"Well that was an interesting first day," Brooke sighed and pulled her duvet up to cover her body
"Uh huh," Rachel replied, sitting on her bed cross legged, pulling her buzzing phone out of her bag to read the message and smiling secretively.
"Who's that from?" Brooke asked leaning her head onto her pillow and yawning.
"No one," Rachel replied hastily, stuffing her phone back into her bag and dropping it to the floor.
"Oh come on. I haven't seen you smile like that in a long time, who is it?" Brooke asked, opening a nearby magazine and flicking through the pages.
"Well…"
a reluctant grin played across Rachel's lips "There's this
guy-"
"I knew it! I knew it!" Brooke exclaimed excitedly
"What's his name?"
"Cooper," Rachel responded "And
he's so cute and so sweet. But, he's kind of a little bit
older."
"Everyone loves the older man," Brooke replied but
Rachel shook her head.
"Not
like this, Brooke… He's a lot older."
"Oh my God! He's
not like fifty is he?" she exclaimed and Rachel burst out
laughing.
"Not that old," she grinned "He's only forty,"
Brooke's mouth dropped open "I'm kidding!" Rachel giggled
"You should have seen your face!"
"But seriously, how old is
he?"
"Twenty-nine," Brooke sucked breath in quickly "I know, but it's not wrong, I mean, legally it's completely okay. But there is one slight thing…" her voice trailed off.
"What?" Brooke leant towards her.
"He thinks I'm twenty-six," Rachel replied and Brooke threw a pillow at her playfully.
"Rachel Virginia Gatina!" she laughed "You slut!" they laughed.
"You
can't tell anyone," Rachel's brown eyes grew serious.
"I
promise," Brooke smiled.
