You're The Reason | Scott McCall [ 1 ]

8. Lake Dates

CHAPTER EIGHT
LAKE DATES

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           I stuffed the remaining books into my blue locker as I glanced at the mirror I had perched on my locker's door. I cringed at myself, noticing my mascara starting to trail down my face. Unfortunately, I'm still upset about last night. You ever get so comfortable with someone that everything just felt right being with them? I understand that Travis and I weren't totally lovers or anything but I had strong feelings for him. I liked being with him and I felt that I could trust him... only to find out that he's a freaking homicidal werewolf that apparently wants to "demolish me."

I wiped away the remaining mascara dropping down my face before I grabbed lip gloss and swiped it across my pink lips. I shrugged it off my lips and popped my mouth, feeling the gloss starting to smooth in. My hand grabbed ahold of the locker, about to close it, until a hand stopped me from doing so. I noticed the hand immediately and I sighed. Without even looking over at the human, I asked, "What do you want, McCall?"

He coughed slightly, gulping, "Not Butterscotch or even Scotch tape?"

I rolled my eyes at the tan boy, "Well, I did almost fly up to the golden gates of heaven last night."

Scott gulped again, fidgeting with his hands, which is something he's been starting to do often. "Ana,
I– I get that you're still shook up about what happened... but... you don't have to push us away."

I quirked an eyebrow at him and he nodded, "Yeah, Sam told me about you ignoring him this morning and walking to school by yourself. That was a pretty long walk, Ana", he chuckled.

"Yeah, I know. My legs are hurting even more from standing for a long time so I'm gonna just go to my cla–"

Scott cut me off by pulling onto my hand, which stopped me from walking away, and swiftly brung me back around to him. Our faces were extremely close as we both breathed harshly as if we just got finished having hardcore sex. Scott looked down to my lips as he licked his own, "I wanna talk to you... don't you get that?"

I nodded instantly, staring up at his beautiful brown eyes that I've grown to love over the years of knowing him, "All right, fine, whatever. What do you want to talk about?"

Scott grabbed my shaking hands, interlocking our fingers as he stared deeply into my eyes, "I just... like being close to you."

My heart warmed up but not only did it warm up, it started beating really fast. I nervously laughed, "Scott, you're being kind of a creep right now."

He laughed, shaking his head, "How? Because I care for my best friend?"

I looked down at my feet, and clicked them together, suddenly feeling shy about this whole situation. Scott's grip tightened as he lifted my chin up, staring at me, "Let's get out of here."

Is he serious? "What?"

"Lets skip."

"By skip, I hope you mean jollily skipping to our next class", I retorted.

He sighed, "Let's skip school, Ana. Come on, it'll be fun."

"Scott–"