You're The Reason | Scott McCall [ 1 ]

5. The Boyfriend

CHAPTER FIVE
THE BOYFRIEND

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             The sun shined through every window in my house, clearly indicating it was morning. Sam was already about to head out the door but I sat down next to my mom at the kitchen table. She was enjoying her morning coffee, as she sipped it slowly and scrolled through her iPhone. She looked at me once I sat down and she flashed me a smile, "Good morning, honey."

I sighed loudly, "Listen, mom... things are really getting suspicious", I saw Sam shake his head at me violently by the door. "I just want to know why do you freak out every time we mention Derek or talk about him?"

This time she didn't go into shock but instead sat at the table, folding her hands, "It's something you wouldn't understand, okay? Just... go to school, isn't Stiles picking you up?"

I smiled at her, "No, Travis is."

Sam left the house after that, slamming the door harshly. My mom held her hand over her heart, "Who and what is a Travis?"

All I did was shrug, "Someone who will hopefully become my new boyfriend."

"Why not Scott?", my mom muttered and I turned to her confusedly and she shrugged. A car horn honked outside, possibly Travis. I kissed my mom on the cheek, grabbed my book bag and opened the front door to see it was indeed Travis. He had flowers in his hands as he stood next to his Ferrari.

"Bonjour", he smiled at me and held out the flowers. I slowly walked towards him with the biggest smile and kissed him on the cheek while grabbing the flowers.

"Gracias", I replied to him in Spanish and he looked around confusedly. I patted him, "You don't pay attention in Spanish class?"

He shook his head, "Never really had a reason to... but I am passing it with a C though so that's fine, right?"

I gave him a broad smile, "I'm pretty sure you want to be my boyfriend so... the first thing we'll work on is fixing your grades."

His eyes widen as he stared at me with his mouth agape, "You want to be my girlfriend?"

I nodded quickly , "Of course, Travis", and with that, I leaned up to kiss his cheek but he moved his face and our lips connected. His lips were so soft and cute as he pulled into me, kissing me harder, our lips starting to move together frantically.

"That's enough", I heard my mom say, and I turned around to see her by the door, arms crossed and drinking her coffee.

I looked back at Travis with a small smile, "My mom... say hi."

He quickly waved at my mother, "Good morning, Ms. Garcia. I'm going to take your daughter to school now."

"Yeah, you do that", and she closed the door, walking back inside the house.

I kissed him softly, "Let's get to school."

Travis drove him and I to school, very fast by the way, and I'm pretty sure we were going to crash any time soon. Luckily, he's a good driver so it didn't seem to be much of a problem to him of how quick he was zooming through the streets. Once we arrived, he parked next to Stiles' blue jeep, and right in front of the school was one of the school buses, bloodied and tore up violently. What the hell happened?