You and Scott had been dating for months now. In... secret, basically. Scott had moved to St.Joel's Catholic High School you guys met in the principals office. Huh. You quickly became friends, over a weird love of rock music and dreams of creating a band. It didn't work, obviously, but a relationship sparked instead. A secret one??

Scott was over at your house, laying with you in bed. Your parents weren't home, and school was out for the day. The perfect day. Scott had you in his arms, as you laid on his bare chest, which was pretty normal by now. But Scott would still get all embarrassed about it, this was his first time having a partner in highschool anyways.

Which was... pretty tough. His parents were strict, zealot parents. Religious and tough on him. And dating someone? Being this close? Anything remotely intimate? A HUGE no. It was risky. But worth it? Hell yeah. Scott would've told the world about you and him, he was proud of you— but terrified of his parents. So he shut his mouth and kept it like this. This was fine. This was great... for now.