'We had been best friends for as
long as I can remember. There was Peyton- the artist, Haley- the brain,
Jake- the comedian (or so he thought), Nathan- the jock, Lucas- the
quiet broody one, and Me, Brooke- cheerleader'
"I'm not broody." Lucas said peeking over her shoulder to see what she was writing.
"Ha." she said sarcastically.
"And your more than a cheerleader." he added, leaning on her bed.
Haley
was in Brooke's chair curled up with her English assignment, Peyton was
sprawled out on the floor listening to music, and Nathan and Jake were
playing some basketball video game. So just Brooke and Lucas were on
the bed.
"Then what am I?" she asked staring him in the eyes.
"I don't know the bitch, the vixen, the wild and unstoppable one."
She hit him in the arm, "Don't call me bitch."
"Wait that's the new rule?" Jake asked looking up from his game.
Brooke hurled her pillow in his direction.
"What are you doing anyway?" Haley asked laughing as she walked up to her best friend.
"You
ever just feel like writing? Like you have to get your thought on paper
so they can make,…I don't know sense?" Brooke asked.
There was a silence in the air, finally Jake piped up, "Who are you? And what have you done with Brooklyn Davis?"
"Shut up! And for the millionth time my name isn't Brooklyn!"
"So…changing the subject now, what are we doing tonight?" Peyton asked.
"Tonight? You mean the last night of freedom we have before we start high school?" Brooke asked rhetorically.
"I vote going to play basketball, for the last time in the 9th grade gym." Nathan said.
"We don't have the key." Lucas reminded.
"And Peyton and I have no marketable skills when it comes to any sports area." Haley added.
"Well you will once you two join the ravens with me." Brooke said in a sing song voice.
"No." Haley said.
"I might." Peyton piped up surprising them.
"What?" the other five asked.
"My um my mom was a cheerleader." she explained.
That was all the explanation they needed.
"Well, ok then, I'll be look out you guys hurry up." Haley said.
"Tutor Girl! Your coming with." Brooke said.
"No way." Haley said, "If we get caught this will be on my permanent record!"
"Hales we're not gonna get caught." Nathan said.
"But if we do you can be the first one to say I told you so." Jake added.
"I'm also reserving the rights to do the 'told-ya-so dance." She said.
"Fine now hurry up." Luke said.
"How the hell are we getting in?" Brooke asked.
Nathan produced a small key from behind a brick.
"How did you know about that?" Jake asked.
"I saw Coach Andrew do it once. I was just waiting for the right time to use it."
And
so a few hours were killed. They were filled with laughter, and
happiness. Finally the kids decided they needed to do their little
night before first day of school ritual.
"Okay now you know the rules." Lucas said opening the little case that held their predictions.
"Yeah, read em to yourself first them make up some crap to read aloud." Brooke said taking hers.
"I was gonna say read them aloud as they're written, but seeing as how none of us have ever done that…do what Brooke says."
Peyton opened her.
This year I will visit mom's grave.
This year I won't spend all my time drawing in class.
This year I won't date any losers, like Andrew Lemons, (What kind of name is Andrew Lemons anyway)
This year I…will make an effort in life.
Next year I will have a better list.
Haley unfolded her paper, looked over her shoulder to make sure no one was looking and began to read.
Hmm another new year. Let's see…
I will stop singing along to the theme song of Friends,
I will continue tutoring,
I will make a difference in someone's life,
And I will kiss a boy, (Hopefully.
I will also make a better list for next year.
Jake sighed.
I will get over my crush on Peyton!
I will get over my crush on Peyton!
I will get over my crush on Peyton!
I will get over my crush on Peyton!
I will get over my crush on Peyton!
Maybe I'll date that junior girl that asked me out at 'graduation?
I will come up with a better list next year!
Nathan read silently to himself.
I'll bring up my grades, even if I gotta get help from hales.
I'll tell my dad to leave me the hell alone, I can hang with my brother whenever I want.
I'll help mom out more around the house, (sometimes)
I'll come up with a better list when we graduate 10th grade.
Lucas opened his after studying the looks on his friends face.
This year I hope to read some good books, be happy, and hand with my friends and family as much as possible.
Oh yeah and I also want to ask Brooke out.
Plus come up with a better list for next year.
Brooke smiled to herself reading.
Hmmm, lets see… this year I will be on the high school cheer squad,
I'll keep my grades to a b average.
I'll stop checking out Lucas's ass every time he gets up. (Well actually I probly will)
And next year I swear I'll have a much better list!
Please review! Should I continue? If I do them I'll explain the whole back story, or rather I'll let Brooke's writing do that.
-Em