First Love ( Chapter 2)
A/N: Sorry if it took so long for another chapter. I was trying to decide what to add next.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters from 90210.
Scott Scalon waited on the front steps of West Beverly High, he was waiting for Beth. Scott smiled as he saw Beth get out of her fathers car.
" Hey Scott," Beth said waving.
Scott waved back as she came up the steps.
" Hey," Scott said.
" You still coming tonight?" Beth asked, " My parents are eager to meet you."
" I'll be there," Scott said.
" Hey Scott," David Silver said coming up to them, " Hi Beth."
" David," Beth said, " I like the music you play during your show, but do you take requests?"
" It depends on what it is," David answered.
Beth gave him a CD of Alabama.
" They're one of my favorites," Beth said, " You can have that as long as you like. You don't have to play it today, but maybe someday?"
" Sure," David said, " You're not the only one who likes them."
" Thanks," Beth said.
Scott and Beth then went inside the school.
Brandon Walsh then came up the steps.
" Hi Brandon," David said.
" Hey David," Brandon said, " Who's that with Scott?"
" Her name is Beth," David said, " She just transferred."
" Cute," Brandon said.
" And she likes Scott," David said.
" Well good for him," Brandon said patting David on the back, " Be happy for him."
Brandon then went inside the school. David was happy for Scott, it's be awhile since Scott had a girlfriend. David then went inside the school and into the radio booth and smiled, his best friend had found someone who likes him.
As the day went on, the gang noticed how tight Scott and Beth were, even though they have only known each other for a week. Scott and Beth walked through the hallway holding hands. They walked past Dylan and Brenda.
" Well look at that," Brenda said, " That's so sweet."
" They're cute together," Dylan said wrapping an arm around Brenda, " It's nice to see Scott happy."
" Hey guys," Scott said walking up to them, " Do you know Beth?"
" See her around," Dylan said, " How's your first week going?"
" It's going," Beth said, " I found Scott."
Scott smiled and knew he was blushing.
" You see happy?" Brenda asked Beth.
" Scott's meeting my parents," Beth said, " Tonight for dinner, and he'd better not be late."
" I'll be there," Scott reminded her kissing her on the cheek, " I have to get to my tech class."
Scott then walked away.
" He is so sweet," Beth said, " What if someone else helped me with my locker?"
" Do you miss your old school?"Brenda asked.
" Yeah," Beth said walking down the hall, " But there's not much you can do when your father gets a transfer.
" I know what you mean," Brenda said walking with her, " I moved her two years ago from Minnesota."
" It's hard to adjust," Beth said, " I'm still unpacking."
Brenda smiled and laughed with her.
" Don't hesitate to ask if you need help," Dylan said, " We're a close knit group."
" Thanks," Beth said, " Math class. I'm not good at math, one of my weak points."
Beth then went inside the room and sat down.
" She is cute," Dylan said.
Brenda gave him a little shove and walked away from him.
The end of the day came fast and the gang was hanging out in the parking lot.
" I have to get to work," Brandon said, " Nat gets a little crazy when I'm late."
Brenda then saw Scott come out of the school with Beth behind him.
" Who's that with Scott?" Steve Sanders asked, " She's cute."
" Her name is Beth," Kelly Taylor said, " She's in the fashion design class with me. Quite the artist."
" Not good at math though," Brenda said," She mentioned that to me."
" Looks like she's really into Scott," Dylan said, " She's only been here a week."
" They look cute together," Steve said, " Peach Pit anyone?"
The gang then scattered into different directions and Scott was heading away with Beth.
" Don't be nervious," Beth said, " They're only my parents."
" I know," Scott said, " But I am nervious."
" Just be yourself," Beth said holding his hand, " Your sweet self."
The two walked down the block then turned the corner, in the back of his mind Scott didn't know what to do, the last thing he wanted was to lost his first love.