same. "I thought you were Juliette!" he yelled, his eyebrows scrunching together.

Shelby's mouth dropped. "You thought I was JULIETTE?" she repeated, slightly shaking. This can't be happening

"That's what I said!" Scott replied rudely, giving her a hateful look. Damn…I messed up!

"WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO DO?" he asked. "Do you REALLY think I'd screw a dirty ho like you?"

Shelby took a step back, stung by his words. Face it, he'll never care about you

"Well?" Scott asked through clenched teeth.

Anger then washed over Shelby. Who the hell does he think he is? "You looked like you need someone to comfort you since little Princess obviously isn't doing the job!"

Scott's eyes were now so fierce and full of fire, Shelby began to feel a little scared. But she did not back down.

"You have NO right to call me ANY name because you know NOTHING ABOUT ME!" Shelby screamed, her face turning red, her eyes almost as angry looking as Scott's. "You may be the shit back home, Scott, but here, no one gives a damn about how many touchdowns you scored!"

Scott stepped towards Shelby, looking as if he might explode. "YOU LITTLE SLUT! JUST HOW BAD DO YOU WANT ME? HUH?"

Shelby squinted her eyes. "Sorry, preppy boys aren't my style," she answered smugly.

Scott shook his head. "So when you put your arms around me a second ago, it was a gesture, of…what? Friendliness? No, it WASN'T! You want me so bad, and you're pissed off 'cause I'm not turned on by USED CARS LIKE YOU!"

"I DON'T care about you!" Shelby lied. "I NEVER HAVE! YOU'RE JUST A DUMBASS FOOTBALL JOCK WHOSE FAVORITE FAN IS HIMSELF!"

That little bitch! No one has EVER called me that before! Scott angrily kicked the bench to release some of his anger.

Then he turned back to Shelby, hatefully. "YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME!"

He turned to walk away, but then thought twice. "YOU'RE JUST A SLUT WHO WILL SCREW ANYTHING WITH A DICK!"

Shelby then thought of a plan. A plan to trap Scott. "Well, I guess we don't know that much about each other, HUH?" she asked, a little more calmly.

Scott raised his eyebrow. "Correction: YOU don't know SHIT about me, but I know what kind of person YOU are."

Shelby closed her eyes and just shook her head, trying to not show her hurt expression. I can't believe I'm trying to get this guy to like, no LOVE, me. He is the RUDEST guy I have EVER met…yet when I was holding him, it just…felt right

"What? Cat got your tongue?" Scott questioned, his hands on his hips.

To Scott's surprise, Shelby looked up at him, a pained expression on her face. "I'm not what you think I am," she said quietly.

Scott tilted his head slightly. "Oh REALLY?" he asked. Why isn't she firing insults at me?

Shelby ignored him. "So, let me get this straight. You think I'm a cold-hearted slut, right?" she asked, slightly stuttering on the word 'slut.'

"Well there are a lot of OTHER names I can think of," he replied evilly.

"And I think you're a stuck-up jock who cares only for himself, so…"

Scott snarled. "Yeah, well you're just a…"

"Let's prove each other wrong," Shelby interrupted, smirking.

Scott's eyes widened. "What?" he questioned.

"How about for the next two weeks, we ask each other questions about ANYTHING we want. Then, based on the answers to the questions, we write a conclusion about what kind of person the other is." Shelby proposed.

Scott was silent. You've GOT to be kidding me "Hell no! That has got to be the worst idea I have EVER heard in my ENTIRE life!" he yelled. "That's like a punishment Peter would think of!"

Shelby smirked. "What's the matter Scott? Scared?"

Scott laughed. "Please…of what?"

Shelby took a step towards him. "You're scared that I'm going to be right," she stated.

Scott took a step back. This new Shelby was making him uncomfortable. "Oh, that's the LEAST of my problems," he answered. "But I AM worried that if we decide to do this, you would lie about the answers just so I don't have full-proof of the person you REALLY are."

Ohmygosh, it's working! "Oh, I'll tell answer the questions truthfully. Don't worry about that," Shelby replied, as she was testing him. "This is based on TRUST. If one of is lying, the other will know."

Scott thought for a second. Questions about ANYTHING? What if she asks about my family? Or why I started taking drugs? Relax…she won't And if she does, then just lie. Screw trust. All you're tryin to do here is prove to her what she is, and what you're not "Alright, I'll do it," Scott finally answered. "When do we meet?"

OHMYGOSH!!! IT WORKED!! Shelby tried to hide her 100-watt smile. "Um…how about every night at 8, after dinner, here at the docks. That way no one will bother us," she grinned.

Scott bent down to Shelby's eyelevel. "Okay, then. Every night here at 8." He paused. "Now, just because I'm doing this does NOT mean we're, in any shape or form, dating or even FRIENDS! I'm going to still treat you like I always do. You got that?"

I'm floating! Shelby's daze came to an end. "Um, right. Yeah," she agreed.

"Okay, see ya tomorrow then, same place. Should I bring paper or something for the questions?" he asked with a slight smile.

Aaaaah! He's smiling! "Sure, if ya want," Shelby replied, a smile still glued to her face.

"Alright. I'll see ya later."

As Scott started to walk away, he gave Shelby one last glance. "You're goin down, Merrick," he said with a smile.

Shelby felt like she was about to melt. "Mmm mmm," was all she could murmur.

As soon as he was out of earshot, Shelby sank down to the ground in pure bliss. "I'll go anywhere you want me to go," she stated happily.

There's the bitch we all know and love. PLEASE REVIEW! 10 this time, PLEASE! Thanks, guys!

In chapter 4: Scott and Shelby's first "meeting", Kat talks to Juliette, and Auggie makes his move on Juliette

Coming Soon: Chapter 5 to The Strong Are Saying Nothing, chapter 4 to Fumbling Towards Ecstasy, and another fic (possibly) that I will post along with F.T.E.