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Chapter 2: Aunts and Gossip
OK, so I'm not exactly in the best shape. All hopes of joining track were quickly dashed as I walked into Karen's Cafe gasping for breath.
There at the counter, with a sketch pad showing off a half drawn dress balanced on her lap, was my Aunt Brooke, just who I was looking for.
"I need to talk," I panted, plopping down on the seat to her side.
"Sure," she answered without looking up from her design. "Wait, have you been running? I didn't know you could do anything athletic," she laughed.
"Brooke this is important," I whined. "Actually it is two very important things," I corrected.
"Go on," she waved a hand, now listening to me. If there was anyone who would pay attention to gossip it would be Brooke.
"Well, have you seen the news lately? Apparently the Scott family is expanding," I huffed.
"Oh, I know. It is so exciting! When your mom called me last night I swear all the neighbors heard my scream. You get to big sister, won't it be fun," Brooke was bouncing in her chair by this point.
"They told you before they talked to me," I frowned.
"Riley, they're probably just waiting till it's finally. They're at the appointment right now, so I'm guessing you were supposed to learn tonight," she tried to cover her tracks.
"And that really worked out," sarcasm rang through my words.
"Stop being mean Rie. It is really tough for your parents, what with reporters following them everywhere. Of course, I'll have to deal with all of this after my big amazing meeting Monday night. Clothes over Bros is going global," she grinned. "Which reminds me, can you babysit for Becca?" she asked.
I nodded. Babysitting for my little cousin Rebecca was always fun, she idolized me. It was always great for a self-esteem boost.
"Alright so this other problem I have," I began, then stopped myself. I should have known not to start up a conversation like this with Queen Blabber-Mouth, but I was already too far in. 'Well, I have these friends who are now in a relationship and-," I was quickly cut off.
"You and Jay are finally together! This great, I have to call Bevin right now," Brooke jumped up and was halfway to the phone.
"Wishful thinking Brooke. It's not me," my comment was met with a huge frown. "So, these friends of mine were pretty close before they started anything, and now I'm worried about the friendship factor. What if they break, I mean it would completely ruin the fantastic four-," I gasped, quickly covering my mouth.
"Jenny and Keith are dating," Brooke's eyes seemed to be bulging out of her head now.
"I never said that! Brooke don't say a word, I don't even now if they are actually dating or just-," I stopped myself again.
"Or just what, Rie?," Brooke raised her eyebrows.
"Please don't say anything," I begged, already knowing it was useless. Aunt Brooke and secrets simply do not mix.
"Lucas will not like this, I mean his brother, and I have to tell Peyton and Jake, they won't like what their daughter is up to," Brooke had an evil grin plastered to her face.
I could only see one chance of getting out of this. Guilt. "Aunt Brooke, you know I trust you enough to come open up and tell you all of my deep dark secrets. It would just break my heart if you ruined that," I put on my best puppy dog pout.
"Fine, but you better be one hell of a babysitter," she laughed, but I could tell from her sour look that she was disappointed.
"You know I am," I called over my shoulder, walking out of the cafe.
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"Riley, we're in the kitchen," my dad's loud voice boomed through the house as I walked in.
"Kay," I answered, deciding to take my sweet time. After hanging up my North Face jacket, gingerly taking off my Uggs, and spending a good few minutes twiddling my fingers my dad yelled again.
"Rie, we really need to talk to you."
Casually I strolled into the room, my arms crossed tightly against my chest. My parents were both sitting at the table, fully prepared for an ambush. "Ready to finally tell me your news, or should I go back online to learn more," I glared. My mom looked positively confused, but my dad caught on.
"Riley, we really wanted to tell you before anyone found out but-," my dad began.
"You were to busy calling Brooke," I shouted.
"Honey, she's one of my best friends, and I only told her that I might be pregnant," my mom defended herself.
"Yes, and daughters are nothing next to friends. Blood relations mean nothing these days," I threw my arms in the air and stormed out of the kitchen.
"That went well," I heard my dad faintly from the stairs. "Want me to take this?"
"No, I'm the one who called Brooke, when I should have gone to Riley. I wasn't even thinking that she would get angry," My mom replied. I heard her get up, forcing me to rush to my room. Oh the trouble that eavesdropping causes.
"Riley, can I come in?" my mom asked.
My silence was taken as a yes, allowing my mother to walk in. "I'm sorry that I didn't go to you first, I hope this doesn't make me a bad mother," she sat down down next to me on the bed. "I just wanted to know for sure before doing anything."
"And...," I pushed. Alright so I can't stay mad at my mom. I guess I'm just bad at being a teenager.
"I'm two months in," she patted her still flat belly.
A smile began to spread across my face as I turned to my mom. "Big sister Riley, I think it fits."
She smiled as well. "You aren't mad," she asked.
"No," I huffed. "You have been forgiven by the great and almighty Riley," I laughed.
"How lucky! Now will you join us for dinner? We have your favorite, Mac & Cheese."
I followed her out of the room, feeling a bit better. Only a bit though. I still had to deal with school tomorrow.
