A/N: This story starts in the middle of Season 1, Episode 5, after Greer, Brenna, Kieran, and Beth see Pretty in Pink. I know this chapter is short but I'll have the second chapter up soon.

Greer's POV

I can't believe myself; I think I'm actually falling for Brenna Carver. I never thought I'd think that. There's just something about her that is so intriguing, I can't help but like her. I know my chances are slim though. I mean look at her and then look at me; I'm just a girl who likes top knots and pretty dresses. What could she see in me? I feel ridiculous for even considering wanting to date her. She's just so different from me and everyone I know, it's refreshing.

I was lying on my bed, thinking about her, when she called me and I have to say I was shocked. She's made it pretty clear that she doesn't want us to hang out, so it's weird that she called me, especially since it so late, I mean, it's almost midnight.

I answered the call and she asked me if I could meet up which surprised me. I said yes, even though I'd already changed into my pajamas and quickly changed out of them and into an outfit that I thought she'd like before hurrying to meet her.

When I get there and see her I can tell she's upset and I still can't figure out why she wanted me to come when she could have called her boyfriend, who I assume would have been a better choice to comfort her but hey, I'll take it even if it is just as friends.

"Hey, sorry to make you walk so far. I forgot how far this was from the parking lot," Brenna said softly.

"No problem," I said honestly. "I was kind of surprised to hear from you," I added.

"I hope its okay. There's just a lot of stuff going down at my house right now and I had to get away," Brenna said and I realized that something wasn't right but I couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," I said trying to comfort her.

"I just wanted to be around someone who would, make me, feel better," Brenna said and I wasn't sure how to respond.

"Brenna, what happened?" I asked, realizing that something was wrong.

"My sister is really sick," she responded with tears in her eyes and I moved over so I was sitting right next to her and she laid her head on my shoulder.

It seemed like we sat there forever but at the same time I didn't want to move. "It's getting late. I should probably get back," she said. Even though I didn't want to leave I knew she was right, so I nodded in agreement. It was probably twelve-thirty by now and I knew I should be getting back too.

"Call me in the morning?" I asked. I wanted to make sure that she was okay because I was worried about her.

"I will," she said softly as got up and walked away.

"Talk to you tomorrow," I said with a smile as I walked back to my car.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I would love to hear your suggestions for where you think the story should go so let me know! R & R