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Chapter 25
The only memory I had with Travis before the two of us got to know each other was when we were in the first grade, where he used to throw pink crayons at me.
Even back then, he was quite the troublemaker himself.
His parents were always called in by the teacher because he used to talk back to her and used inappropriate words, that I didn't even know the meaning to until I was in middle school.
But of course, his parents never did show up.
Instead, a woman wearing a stale grey uniform always came to Travis' aid.
I've always thought that she was Travis' mother, but I didn't know until now that she was actually his maid.
"My mother wouldn't be ever caught dead in a maid's uniform." Travis snorted, once I asked him about it. "The only thing she would ever wear is stupid, designer crap."
I let out a chuckle, before raising an eyebrow. "Designer clothing is expensive, for your information."
Travis narrowed his eyes at me, before shrugging. "That's why she wears it." he muttered. "Apparently, wearing expensive clothes gives you a higher status now, whatever the hell that means."
I was in Travis' house that afternoon, where we just came back from school.
We had the television on, but we were barely paying attention to it.
The front door from the lobby suddenly opened, making a slamming noise that startled Travis and I.
I gave him a curious look, but Travis seemed just as confused as I was.
"Are your parents home?" I asked, whispering.
Travis shook his head, as he stood up, straightening out his wrinkled hoodie.
"I'll go check." he muttered under his breath. "Wait here."
After Travis disappeared out of the living room, moments later, I heard a loud crash.
"Dylan!" I heard Travis' angry voice shout. "Why do you always have to break something every time you're here?!"
Frowning, I got up from the couch, making my way towards where the sound was coming from.
I first spotted Travis' scowl directed at the blonde male behind him, then I noticed the glass that was shattered all over the floor.
"Man, sweet!" the blonde, Dylan, suddenly grinned when he saw me. "You got a booty call? Because I could totally use-"
Travis suddenly gave Dylan a hard punch across the chest, making him wince.
A small smile appeared across my face, as Travis glared at the blonde.
"You're an idiot, Dylan." Travis hissed under his breath. "This is Riley, my gir- friend. She's my friend."
Dylan's jaw suddenly dropped, as I noticed the piercing that he had on his lower lip. "No way, man, she's single?" he smirked, reaching his hand out for me to shake. "I'm Dylan, by the way."
I frowned, glancing over towards Travis, before taking Dylan's hand hesitantly.
"I'm Riley." I said with a weak smile across my face.
"You're Riley?" Dylan asked, raising an eyebrow. "Don't you mean beautiful?"
My cheeks turned red, as I looked over at Travis, who was rolling his eyes at Dylan.
"Dylan, she's not interested." Travis decided for me, making me snap my eyes towards him.
Who was he to make decisions for me?
I narrowed my eyes at him, before Travis shot Dylan an impatient look. "What are you doing here anyways?"
Dylan looked between Travis and I nervously, before giving him a bitter smile.
"I need money, bro."

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December 1, 2012 8:32pm UTC

trouble
Chapter 23
I felt numb and paralyzed, as I stared out at the ocean before my eyes.
Since it was nearly winter, the waves were sending harsh winds towards the shore, pulling my hair out of my neck.
I closed my eyes, as I felt shivers being send down my spine from the chilliness.
My mind still wasn't able to register the fact that Scarlet and Travis were together at one point in their lives, whether it was a fling or not.
The two of them slept together in the past, yet none of them bothered to tell me this whole time.
I clenched my fists so tightly, as I felt my nails dig into my palms.
"You've been ignoring my calls." a voice suddenly said from behind, making me turn around.
My eyes locked into Travis' green orbs, as I felt my heart sink to the pit of my stomach.
He was coming closer to me with each step he took.
I was scared that if he didn't stop any time soon, I wasn't going to be able to control myself.
I was in love with Travis, but I knew that I couldn't be.
He hooked up with Scarlet, and left her.
"I've been busier than usual." I lied right through my teeth.
Travis shoved his hands in his pockets, and I was almost a hundred percent sure that he was fumbling with his pack of cigarettes.
Travis stared at me, long and hard, before he unclenched his jaw.
"Really?" he asked, with a hint of a sarcastic tone on the tip of his tongue. "Because I was starting to believe that you hate me."
I stared down at the damp grains of sand that were below my feet, licking my dry lips.
I knew that no matter what, I wasn't going to be able to hate Travis.
"I don't hate you." I muttered.
"Really? I was sure that you were going to once Scarlet told you all those lies." Travis said, his voice so calm and collected.
My eyes snapped up, as if if were an immediate instinct.
"What are you talking about?" I whispered. "You're the one who left Scarlet after the two if you slept."
Travis rolled his eyes, before letting out a dramatic breath of air. "I was drunk and high, Riley." he looked at me, dead in the eyes. "I don't even remember what happened that night. Besides, it was two years ago. I can't believe Scarlet's still talking about it."
I resisted the urge to glare at him, as I gulped. "But she loved you."
Travis groaned with frustration, before running a hand through his messy locks.
"I don't care about her, Riley." he whispered. "God damn, I care about you."
I stared at Travis, long and hard.
My heart was beating out of my chest, as my hands shook by my sides.
Travis Kapone, the guy who was the complete opposite of what I was, was telling me that he cares about me.
I was happy, yes I was, but I was also confused as to where this leads us.
I was in love with him, and he cared about me.
"I'll see you in school." Travis suddenly said, when I didn't say anything back to him.
He held my gaze for a moment longer, before a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
"And I'll bring you Oreo's." Travis smirked. "They're your favorite, aren't they?"

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Chapter 22
"... and then we could get pedicures after brunch at that new place downtown. You do like pedicures, right?" Scarlet asked, raising an eyebrow.
I muttered something incoherent under my breath, barely paying attention to what Scarlet had in plan for us next week.
I heard Scarlet groaning, as I glanced over at her from the corner of my eyes.
I saw her rolling her eyes, as she crossed her arms stubbornly.
"Are you listening?" Scarlet snapped, as I sighed. "You know I hate it when I'm ignored!"
Scarlet was my best friend, yes, but she was making my head spin right now.
So much has been going on lately, with Travis and I not talking anymore, and having to hear Scarlet's constant whining wasn't helping me, either.
"Scarlet," I started off with a low groan, "can we not talk about this right now? I'm tired."
Scarlet glared at me with her angry blue orbs, before pursing her lips.
"Are you really that upset that Travis doesn't find any interest in you anymore?" she growled under her breath.
My eyes suddenly snapped open, as if I was never tired to begin with.
I was fully awake now, and all of my attention was focused onto my best friend.
"What?" I stuttered out. "Are you really asking me that?"
Scarlet rolled her eyes. "You know, I'm getting of your whole 'innocent' act." she spat. "It's your fault that Travis doesn't like you anymore. I warned you."
My best friend wasn't acting like my best friend.
At one point in my life, I was sure that we were distant sisters, but now, everything came crashing down.
She was using everything against me.
"Scarlet, stop being so-" I started off.
"I told you to stay away from Travis!" she screeched. "I told you that he was bad news, and you should've trusted me, Riley! You should've listened to me!"
My heart sank, as I stared wide eyed at the girl who was furious in front of me.
I took in a deep breath of air, as Scarlet waited for me to say something.
"I like him, Scarlet." I whispered, tears filling up in Scarlet's eyes. "Scarlet, I think I love Travis."
Scarlet's face immediately paled and hollowed.
Her lips quivered, as she shook her head.
"You can't." she gritted through her teeth with a shaky voice. "You just can't."
My best friend's eyes were filled with pain, anger, and most of all, betrayal.
My hands shook by my sides, as I bit on my lower lips.
"What are you talking about, Scar?" I asked quietly. "What is it between you and Travis that you've been hiding from me since day one?"
Scarlet gulped, as her blue orbs locked into mine.
"Riley," she started off, voice cracking, "I slept with Travis."
Scarlet's Point of View
As soon as Riley left with a saddened look on her face, I knew that I had won.
I wiped the fake tears off of my face, smirking.
My God, was she guillible.

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Chapter 19
Travis and I stayed in bed for the rest of that morning.
He had his arm around me, as my head was placed against his bare chest.
His fingers were tangled into my hair, soothing me, as my fingers traced circles around the tattoos that ran down his left arm.
"Did they hurt?" I asked, eyeing the row of roses that was on his forearms, shaded in with a blood red ink. "The tattoos, I mean."
Travis smirked, tucking a strand of hair behind my ears.
I felt a burning sensation from where his fingers briefly brushed against my cheek, but I ignored it.
"I don't know, actually." he muttered. "I was too drunk half the time to remember."
I rolled my eyes, lifting my chin up so that I could glance over at him.
He stared back down at me with green eyes that twinkled with amusement.
Groaning, I turned my face away from his so that he couldn't see the blush that was forming on my temples.
"You're so stupid." I sighed.
Travis laughed from above, as I felt his voice vibrating in his chest, from where I was laying.
I picked my head up, positing myself in his arms so that I could face him.
"What's so funny?" I snapped.
"How about I go and take you to get a tattoo one of these days, yeah?" he offered with a lopsided grin.
I bit the insides of my cheeks, not knowing whether he was serious or not.
Part of me was scared to get a tattoo, yet the other part of me wanted to be adventerous.
"Let's make a deal." I suddenly sat up straight, earning raised eyebrows from Travis. "If I get a tattoo, then you have to agree to quit smoking."
Travis' face immediately fell, as I could tell that he was not impressed by my idea.
He let out a deep breath of air, taking his arm away from my waist.
He took a seat away from me, running a hand through his messy hair.
"I don't know, Riley." he muttered suddenly.
I gave him a bland look, before licking my lower lip.
"Come on." I urged him. "I'm trying to help you here."
Travis kept his gaze on the ground, not even wanting to spare me a glance.
My heart fell, as I watched him heistate.
"I really can't." he said coldly, suddenly getting up and off of the bed.
My shoulders sagged, as he stood up, hovering over me.
I stared at him with eyes full of defeat, before biting my lips.
"Please?" I tried one last time. "For me?"
Travis' eyes suddenly snapped towards mine, as his exotic green orbs burning into mine.
"You're really pushing it, Riley." his harsh voice snapped at me, making me flinch.
I blinked up at him, before feeling a sudden wave of anger.
I was only trying to help Travis; why did he have to be such a jerk about it?
I stood up, brushing past his shoulder. "Whatever." I muttered under my breath. "I'm going home now."

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Chapter 18
I woke up the next morning in a room that wasn't mine.
I suddenly remembered that I was forced to stay over at Travis' house, because of the hurricane that was literally knocking over trees outside.
I peered over Travis' window, noticing that it was drizzling lightly outside, but the storm was gone.
I suddenly stared down, noticing an arm wrapped around my waist.
I looked over at Travis, who was still sleeping beside me, his bare chest peeking through the sheets.
My cheeks suddenly turned bright red, as Travis stirred in his sleep, snuggling closer towards me.
I felt the hard planes of his stomach being pressed against mine, as my breath hitched.
I started to feel uneasy and nervous, as Travis fingers tickled my side.
Why was I feeling like this?
This emotion was so new and raw to me.
My eyes suddenly went wide, as my heart hammered against my chest with realization.
I think I was in love with Travis.
All along, when I was hanging around him, or even talking to him, I hadn't realized that little by little, I was slowly falling for him.
I stared back at Travis' pale face, noticing a single loose strand of hair that was falling on his eyes.
My hands itched to brush it away, as they rose up shakily.
Once my fingers brushed against his forehead briefly, Travis' eyes snapped open.
I jumped back, as my heard raced against my chest.
"You scared the living-" I started off.
But, I was cut off once I noticed that Travis had sat up, with a wide smirk across his lips.
It didn't help either that he was completely shirtless.
"Were you touching me in my sleep?" he asked with amusement twinkling in those stupid green eyes of his.
My mouth suddenly felt dry, as I stared at him with disbelief.
"You're kidding me, right?" I choked, giving him a sudden glare.
I reached over at my pillow, tossing it directly at his face. "I wasn't touching you, you pervert!"
Travis laughed, as he raised his arms up to defend himself.
"Sure doesn't seem like it, Riley!" he teased. "Admit it, you liked touching me. That's why you're so red right now!"
My eyes widened, as my hands flew up to touch my cheeks.
Sure enough, they were blazing red and hot.
"You're unbelievable!" I snapped, suddenly getting up from Travis' bed.
I began to storm out of his room, crossing my arms.
Who was he to accuse me of touching him?
Before I got out of his room, though, I felt Travis' arms wrap around my waist, pulling me backwards.
I fell back on his bed, my back pressed against his chest.
He buried his face into my shoulders, making my turn bright red.
"Don't go." he muffled against my neck.
And I didn't.

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November 21, 2012 9:24pm UTC

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Chapter 17
The look on Travis' face was completely blank.
His eyes were wide, and his face went hollow and pale.
Normally, I would've started to blush and hide myself around Travis without my pants on, but inside, I started to laugh.
I couldn't contain my laughter, as Travis' face went from horror to confusion.
"What the hell is so funny?" Travis asked, his cheeks turning slightly red.
I didn't know what I found so funny; maybe it was the fact that I managed to get the school's rebel to turn silent and red.
"And who takes so long to change, anyways?" Travis suddenly snapped, clearing his throat. "You were up here for ten minutes. I just wanted to check to see if you were dead or not!"
I bit my lips from smiling too much, as I raised an eyebrow.
"Calm down, Travis." I pointed to the hem of the shirt that I still had on, that reached mid thigh, long enough so that he couldn't see anything. "It's not like I'm naked or anything."
Travis stared at me for a long moment, before blinking.
He turned his head away, about to head out of the room.
"I made hot chocolate downstairs, if you want some." he muttered, before leaving.
I smiled. How often do you hear of a bad boy making you hot chocolate?
***
I yawned for the fifth time throughout the movie, my eyes getting moist and teary.
My eyelids started to become heavy, as I leaned my head against the arm rest of Travis' couch.
Travis' head snapped towards mine, noticing that I was about to knock out.
"Come on." Travis urged, standing up on his feet to pull me up.
I groaned, as I closed my eyes, blocking out Travis' hushed whispers. "Get up, Riley, before I have to drag you."
I flipped him my finger, before rolling onto my side. "Can I just sleep on the couch tonight?"
Travis stayed quiet for a moment, much to my relief.
Maybe he was finally going to leave me alone in peac-
"I'm not letting you sleep on this hard couch." he groaned, as I felt him pick me up.
I was too tired to protest, as I felt Travis' arms snake around my legs to hold me up.
Travis walked me up the stairs, before placing me down on a bed.
The bed smelt faintly of cigarettes and mint, making me notice immediately that I was on his bed.
"Travis, where are you sleeping?" I managed to mutter.
Travis let out an exhausted sigh, as I heard the sound of his hands running through his hair. "I don't know, on the floor?"
Even though I was nearly dead asleep, I still felt a guilty pain in my stomach.
"No." I slurred, letting out another yawn. "Stay with me."
Travis hesitated before I felt the sheets moving.
I felt weight being put on the bed, as the warmth of Travis' bare chest radiated onto me.
"Are you sure?" he whispered.
I suddenly rolled onto my side, my arm brushing against Travis' bare skin.
"You aren't wearing a shirt?" I asked.
Travis smirked, before leaning into me, closing his eyes. "I never do."
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Chapter 16
This was the first time I was ever experiencing a hurricane.
The wind was blowing rapidly outside, whipping my hair out of my neck, and the rain was coming down hard.
I looked up at the sky, knowing for sure that this hurricane wasn't going to end soon.
There was already a pond of water on Travis' lawn, ruining the bright, lucid green grass.
"Are you coming inside or are you just going to get rained on?!" Travis called, already at his top steps.
His hood was over his head, covering his hair from getting dampened in the rain.
I was staring up at Travis' house, still awestruck at how big it was.
When Travis called my name out, I snapped out of trance, running up towards the door that Travis had already opened.
Not wanting to get my muddy shoes all over Travis' carpet, I kicked off my shoes by the sides.
My entire sweater was soaking wet from the down pour outside, making me shiver from the coldness.
But, my shivering was ignored once my jaw dropped at the sight of Travis' house.
Everything looked so expensive and polished.
"Damn, I didn't think you were serious when you said your parents were freaking loaded." I muttered under my breath, a strand of wet hair falling in my face.
I heard Travis snort, as I followed him up the grand, spiral staircase.
I bit my lip insecurely, wondering if I was making the place dirtier by just stepping in it.
Travis' house was totally out of my league.
"Do you need a spare change of clothes?" Travis asked, once we stopped by his room.
He was already rummaging through his dressers, fishing out a loose t-shirt and some sweatpants.
I was too busy staring at his room to notice that he had tossed the clothes at me.
The room looked brand new- as if no one had ever slept in it.
The sheets were smooth and neatly made, which made me curious.
Knowing Travis, he would never do his own bed.
"I don't sleep at home a lot." Travis explained, noticing the frown I had on my face. "I usually crash at a friend's place when my parents are home."
I nodded slowly. "They aren't home now?"
Travis shook his head, running a hand through his dampened hair. "No."
I bit on my lower lips, as I reached down to pick up the clothes that Travis got for me.
I ordered him to get out, as Travis gave me a smirk before closing his bedroom door behind him.
I held a smile on my face, as I stripped out of my wet clothes, tossing them to the side.
The t-shirt Travis gave me was a bit too big on me, reaching just a few inches above my mid-thigh.
Before I got to put my sweatpants on, though, my phone rang from my soaked jeans.
I groaned, reaching over to take out my phone.
"Mom?" I muttered, pressing the phone to my ears.
"Honey, where are you?" she asked with panic. "The house has no electricity, and you haven't called me since you got out of school! Are you safe?"
I let out a low laugh, shaking my head. "I'm fine mom, at a friend's house."
"Who, Scarlet?" my mother question.
I bit my lower lip hesitantly. "Yes, Scarlet." I lied right through my teeth.
"That's good." my mother muttered on the other line. "Stay over at her place until the storm clears up, okay? I don't want you walking out in the streets in this weather."
"I got it, mom." I smiled. "Love you."
"Love you too." my mother said, before the two of us hung up.
Before I could even get my sweatpants on, Travis' bedroom door swung open.

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Chapter 15
"Has anyone ever told you that you eat like a man?" Travis asked.
I was in the process in taking a large bite out of my burger, but I stopped just to give Travis a glare.
I rolled my eyes, before taking an obnoxiously large bite on purpose.
"Shut up." I muffled with a mouthful of juicy beef in my mouth.
Travis chuckled amusedly, before shoving a few of his own fries in his mouth.
We managed to get out of the woods, after an hour of trying to find a way out.
I almost wanted to punch Travis once he told me that he knew how to get out, except the fact that he didn't tell me, because he found it amusing that I was getting frustrated being lost.
"But you weight like a feather." he muttered, as he picked up my free hand.
I swear, I thought he was going to hold my hand.
But, at the last minute, Travis slid his fingers away from mine, holding my wrist.
I couldn't help but feel the slightest bit disappointed that he didn't want to hold my hand.
He wrapped his entire hand around it, before shaking it in my face.
"See?" he proved to me. "You have little scrawny chicken arms."
I gasped, as I turned to him, shooting him a murderous glare.
"I swear, Travis Kapone, you will be the death of me." I spat.
Travis smirked, throwing his head back in laughter.
Once he calmed down, he stared me in the eyes with a crooked grin.
"You're cute." he suddenly said, making me choke on my fries.
I coughed, as Travis stared at me with his eyebrows raised.
I grabbed my soda, taking a long gulp, before staring back up at Travis with wide eyes.
"Did you just call me cute?" I asked with disbelief.
Travis frowned, before nodding slowly. "Yeah, you're cute, Riley."
I blinked, as my cheeks turned bright red.
I dropped my head low, as I stared at my half eaten burger.
What was Travis doing to me?
This hammering feeling inside my chest, it wasn't normal, was it?
"Ew." I suddenly said, making Travis stare at me with surprised eyes. "Cute is for like, wide eyed bambi girls."
Travis stared at me with disbelief, before he let out a snort of laughter.
"You know, most girls would talk cute as a compliment."
Rolling my eyes, I played with my chewed straw that was in my soda.
"Well, I guess I'll take it as a compliment." I reconsidered it, giving him a smirk. "I mean, after all, when do you ever hear Travis Kapone giving someone a compliment?"
Travis rolled his eyes. "Funny, Riley." he said sarcastically. "Really funny."
I laughed, much to his dismay. "Yay!" I cheered obnoxiously. "I'm funny now, too?"
Travis gave me a glare, before sighing.
"Just eat your burger, Riley."

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Chapter 14
"This is kidnapping, Travis!" I hissed.
Travis was pulling my arm my arm, as we sprinted out of the school with security guards on our backs, chasing after us.
Travis looked over his shoulder at me, as a smirk formed across his lips. "It's not kidnapping if you're enjoying it."
I bit back a smile, as we ran into the woods just outside of the school grounds.
I couldn't help but feel a rush a adrenaline from being chased by the school security guards, but I wasn't ever going to admit that to Travis.
I tried my best to keep up with Travis as we dodged trees and fallen branches.
When we finally took a turn and stopped running, I no longer heard footsteps running after us.
Travis had his hands over my lips, silencing me.
We waited a while, just to be sure that we were not being followed.
After a moment, Travis finally pulled his hands from my lips.
Immediately, I took the advantage to turn around and smack him right across the chest.
"You jerk, what the hell was that for?!" I snapped. "They're probably going to call my parents and I will be grounded for-"
Travis' laugh cut me off, as I raised an eyebrow.
Whatever Travis was laughing about wasn't funny.
"Don't worry, Riley." he chuckled. "I'll just send my dad a text, and he'll take care of it."
I licked my lips, remembering when Travis told me all about his rich parents and all.
Travis had the power to do anything, since his parents gave the school half of its fundings.
"Here, done." Travis shoved his phone back into his back pocket. "Now, what do you want to do?"
I glared at him, raising an eyebrow. "Aren't you forgetting that you're the one who dragged me into a creepy corner, and practically kidnapped me out of school?"
Travis snorted. "Don't make me seem like such creep."
I rolled my eyes, before I continued my path down the woods that we made a smart decision by running into.
"How do we get out of here, anyways?" I asked, looking around at the rows of trees.
Travis shrugged, as I stared at him with disbelief.
"We walk." he muttered.
Unbelievable.
The further we walked, the more I felt like we were just going in circles.
I finally gave up, letting out an exaggerated breath of air.
The silence between Travis and I was killing me.
"So, how many girlfriends have you had?" I suddenly asked him, not feeling ashamed at all.
Travis smirked, as he glanced over at me. "Interested?"
I rolled my eyes, pushing his shoulder backwards. "Answer the question."
Travis shrugged. "None."
Frowning, I blinked at him. "None? That's impossible."
Travis winked at me. "I'll take that as a compliment, thank you very much. But yes, none." he paused. "I've been on dates with a lot of girls before, but I've never been official with anyone."
"Why not?" I asked. "I mean, you're... you."
Travis turned to me, finally giving me a real smile that showed off his left dimple.
Without knowing it, I felt myself turn bright red, as I stared at the ground.
"I've been waiting for the right one." he said.

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Chapter 12
Scarlet's Point of View
"Okay girls, remember to bring in any pastries for the bake sale tomorrow if you want new uniforms!" the head cheerleader, Lauren reminded us, as we all headed out of the cheerleading meet.
I stared down at the sterling silver watch that was latched around my left wrist, noticing that there was still a good ten minutes before lunch ended.
I made my way over to the cafeteria, wondering if Riley was going to be there.
As I stepped in the lunch room, my eyes scanned our usual lunch table, but I noticed that it was empty.
I frowned, wondering if Riley might've skipped out on lunch to go to the library.
Just as I was about to leave to check the library, my eyes caught onto the far back of the cafeteria.
My eyes stared over to Travis Kapone's, as he stared at the girl who had her back faced to me with an intent look.
As I stared closer, I noticed the familiar brown wavy hair.
Riley was sitting with Travis Kapone.
I suddenly felt anger boiling up inside of me, as I dug my nails into my palms.
Didn't I already warn Riley about Travis?
She was supposed to be my best friend and understand.
Rolling my eyes, as I turned my back on the lunch room, storming out.
My heels clicked its way down the hallways loudly, as I bit the insides of my cheeks.
I was going to make sure that Travis and Riley stay away from each other.
***
I walked up to the front steps of Travis' mansion house, the one that I've been to once before.
I felt my stomach churning as I pressed on the doorbell, waiting for an answer.
A moment later, the door swung open, revealing Travis.
I stared into those same green eyes that I was once in love with before.
"Scarlet." Travis hesitantly muttered, before closing the door behind him. "Why are you here?"
I crossed my arms, glaring at the so called bad boy. "You know why." I hissed. "I want you to stay away from Riley."
Travis stared at me with his eyebrows raised, before he let out a smirk.
"No can do, Scarlet." his eyes sparkled with amusement. "Sorry."
My blood rushed to my cheeks, as I felt myself fume with anger.
"You're only going to hurt her, like you hurt me." I whispered.
Travis snorted, before he rolled his eyes.
"If you've forgotten, Scarlet, you and I hooked up once." he harshly spat. "We're nothing more than that."
I felt my heart drop, but I wasn't going to let this jerk get the best of me.
"You don't mean that." my voice came of soft.
Before I knew it, my hands flew up to Travis' bare chest.
I blame him for never wearing a shirt under his hoodies.
I inched closer to him, pressing Travis' against his front door.
I closed my eyes, breathing in his minty yet smoky scent, remembering the night we shared.
"I know you still love me." I whispered, as I pressed my lips against his.
To my surprise, I felt myself being pushed backwards.
Travis stared at me with digust, as he wiped his lips with the back of his hand.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Travis shouted, making me flinch. "I don't even know who you are!"
Travis went back into his house, slamming the door behind.
And all I could feel is utter heartbreak and anger.

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trouble
Chapter 11
"What do you hate most about people?" Travis asked, as we sat side by side at lunch the next school morning.
Normally, I would be sitting at my usual seat with Scarlet in the lunch room, but today, she had cheerleading practice with her squad.
I kind of got used to all of the staring from other students by now, so when everyone gasped at the fact that I was going to sit with Travis for lunch, I ignored them all.
"That's a sudden question." I joked, but Travis' face was entirely serious. I bit my lower lip, frowning. "What do I hate about people? Like, their characteristics or what?"
Travis nodded, reaching over my tray to steal one of my fries.
I bit back a laugh, as I swatted his hand away.
"Well, I do hate it when people take my things without asking." I teased.
Travis rolled his eyes, as grabbing a handful of my fries.
"Other than that?" he muffled with a mouthful of fries.
I pursed my lips in concentration, shrugging.
The question Travis hit me with was kind of sudden.
My mind went blank, as I let out a sigh, leaning back in my chair.
"I don't really know." I mumbled. "I guess I hate it when people are dishonest."
Travis frowned, as he leaned over the table with interest. "Example, please."
I licked my lips, throwing my head back in frustration.
As much as I hated it, I only said dishonesty because of how Scarlet has been acting lately.
"Well, take Scarlet for example." I started off. "I know she's hiding something from me, but she won't tell me. And she's been snapping at me lately for no reason."
Travis' eyes flickered for a split second, before they went dull and blank again.
I was frustrated at the fact that I could never read what Travis was thinking in his mind.
Most people could judge someone's emotions by the look on their face, but that was not the case when it came to Travis.
Travis was like a blank sheet of paper.
"What about you?" I switched the subject over to him. "What do you hate about people?"
Travis groaned, running a hand through his messy dark hair.
He shrugged, as the shoulder sleeve of his hoodie fell off, exposing the side of his skull tattoo.
"I hate selfish people." Travis finally said with a deep breath. "I hate people who only care about money and themselves."
I frowned, as I realized how much emotion Travis said it with.
I raised an eyebrow, licking my lips.
"Do you know someone whose selfish?" I asked.
Travis' eyes snapped up to me in panic, before he hesitantly shook his head.
"N-no." he stuttered.
I rolled my eyes, groaning. "You're being dishonest with me, Travis. Who is it?"
Travis sank back in his seat, slouching with defeat. "If I tell you, Riley, then you would think differently of me."
I gave him a bland stare, before rolling my eyes. "Don't think so low of me."
Travis narrowed his eyes, before sighing. "It's my parents."
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trouble
Chapter 10
Travis' Point of View
Everyone always labeled as the rebel who did drugs and smoked pot on my spare time.
I never denied the rumors, but yet again, what everyone says isn't completely true.
I guess everyone would find it shocking once they figure out that I'm not a drug addict, but I know for sure that they will be in for a surprise if they find out that my father is the founder and owner of Kapone Hotels, one of the largest chains of inns in the east coast.
"Travis, you're going to get dirt on the carpets!" my mother hissed at me, as I stepped on her precious Italian rugs with my dirty boots.
I rolled my eyes, as I glanced at her from the corner of my eyes. Ripping off my boots from my feet, I tossed them aside, leaving a nice streak of mud on the white carpet.
My mother gasped, as I raised an eyebrow.
"The shoes are off," I muttered sarcastically, "happy?"
My mother held in her breath, as she crossed her arms.
I noticed how she was wearing one of her stupid designer dresses, and had a fancy pearl necklace on.
I wonder where she was going now.
"And have you been smoking?" she leaned closer to me, sniffing the shoulder of my plain, black hoodie.
"No." I lied.
My mother glared up at me with a frown. "You sure smell like it!"
"There, you have your answer." I spat. "Can I leave now?"
My mother gave me one hard look, before she sighed in defeat.
"Your father and I are leaving in a few minutes to a meeting in Toronto. We won't be back for a few days, so-"
Whatever my mother said after that was a blur.
All I could think was how pathetic it was that the two of them are leaving on yet another business trip for the stupid chain of hotels my father owned.
You would think that if you lived in a house flooded with money, you'd be happy, but that was not the case.
Because of the fact that I grew up and was raised by a maid and not my parents, I barely knew them.
I almost never called my parents mom or dad, I called them by their first names, Paul and Colette.
"I don't need to say bye to anyone, Colette." I snapped at my mother. "Tell Paul I said later."
My mother stared at me with anger filled in her eyes, but I didn't care.
She didn't raise me, so she couldn't tell me what to do.
There was a reason why I came out messed up the way I was now.
Never having anyone care about you can really screw you up in the long run.
that was a little insight on Travis' life.
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November 10, 2012 11:09pm UTC

trouble
Chapter 9
I rounded up Scarlet the next afternoon to go shopping, for the sake of old times.
The two of us had been distant ever since Travis came into the picture between us, but I was trying to my best save our friendship.
After all, I had no idea why Scarlet had it out for Travis.
Until she gives me a legitimate reason to not be around Travis, I wasn't going to listen to her demands.
"This dress would look good on you." I held a salmon pink sundress in front of Scarlet's chest. "It looks really good with your blonde hair."
Scarlet ignored me, as she cleared her throat. "Yeah, whatever." she muttered. "Tell me what's going on with you and Travis."
I shot her a look of irritation, as I decided to no respond to her.
Why was she ruining a perfectly good shopping day over this?
"I don't see anything I like here." I let out a sigh, tossing the dress back onto the rack. "Let's go to another store, yeah?"
Scarlet rolled her eyes, as she dropped the subject.
As we exited the store, I couldn't help but feel relieved at the fact that she wasn't constantly pestering me over Travis.
***
The shopping trip hadn't gone as well as I planned.
Scarlet pretty much shut me off for the entire rest of the day, only replying to me with mutters whenever I asked her a question.
At the end of the day, after dinner, when the sky became dark, I decided to ring up Travis, the only one who I wanted to talk to at the moment.
I told him to meet me at the park, at the bench that we always hung around at.
Since the sky had grown pitch dark by now, I threw on a university sweatshirt before I met Travis outside.
I was there before him, waiting an exact ten minutes, but I was glad that he eventually did show up.
"Sorry I'm late." Travis muttered, as he planked himself down on the seat besides me. "You kind of called at the last minute."
I stared up at Travis, frowning. "Really? What were you doing?"
Travis ran a hand through his hair, shrugging. "I was about to go out to a party, but it's no big deal, really."
I raised an eyebrow, as I felt a suddenly wash of guilt. "Oh." I muttered. "Sorry, you could go back now if you want. I mean, the night is still early for a-"
Travis chuckled, as he turned towards me with an amused expression.
"Relax, Riley." he reassured. "It was another dumb high school party with a bunch of idiots who can't handle their liquor, anyways. I was kind of glad you called me before I was dragged away by my friend."
I instantly felt a weight lifted off of my shoulders, as I smiled. "Alright, that's good, I guess."
Travis nodded, staring up at the sky. The stars had been out already, as they shined bright above us.
"So, why did you call me out here anyways?" Travis asked.
I rolled my eyes. "To talk. Unless you would rather go to that party where you can see a bunch of girls half naked?"
Travis smirked, before shaking his head. "I'd rather spend time with you, honestly."
And that was all it took for the two of us to spend the entire night together, just talking.

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November 9, 2012 10:00pm UTC

trouble
Chapter 8
Travis was having his eleventh cigarette for today.
I watched as he pulled the pack of cigarettes out of his pockets before lighting the tip up.
I cringed as he took a sharp intake of the smoke, letting out a gust of gray air.
"Don't you think you've had more than enough for today?" I asked, crossing my arms, as sat at the park bench later that afternoon.
Travis gave me a mere shrug, before slumping down in his seat.
"You can never have enough of these babies." he muttered, before exhaling.
The smell of smoke reached my nose, as I scrunched it up with disgust.
"I hope you know that stuff can kill you one day, you know?" I pointed out.
I considered Travis a friend by now, and I didn't want to see one of my friends die at a young age because of something like lung cancer from smoking a pack of cigarettes a day.
"Who cares?" Travis shrugged. "We all die eventually."
I glared at Travis, before crossing my arms.
God, he was so stubborn.
"You're a really negative person." I blandly said. "I guess it suits you, though."
Travis smirked, throwing his head back in laughter. "Riley, shouldn't you know by now that everything suits me?"
I rolled my eyes, as I pushed him in the shoulder.
He barely budged from his position, as he smirked down at me.
"You have such an ego in that empty head of yours." I teased, sticking my tongue out at him.
Travis chuckled, as he tossed his finished cigarette onto the concrete.
I watched with wide eyes as he reached over in his pocket to take out yet another damned cigarette.
Quickly, I clamped my hand over his, snatching the pack away from his fingertips.
"Hey!" he snapped, trying to take back what was his.
I stuffed the pack of cigarettes in my pocket, as I guarded them protectively.
"I'm trying to help you here, Travis." I said sternly. "I think you've had your fair share of cigarettes today."
Travis' features suddenly weren't so playful anymore.
He had a look of irritation written across his face, as he reached over my body to try to get into the pocket of my hoodie.
My eyes widened, as I pushed him off. "What are you doing?!" I snapped.
Travis gave me a bland look. "I'm trying to take back my stuff."
I groaned, shooting him a look. "No, Travis! You aren't getting these back!"
Travis raised an eyebrow, as a smirk appeared across his lips. "Is that a challenge?"
My eyes suddenly went broad, as Travis laced his arms around me to try to get the cigarettes.
I cursed under my breath when he found out that I was tickilish.
"Travis!" I hissed, while holding my a laugh from where he was tickling my sides. "Stop it, you idiot!"
"Give it!" Travis warned.
"No!"
The pain of being tickled was unbearable.
I didn't even realize how close the two of us had gotten.
He was literally hovering over me, chest pressed against mine.
My mouth went dry, as I felt Travis' hand sneak inside my pocket.
Quickly, I got the pack of cigarettes before he did, and stuffed them down my top, right where my chest was.
Travis' eyes went wide, realizing that he lost.
"Now, get off of me." I gave him a push.

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trouble
Chapter 6
"You know it isn't going to be a good idea if we walk into school together, right?" I told Travis, as he arrived at my house the next morning with his car.
Travis shrugged, as the shoulder of his plain black hoodie fell off, exposing his skull tattoo.
"I don't care." he mumbled, having his morning smoke, before getting in his car.
I got in the passenger seat, as Travis began to drive off.
During the past few weeks, Travis and I had gotten remarkably closer.
I guess I didn't expect us to be actually fit in with each other.
After school, I started to going to the park bench, and every time I was there, Travis would be there as well.
We talked until about absolutely anything until the sun began to set for the night.
I felt comfortable talking to him, I didn't have to watch what I said, like I did around Scarlet, who was my best friend.
I could be myself, but around Scarlet, I knew if I said something wrong, she would snap on me.
Travis, on the other hand, either listened to me, or laughed it off.
"I guess you and I are going to be the talk of the week." I said, as Travis drove down the street in full speed.
Travis smirked, as he tossed his cigarette out of his window. "What do you mean?"
I smiled, as I rolled down my window, letting my hair whip behind my neck.
The morning air was chilly, but it made me feel alive.
"The delinquent boy and the invisible girl," I said dramatically, earning a laugh from Travis, "hanging around each other, dun dun dun!"
Travis let out a chuckle, as he glanced over at me from the corner of his eyes.
"I don't mind it." he paused, as I gave him a frown. "I mean, I guess the rumors are all worth it if I get to hang around you more often."
I let out a nervous laugh, as I stared at the window on my right side. "What do you mean?"
Travis kept his eyes squared on the road, face completely blank.
"I like being with you, you don't judge me." Travis said. "Everyone else who steps within a five foot radius of me gets scared and starts assuming that I'm some psycho who would slaughter them."
I bit on my lower lip, and I couldn't help but feet my cheeks turn red.
I turned my head away from Travis, staring out at the window.
"That's a good thing, right?" I whispered.
I heard Travis' signature smirk, before we parked in front of the school lot.
"It's an amazing thing." he whispered back, before he got out of the car.

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