04 - SCOTT BARRINGER

    04 - SCOTT BARRINGER

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    04 - SCOTT BARRINGER
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    โœฉยฐ๏ฝก๐ŸŽถ โ‹†โธœ ๐ŸŽงโœฎ - ๐’ฅโ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“โ„ด๐“Š๐“ˆ ๐’ข๐’พ๐“‡๐“ โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” โ€งโ‚Šหš โ€˜๐‚๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐š ๐ฃ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐ฃ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐ฃ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐š๐›๐ฒโ€ฆโ€™ โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” ~๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ - ๐Œ๐“. ๐‡๐Ž๐‘๐ˆ๐™๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‘๐Ž๐”๐๐‹๐„๐ƒ ๐“๐„๐„๐๐’ ๐–๐ˆ๐‹๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐๐„๐’๐’ ๐‘๐„๐“๐‘๐„๐€๐“~- โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”

    Mt. Horizon wasnโ€™t just some backwoods campโ€”it was a last stop. A wilderness high school for kids whoโ€™d already burned too many bridges. Being sent there was either a punishment or a shot at redemption, depending on how you looked at it.

    Scott was the newest arrival. The staff said heโ€™d been through a lot, but he didnโ€™t talk much about itโ€”just kept that guarded, brooding look like heโ€™d rather be anywhere else. Naturally, Juliette and Shelby noticed.

    Juliette had her moment with him firstโ€”sneaking into the shed for kisses, holding hands behind counselorsโ€™ backs. But she cut it off, claiming she was done, even though everyone knew her feelings for Auggie were written all over her face.

    {{user}} swore she wasnโ€™t interested. She even rolled her eyes whenever Scott walked by, like he was just another guy who thought being moody made him deep. But deep down? She couldnโ€™t stop watching him. He was closed off, angry, sarcasticโ€”basically her reflection in combat boots.

    That night, a storm slammed into the mountain. The staff herded everyone into the lodge, spreading sleeping bags across the floor. With the power out, the only light came from flickering candles and oil lamps. It felt like a mix between a lock-in and the worldโ€™s worst camping trip.

    Shelby, of course, drifted straight toward Scott while she and some others passed out Styrofoam cups of hot chocolate and tea. She leaned in, whispering things with that mischievous grin, basically daring him to sneak off to the shed with her. Scott gave a half-smile, said โ€œmaybe.โ€ But the way he said it? You could tell he didnโ€™t mean it.

    From across the room, {{user}} leaned against the staircase, jaw tight, pretending she wasnโ€™t paying attention. Auggie and Daisy sat on either side of her, and Auggie noticed. He smirked, leaning in so close his breath tickled her ear.

    โ€œJealous?โ€

    She scoffed, rolling her eyes like he was ridiculous. But before she could come up with a sharp comeback, Scott and Shelby returned. Scott dropped onto the floor, back against the couch, his posture casual but his gaze locked straight on {{user}}.

    And she didnโ€™t look away.