Happy Never After 》》》Scott McCall

► Scarlett's So Called Typical Life

         ㅊ Missing You By All Time Low

               ►Scarlett's So Called Typical Life

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•Scarlett: Italics

•Thomas: Bold

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For ur first day, I wouldn't think you'd b in the same class as me

It's called a coincidence

A fortunate coincidence

Why fortunate?

This may sound geeky, but I was hoping to c u again

I wouldn't say geeky, because I was hoping to c u again too

        ''How long is she gonna be like that?''.

        I looked up from my phone, a curious like smirk formed as Kira, Malia and Lydia were surrounding me, the four of us standing by my open locker that wasn't even touched since I opened it. Reason being I gotten a text.

        ''Like what?'' I asked, already knowing they were talking about me.

        ''Smiling from ear to ear at your phone. It's weird'' Malia stated, moving her head back a bit, her neck fat turning to flabs as she did so while her eyebrows knitted together in the process.

        I opened my mouth to say something but Lydia spoke for me. ''It's obvious that she's texting somebody whose hot''.

        Our bewildered countenance was face towards her as she stood there, staring at us with a the corner of her lips slightly tugged upwards to show her dimples.

        ''Umm yeah. Thomas'' I muttered, looking back down at my screen to the conversation him and I was having.

        Annoyed sighs erupted, my head shooting up as Lydia and I looked at the two.

        ''As adorable as your little love life is becoming-''.

        ''Becoming doesn't even begin-''.

        ''Okay!'' Lydia snapped, her hands clapped together as her expression turned into anger. Normally I would've bit my tongue back and let them have the last word. But I'm not gonna let that happen this time.

        I licked my dry lips, switching my phones grasp into my left hand that was lazily clinging to my side as my right hand was in my locker, supporting my body so I was leaning on it.

        ''Last time I checked, you were living in the woods and you have a teacher whose also known as you're dad, obsessed with his job. It's hard to believe that the two of you even have boyfriends".

        They're jaws were dropped, Lydia slightly smiling. To be honest, I'd never thought I could be so modest with a statement like that.

        Kira and Malia mumbled a quick whatever before walking off, leaving Lydia bursting into laughter.

        A smirk slowly formed as I winged my left arm out.

        ''What?'' I chuckled. She stopped for a moment, genuinely smiling.

        ''It's crystal clear that you have been hanging out with me way too much'' She stated, a constant ringing of the school bell following afterwards.

        I slammed my locker shut, linking my arms with her's as we walked to our next class.

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        ''New rules for mom'' I announced. Aurore and I was standing in front of our dining room table as mom and dad were sitting at it.

        ''Before we came home, we picked up some things for you to relax'' Aurore started off, bringing up the large black plastic bag of items. They're eye's widen as she went through the bag.

        ''First off, vanilla scented candles to relax you at any time of day'' She stated, taking a good sniff of the object in her hand.

        I then took out the next items, ''Sweat pants for the lazy days''.

        ''Oh, and we got you a heating-''.

        ''Okay, as great as these offers are, I'm barely a month'' Mom said, amazement written all over her face as she looked at the stuff already laid out on the table.

        ''It won't hurt to start early'' I shrugg. A moment of silence happened before mom spoke, ''Meeting a jure''.

        Her and dad got up and left the room.

        ''I'm Making Meatloaf!'' She called, alarming everyone.

        ''Wait, You're Not Suppose To Cook While Your Preganant!'' Aurore yelled, running after her.

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        ''Have you seen how Scott's been acting today?'' Stiles asked as I was laying on my bed, my irises roaming my ceiling just staring at it with boredom. My phone was laying between my shoulder and ear as I was talking to the sarcastic spasm boy.

        ''No. Matter of fact I only seen Scott when we came to school. Why?''.

        ''He's been way to affectionate towards Kira''.

        Confused of the point of this conversation that sometimes makes me think our friendship would've been better off with the hate.

        ''Stiles has Scott dating Kira made you realize that your-''.

        ''Scarlett I'm serious''. I almost wanted to laugh at how serious his tone went, I can even imagine how flat his face is right now.

        ''Okay'' I giggled.

        ''No, I haven't. Why is it abmormal for a boyfriend to show some love to they're girlfriend?'' I asked, not getting his point.

        ''Since when have you knew Scott to be affectionate at school?''.

        ''Maybe he's settling down. He did have to kick a former alpha's ass. And because of that Peters locked up at Eichen, and Kate's somewhere in Mexico'' I shrugged.

        ''With the problems we've had before, I wouldn't think it'd be safe to get back to our normal teenage lifes just yet''.

        I rolled my eye's. ''I still think your coming out of the closet''.

        ''Would this be funnier if you knew that during Thomas tryouts, Scott purposely tried to hit him with the ball?''.

        My smirk that I once had vanished.

        ''Not so humorous is it?'' He remarked, practically hearing the smirk on his face.

        ''How do you know it was purposely?''.

        ''Since when do you known Scott for targeting balls at heads?''.

        ''No but I'm pretty sure you would, just not so much as to the term purpose'' I retorted, earning my rightful smirk again.

        ''Your looking for me to hang up-''.

        ''Okay, okay'' I laughed.

        ''Fine, I'll talk to him somehow'' I reasoned.

        ''Okay, listen I gotta go, talk to you tomorrow'' He said.

        ''Bye-'.

        Ending it with another gay joke would've been funny, but I was too tired to even bother.