DISCLAIMER
Higher Ground is not mine, but Fox Family's. When I own something, I'll tell you.
At the ice cream parlor, Scott stared at the menu. He wasn't sure what flavor he wanted. He blew out a breath and messed up the back of his hair.
"Well?" Elaine queried.
"I don't know. It all looks good," Scott responded.
"I know. Don't you hate it when that happens?" Elaine asked with a sympathetic laugh. "I thought I'd get Mint Chocolate Chip," she continued.
"I'm gonna go for Rocky Road," Martin stated. Scott continued to stare.
"Oh, I think I'll take Chocolate," he finally decided. The teen behind the counter began scooping out the ice creams.
"Cones or cups?" came the question.
"Cups," Martin answered for them all. As soon as they had their ice cream, they went to a table. For a minute, they were all silent as they ate. Finally, Martin put his ice cream down.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Scott asked.
"Scott, I've got something to tell you," Martin began.
"Is it Mom? Is she okay?" Scott asked, sitting up straight.
"Your mother's fine," Martin hastened to assure his son. Scott let out a sigh of relief.
"However, there are going to be some changes," Elaine added.
"What?" Scott asked.
"Scott, you're going to be switching schools," Martin told him.
"What? But all my friends are at school!" Scott protested.
"West Moore High has a better football scholarship," Martin continued.
"But, Dad!" Scot objected.
"Martin, I told you we should've talked to Scott about this first," Elaine chided.
"What's done is done," Martin declared. Scott grumbled something unintelligible. He knew that was his father's way of ending the discussion.
"Is there anything else?" Scott asked.
"Yes. Elaine and I have invited Cecilia to stay with us for a while," Martin replied.
"NO!" Scott shouted, jumping up. The action caused his bowl of ice cream to spill onto the table.
"Scott," Martin said in surprise.
"No! She can't stay with us! She just can't!" Scott exclaimed.
"Scott, what's the matter?" Elaine asked in concern.
"She cannot come to our house! You can't do this to me!" Scott screamed.
"Scott, what's wrong?" Elaine questioned, standing up and putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't touch me! Just leave me alone!" Scott shouted, jerking away. Then, he stomped outside.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
As far as I know I made up West Moore High. If it's the name of an actual school, tell me and I'll change it. I got the name Cecilia from "7th Heaven" after a character on the show that I didn't really like. This is not meant to offend anybody actually named Cecilia.