Smells Like Nirvana

Chapter 9

Stressed Out

Scarlett's p.o.v.

What am I doing! I guess it doesn't matter, it's too late now. What if he leaves again, what if he goes without me? "Scarlett, what are you doing? You're really deep in thought, is everything ok?" Michael asked her. "Oh ya. Peachy." They had been filling out college applications, for what felt like forever. They both wanted to go to Juilliard, Crystal too, but they don't take that many students at one time and there's absolutely no chance that they would take all 3 of them. So, Scarlett and Michael have been getting other schools for a fall back, incase the one they want doesn't work out. But she so badly wanted to go there.

Making sure to fill out everything, with essays for each, and personal references from all of her teachers, she had decided she was done filling out letters for the day.

"Let's go somewhere, I need to get out of this house! It's been weeks! I'm starting to grow a beard!" Scarlett said. "Well then I'll just have to grow one too. We can match!" Michael said, and laughed at her over-dramatic sarcasm. "I'm serious Michael, let's go for a walk, or go to the park. A movie? Ice cream? Anything! I need a break before I break. Like seriously."

Michael, being the sweetest boyfriend ever, leaned over to her and kissed her cheek. "Anything you need babe, if you need a break let's go. I'll drive." Scarlett smiled and blushed. He grabbed her hand to help her up from the table and led her to his car.
"Wait! My purse!" She ran back in to get her purse, she didn't go anywhere without it. It literally had anything you'd ever need in it. She was kind of a worry wort. She had everything from bandaids and pens to electrical tape and a wrench. Just in case, and matches. She didn't smoke, but you never know when you could break down on the middle of nowhere, and get stuck in the woods, cold and alone, wishing you had these things. Scarlett to the rescue!

Jumping back in his car... "Where are we going my queen?" She blushed, and covered her face with her hands like a 2 year old. But that was Scarlett, in a nutshell. Always shy, and always blushing like a child. She knew how to be an adult when it was necessary, and boy oh boy could she be mean if needed as well.
Her father came running out to say goodbye before they left so she rolled down the window.

"Hi daddy!" She smiled, again, like a 2 year old. She was a daddy's girl. "Where ya goin'?" He said, in his cleanest El Paso accent. "We are going for ice cream. Would you like to join us?" Michael asked. She looked so excited. "I'd love to, but I'm headed off to meet a client right now. Raincheck?"
"Of course daddy."
He reached his head in through the window and gave her a kiss. "Love you daddy!" She looked disappointed.
"Mmmhmm, me too" He rarely ever said I love you. But she knew he did. Very much.

They drove off, to the closest R&R restaurant. They had the best ice cream. When they got there, he ran out, and opened her door for her, and she thanked him. They went inside and she got a banana split. He got double fudge chocolate, 3 scoops in a cup with hot fudge on top.

"So, how many colleges did you apply to Michael?" She asked. "I didn't do many, I actually got a job offer... well, more of a band offer. It's a really good opportunity and they really want me. They already have a few records out and offered me alot of money. Apparently, I'm wanted by many. Not everyone has a left handed guitarist that can play upside down and play every other instrument known to man. The fact that I can sing is just a bonus. They don't need a singer so that never came up."