THE FOSTERS: GAME ON!

So, I am a huge "Brallie" fan, and I honestly can't wait 'till the next episode, so I decided to write a fan fiction to keep me busy. And I just wanted to let you guys know that the first scene that I'm writing takes place at home after the poetry thing, and everything in Italics (For example ) is either a dream, or they are thinking. Oh, and I will be changing point of views, so anyways hope you like it! :)

Chapter 1: Hypnotized

Brandon POV

I lay in my bed trying to go to sleep, but I can't. Every time I close my eyes I end thinking about this morning at school when I saw Wyatt kissing Callie."Ughhh, I was so angry! But most of all…I was hurt," I thought to myself. "And I still am." I groaned and rolled over stuffing my pillow into my face. " I mean why did she kiss him? I had pretty much told her how I felt about her the night before. Does she really not feel that way back?" I groaned again into my pillow, and then rolled over onto my back, when another thought had occurred to me. "What if she was trying to make me jealous? What if she saw me in the hallway, and kissed Wyatt knowing I would see her?" I smiled just at the thought. "Well, I guess I'm just going to have to play her at her own game."

Callie POV

"Hey, I said I was sorry," I say while walking behind Brandon onto the front porch.

"And I said it was ok." Brandon says in a sarcastic tone.

"Then why are acting so mad?"

"You really have to ask! You just had me pick you up on a date with 'Wyatt'!"

"Why do you hate Wyatt so much.."

"This isn't even about Wyatt.." he says with clenched teeth.

I look at him, confused.

His eyes come in contact with mine, and I start to shiver, "… I don't want you dating Wyatt, because I don't want you dating anyone."

I stand there silently not sure what to say. Until, something makes me jump.

"Callie! Callie! Callie…"

"Callie! Turn your stupid alarm clock off!" I open my eyes to see Mariana throwing a pillow at me from across the room. She lays back down in her bed pulling her blanket over her head. I groan, and slowly get out of bed to turn my alarm off. Only to hear Mariana quietly snoring again. I move my way out the door, grabbing my towel and clothes on the way. When I walk into the hallway, I see Brandon walk into the bathroom, and getting ready to close the door.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing?" I say stopping Brandon before he closed the door.

He opens the door wide enough for him to see me, "What do you mean? I'm fixing to take a shower."

I glare at him, "You know I always take a shower at this time…before anyone wakes up!"

"I'm awake," he says smiling.

"That's not what I mean!"

He stares at me for a while, and then finally says something, "Well….". He shuts the door quickly before I have anytime to react.

"Brandon!" I yell banging on the door, but is soon cut off by the sound of water inside the bathroom. "Ugh!" I bang one last time on the door, before I turn to lean against the wall.

Finally, after a good 20 minutes, I hear the water turn off. "Finally!" I stand up, and wait for the door to open, and when it does I can't help but stare.

"Umm, uhhh, w-wears your shirt?"

"Oh, I accidentally, left my shirt in my room." I stare at his abs, but soon find myself looking into his brown eyes, and get lost.

"Umm, are you okay," he waves his hand in front of my face, "Hello? Earth to Callie."

"W-what?" I say stuttering a bit. He laughs a little, " I asked if you were okay." He takes a step closer, and out of the bathroom.

"Umm, yah. I'm-I-I just need to take a shower." I make my way past Brandon and into the bathroom, ignoring the touch of his bare skin brushing against mine. I slam the door behind me, not daring to look back.

Brandon POV

I watch as Callie brushed past me, and slams the door in my face. I can't help, but smile knowing that my planned had worked. I didn't really forget to bring my shirt into the bathroom. I actually did it on purpose to see how Callie would react, and judging by the look on her face… she was hypnotized. I looked down and laughed, then went to my room to finish getting ready for school.