And the World Becomes Flat Again

By: Nicole Lopez

(A/N: I wrote this story about a year ago when I first discovered the world of fan fiction. This story was originally about someone else, but I changed a few little things. This is what life would be like if Scott and the rest of the Cliffhangers never had the issues they have, but a whole different set of issues. I hope you like this as much as I enjoyed writing it.)

~Scott~ I looked at her coffin, knowing that it would be the last time I'd ever see her beautiful face again. And her hair, her hair that seemed to flow on forever, no wave was out of place. Seeing her like that ... dead, it made me realize how short life is and how much I really did love her. I just wish that I had had a chance to tell her. She rescued me. She rescued my soul and brought me to music. Now, I don't know what I'm going to do without her. The other half of me will never be complete again.

"It's time," my mother and the others say as her body is carried out of the room and into the graveyard. Soon, her body is being lowered down. Lower and lower until all traces of her every existing is gone. Now, all I have are fading memories ...

Chapter One: Get Over It

Four Years Earlier (Back in high school) {Scott's Junior Year, Shelby's Sophomore Year}

"Scott are you okay," Shelby came up to me and sat down beside me, putting her arm around my shoulders. "I know it seems like the world is at an end, but in no time, you'll be thankful that it happened." I looked up at her angrily.

"Do you honestly think I'll get over Kat that easily," I asked as a tear threatened to fall down my cheek.

"Yes. I know you will. Scott you're a fighter and it wasn't meant to be. Just think of it this way ... I'll never let go Jack, I'll never let go," Shelby said, portraying her favorite part in Titanic.

"Normally that would work Shelby, but it's much deeper than that. I was actually falling in love with her," I said as I lay my head on her shoulder.

"Well, I'm not going to pretend like I'm hurt that you two broke up, but anytime you want to cry on my shoulder, it's yours," Shelby said as she started to stroke my 'dread-locked' hair. "You know, you should really get rid of this crap in your hair. It looks good on most guys I've seen, but on you, it's just weird," she said as she scrunched up her nose at my hair.

"Gee thanks. First Kat tells me that I'm not good enough for her and now you hate my hair," I said, a little hurt by the Kat thing. A few tears came down my cheeks, not from what she said, but because I was feeling really down.

"Stop getting all emotional on me. You're starting to act like a chick," Shelby said as she wiped away my tears and cupped my face. "I'll never let go Jack, I'll never let go."

This time I laughed, starting her up again. She pulled me to my feet and started singing My Heart Will Go On.

Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you. That is how I know you go on. Far across the distance and spaces between us, you have come to show you go on.

I just stood back and shook my head until she pulled me up and started to dance around me.

Near. Far. Wherever you are, I believe that the heart does go on. Once more, you open door and you're here in my heart and my heart will go on and on.

I tried to pretend like I didn't know her, but people started to stare at us. "What's wrong Jack," her facial expression said as I joined her for the next part of the song. Thanks to her, I knew every lyric from the song and every line from the movie. And she says I act like a chick.

Love can touch us one time and last for a lifetime and never let go till we're gone. Love was when I loved you. One true time I hold to. In my life we'll always go on.

Near. Far. Wherever you are I believe that the heart does go on. Once more you open the door and you're here in my heart and my heart will go on and on..

You're here, there's nothing I fear and I know that my heart will go on. We'll stay forever this way. You are safe in my heart and my heart will go on and on.

After we finished, everyone just looked at us like we were crazy. "Thank you so much. Thank you," Shelby said as she pretended as if she were onstage and the audience had given her a standing obation.

"You are too much," I said, taking her out of her trance.

"Yeah I know, but everyone can't be a Flat Stanley around here," she replied matter-of-factly.

"Flat Stanley? What the hell? Where the heck did that come from," I asked as she headed towards the parking lot towards MY car.

She ignored me and said, "Where are you're keys?"

"In my pocket," I said as a huge grin appeared on her face. "No," I said knowing that she wanted to drive my car.



"Fine then," she pouted as she turned her back to me. I came up to her a apologized.

"Shelby. If you could drive I would let you, but I can't risk you wrecking my car." She seemed to accept that, so I hugged her and before I knew what was going on, she grabbed my car keys out my back pocket.

"Give 'em back," I said as she held the keys up where I couldn't reach them. I hated when she wore those stiletto boots.

Shelby laughed at me as I tried to get the keys. Finally, I grabbed her waist and pulled her back, knocking her off balance. She would've fallen if I hadn't broken her fall.

"Gotta go," she called out as she cranked up the car and sat in the driver's seat. I barely got into the passenger's side before she started to pull off.

"Shelby if you wreck my car. I swear I-" I began as she turned on the radio, drowning out my voice.

She started to sing No Doubt's Just a Girl. and almost hit another car. "WATCH OUT," I screamed as I took the wheel into my own hands. I gave her one of my looks and watched her calmly put on some lip gloss.

"Chill out Scott. I already told you that I wouldn't let anything harm your baby."

~Shelby~ "Chill out Scott. I already told you that I wouldn't let anything harm your baby," I said after I had applied my lip gloss. I knew perfectly well how to drive. I mean how else would I get my permit? Anyway, my plan was working out fine. Scott was no longer thinking about Kat. Boy am I good or what?

"What are you smiling about," Scott asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"Just something," I said as I pulled into the mall special parking lot.

"No you are not," Scott began as his jaw dropped. I knew how much her hated the mall, but this time it wasn't for ME.

"Yes. We've got to do something about your wardrobe Scott. Besides you owe me. Remember the time I let you dress me up as 'Slut Barbie'," I asked as I went to the other side and pulled him out of the car.

"NO way in hell I'm going in there," he said while shaking his head.

"Well, then we're not in hell. We're in heaven. The mall is as close to heaven as we're going to get . that and music of course," I continued as I escorted him into the Gap.

"Are you crazy? Doesn't this place stand for 'Gay and Proud' or something," he asked trying to avoid going shopping.

"You can't believe everything you here. Remember that rumor about me?" I asked as I started looking at some really cute black sweaters for Scott.

"Yeah. That you were really a 34-year-old woman that had nine kids or something like that," he replied as I handed him stuff to try on.

"Come on Scott," I said as I nudged him towards the dressing room.

~Scott~ "Come on Scott," Shelby said as he pushed me into the dressing room. I can't believe I was about to do this. Finally, I came out in some pleather pants and a red sweater.

"Aww. You look so adorable," Shelby said as she came up to me and pinched my cheeks.

"I look like a sissy," I said pouting. "Please tell me that this is some kind of joke or something," I said looking Shelby into her freakishly brown-green eyes and giving her the 'puppy dog' look.

"You got me. I just wanted you see how'd you look if you were in the Backstreet Boys or something."

"Please Shelby. I told you that I don't ever want to hear about them. They're a disgrace to REAL music."

"Yeah Scott? A few years ago, you ... never mind," her voice trailed of as she took out a Polaroid and snapped a picture of me . well a couple of pictures. "Gotcha," she yelled out as I stuck my tongue out at her, while giving her the finger. Being around Shelby make me feel young, like a little kid and like she always says "You've gotta live it up."

"So where are we going now," I asked as she kept laughing at the pictures she took of me in the Gap. "Put those away," I mumbled as I reached for them, but she was too quick for me.

"Well, I figured that you needed a new guitar," she said as we walked into Huss Music.

"Are you serious," I asked knowing that Shelby spent a ridiculous amount of money on gifts.


"This is for my birthday, isn't it?"

"Nope. I'm still deciding on what to get you for that," she said with a smile as I started to look around for the perfect guitar.

(A/N: Please Review. This will be a good story-trust me on this one. -NL)