Just a Little Scar. (adopted by Tom Holland)

Scouts Honor

Today was the second day back at school. 

Oh boy.

Tom's late-night encouragement sent me off to sleep in no time! But, I woke up with the same nerves. So, I resorted to something my old friend told me before she got adopted.

"Dress to un-stress."

Pretty clever huh?

So, early this morning, I trudged my way out of bed and got dressed into something that always made me cheery.

A little Nasa Nerd never hurt anyone. 

I tied up my laces and headed out to Tom's car.

He seemed shocked at how well dressed I was, "You look very awake for someone who only got 5 hours of sleep last night."

I laughed and got into the car. 

"So...Tom?" I asked. I had to ask Tom about me meeting some Marvel Actors, I was dying of waiting.

"Yes, Darling?"

"For my birthday, I was wondering if you could let me do something..."

"If it's getting a tattoo or something like a belly button ring, it's a no." He smiled and laughed, knowing I am terrified of needles. 

"No, haha, since you will be filming Infinity War soon, do ya think you could bring me along next summer during the filming and stuff?" I asked, hoping he'd say yes.

He was quiet for a while, which made me extremely nervous. After some time he looked over at me and nodded, "I was already planning on it."

I sighed of relief, "Oh yay!"

Tom pulled into the school parking lot, "So, what do you really want for your birthday Darling?"

He is asking me if there is something more? This was a new experience for me. He stopped the car and smiled at my silence. "You've never been asked that before have you?"

I shook my head, "Never."

"Well, come on, what else?!"

I laughed, "I don't know! Clothes, maybe more Oreos." 

Tom cracked a smile, "Alright, you think about it and tell after school."

"Okay, bye!" I got out of the car and began my way to the front doors.

"Bye Megs!"

I had noticed a few people had stopped and stared at me. Crap. They know about Tom. This could get interesting. 

After setting my stuff down in my locker, Lacey the Lioness came over to me. Her hair was up in a messy bun and her make up was flawless. She had a bright yellow tank top in with some denim shorts. Along with converse.  

"So, you're a bratty celebrity kid too? How'd I guess."

"Lacey, please leave me alone and go crawl under a rock or something," I said bluntly, I didn't look at her. She disgusts me more than seeing Taylor and Jack making out. During...lunch.

"OH look the brat speaks!" Lacey hurled, "well, I actually came over here for a good reason."

I set my stuff down and turned to look at her, "Really? Is that possible for logic to come out of your mouth?"

"Being the Freshman representative of the Cheerleading squad, I have to invite all girls in our class to tryouts today after school."

"Okay, wait...you're inviting me to something I might actually consider?"

Lacey shifted a little, "Well, you have to make it through tryouts. And the Senior Captain picks, so you most likely won't have a chance."

I laughed, "How'd you get in? Bribery? Must have been a high price!"

Lacey rolled her eyes in vain, "No! I was nominated last year, but you weren't here! You were at some stupid orphanage with a bunch of ungrateful orphans."

Don't cry. Don't cry. She can't see you cry.

"Go.Away." I said, staring her dead in her eyes, "And don't ever say that to me again."

After getting over my conversation with Lacey, I decided to avoid all contact with her. So, at lunch, I attempted to not get noticed by Charlie or Carson. It didn't work. Charlie whisked me over to the crowd. Lacey was all over Carson and it was very uncomfortable to see. Carson honestly looked...miserable. After Lunch, Charlie walked with me back to my locker. 

"So, what's the story with you?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Everyone is talking about it, come on." 

Okay..what!? "Talking about what?"

"You, coming out of Tom Holland's car?"

Oh...figured that would come up sooner or later. 

"Yea, him."

"is he your cousin or something?"

I shook my head and smiled, "No, better than that."

"Step Brother? Half Brother? Uncle-"

I interrupted, "Father."

"Wait....WHAT!?"

Charlie was shocked, "HE IS YOUR DAD....but but he is 2-"

"SSSHhhh!" I whispered, "Nobody needs to know that."

"Sorry, but how? He is like 21."

After a few moments of consideration, I confided in him, "He adopted me before the summer break, somehow Lacey found that out and made fun of me for it."

"That jerk."

I was shocked, Charlie hated Lacey too? "I thought you liked her! She's your brother's girlfriend."

"Yea I know...he doesn't like her either, but he won't admit it."

"Then why is he dating her?"

Charlie sighed, "Carson like Lacey in Middle School, but never paid any attention to him, but after he went through puberty last summer, he was a Chick Magnet. I am still going through it."

I nodded, "So once Lacey starting flirting with him..."

"It was a done deal for Carson. Gets the pretty, blonde, cheerleader." Charlie laughed, "Now he can't stand her!"

"Did he tell you that!?" I laughed. 

"Carson has a way of expressing himself with kinder words than most, I'll put it that way."

"So...Charlie."

He turned at me "Yes....Megan?" He laughed a little.

"If I tried out for Cheerleading....got in the team...would someone begin to notice me and dump his plastic Girlfriend?"

Charlie gasped. "OH MY GOD!" he then switched into a low whisper, "You have a crush on Carson!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I smiled and nodded. Charlie looked ready to explode into happiness. 

"OMG YES! I SHIP IT."

"Okay goofy, your the first person I've told, so keep it a secret."

"Scouts honor."