Okay this is for all you Brase fans out there. Now this is my first time writting a love style story so I need constructive critsism just nothing offensive. No. Let's get on with it.
Chapter 1: Why?
Chase stared at the flyer.
Another school dance! He thought.
These were just nights for him to sit around watching everyone but him dance. People sometimes laugh at him and say "Open the fridge" not knowing that it deeply hurts him.
At least it makes Bree happy Chase thought sighing.
He turned around ready to go when he saw Bree looking at a cute boy. He walked over.
"Hey Bree." Chase said.
She jumped then turned to look at him. "Chase. Don't sneak up on me I'm trying to look casual."
"But Mr Davenport wants us back as soon as." Chase try's to tell her but she just watches the boy like a hawk.
"Hey guys." Adam smiled walking towards them.
"Hey Adam." I replied politely still trying to get Bree to budge.
"Bree?" Adam asks unsure if his sister was conscious. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine stupid." She hissed.
Adam backed of and looked at me. We have a brother connection which means sometimes we get the same idea. We both decide to leave Bree and go see Mr Davenport.
Half way back she catches up.
"Hey. So who's looking forward to the dance?" she asks back to her cheerful self.
"Oh will there be candy- ooh and cake-and" Adam said excitedly.
"Try thinking dancing and cute boys instead. Dresses and suits that make a perfect evening." Bree said.
"But that's the boring stuff." Adam moaned.
Bree pulls a face as if to say 'You did not just say that.' Adam just carries on still with a dumb smile. Leo who seems to just tag along decided to join in.
"I'm looking for the perfect girl. I even have a list."
Chase looked at him, "You would screw the list if any girl said yes."
Leo glared back offended but realising it wasn't far from true.
Once they arrived home Bree decided to give the boys a fashion show of dresses.
"Do you guys like this one?" Asks Bree modelling a black, sparkly, strapless dress, twirling and showing of.
Adam and Leo just made silly comments like 'its too sparkly' or 'I think it looks like a dress.'
Chase enjoyed looking at his gorgeous sister trying on dresses.
"I like it. It goes with your eyes. But Bree you don't need a perfect dress you are perfect." Chase complimented.
"Arh. Thanks Chase." Bree smiles unaware Chase actually meant every word.