Riot Girl
Sorry for the long break, blame total lack of inspiration.
Last chap, how devastating. Im thinking of starting another story, maybe.
Well hope you enjoyed the story, and thank you for your reviews, and lemme know if you liked the ending…Im not sure if I did. Anways!
Italics are flashbacks.
"Okay, so, Im all packed," I said, looking at Peyton with what I knew was a helpless expression.
"Uh, Brooke! Don't look at me like that!" She whined.
"Like what?" I asked, innocently.
"I hate you, stop looking at me that way!" She shouted.
"Hey! Don't hate me, hate the bitch who's fault this is!" I defended.
"Oh believe, I do, an when I find out who it is, Im gonna whoop they're ass!"
"Oh I knew I loved you for some reason P.Sawyer!" I smiled, pulling the lanky blonde into a tight hung.
God, I cannot believe Im actually leaving this place.
I mean, don't get me wrong, its still a total hell hole.
But at least it grew to be a fun hell hole.
Peyton suddenly pushed me back, tears springing to her eyes.
God, was aI really that memorable?
"Okay, quit go, before I cant stop the water works!" She sniffled, ushering me away.
"Hey, Im gonna see you like, way soon anyway! Like, as soon as I get there, Ill leave to see you again!"
"As soon?" She laughed a little.
"Okay, well maybe in a few weeks!"
Truth was, as soon as my Mom's eyes left me, I was gonna bail.
Straight to the east.
Straight to Tree Hill.
"This sucks!" Peyton said, stomping her foot like a little girl.
"Uh, excuse me, at least you get Luke and Nate and Haley, Im stuck on the other side of the Fricken country while you get to live it up with all your friends!" I whined.
"I'd hardly say we're gonna live it up," Peyton laughed.
She had a point…but still.
"Anyways, there's only like, not even a term left of school, seeing as we spent three months here," Peyton reasoned.
"Score, right?" I said, high fiving her, before pulling her into another long hug.
Everyone was sitting around the flagpole, which had now become the main congregation point.
The tension was thick in the air.
Anybody with half a brain could tell something was up.
Something big, and whatever it was, it was going down right now.
"…Just the people we've been waiting for," Said Jonno.
"Uh, why exactly?" Asked Lucas, leading Brooke to sit down.
"Don't bother taking a seat Brooke, join me in front of the group," He said, a tiny smirked planted on his mouth.
"What?" Brooke asked, rolling her eyes.
"How about a little respect?" He shouted.
"How about no!" Brooke retorted, giving him a glare.
She was over him, and his creep, try-hard pedophile like ways.
Jonno ignored her.
"I take it you know why you here?"
"No," She answered, looking bored.
"Okay, well then, let me ask you something," He asked, turning to grab something of a bench.
"Okay, what?"
Jonno scowled, but didn't bother to justify her with a response.
"Have you seen this sign before?" He asked, holding the, now infamous, Brookside street side.
"Yeah."
"You have?" Jonno asked, his brow scrunched in confusing.
Was she actually admitting it?
"Yeah, at that assembly you called, asking who stole it and all," Brooke replied, twirling her hair.
She was trying to act nonchalant and careless, but secretly she was scared out of her wit.
"Oh ok then. So you're a thief as well as a liar?" Jonno more stated than questioned.
"Excuse me!?" Brooke yelled, raising her eyebrow.
"Roll the tape!" He yelled, as another counselor put a disc into a laptop, that was placed in front of everyone.
There was this strange, yet weirdly familiar screeching in my ears.
And it sounded like it was saying my name.
Oh God. Oh no.
She was here.
"Broooooke!" My Mom screamed, lunging at me.
At first I thought she was about ready to rugby tackle me to the ground, for screwing up once again.
But she just wrapped her arms around me, and hugged me tightly.
Wow, I cant believe it, she actually missed me.
"Okay, Mom, its getting hard to breath!" I gasped, finally being able to pull away.
"Sorry baby! I Just missed you so much!" She shrieked.
Well maybe you shouldn't have sent me here in the first place. Bitch.
"Aww I missed you too Mom!" I said, full of fake enthusiasm, that my Mom had always been oblivious to.
"I have a few people to say goodbye to Mom," I said motioning to my group of friends over my shoulder.
"Okay babe, Ill be in the car. Don't take too long, Kay." She said, kissing me on the head before picking up my bag, and taking it to the car.
I walked over to a sad group of people, standing around, looking restless.
God, now I was making everyone depressed.
"Brooke!" Haley whined, throwing her arms around me tightly.
"You have know idea how much Im gonna miss you!" She said, wiping tears from her cheeks.
"Well you wont have to miss me for too long!" I smiled, trying to be positive.
"Im gonna come see you guys so soon!" I said.
"Well Ill still miss you." That was Nathan.
Him and I never really got that close, but he was still an awesome guy.
"You too Nate," I pulled him into a hug. "Look after her," I whispered in his ear, before pulling back.
He smiled, reassuring me he would, and pulled a still teary Haley, into a hug.
"Oh God Brooke! I can't believe your going back to California!"
That was Bevin. Duh.
"Bev, we're in California." I said slowly.
"Huh?"
"Never mind," I said hugging her goodbye.
Just then a red-headed, devil's advocate came into my eye line.
"Rachel," I said in monotone.
"Bitch," She replied, smirking.
I broke out into a smile, "Ill miss fighting with you." I told her.
She laughed bitterly, "Right, and Ill miss you ugly face."
"Ill miss you fat ass," I retorted, bitchiness evident in my tone.
"Well, if I never see you again, have a good life I guess." She said, trying not to sound too sentimental.
"You too Rachel."
"Bye Chook," She replied, sharply flicking my nose, and walking away!
"Ow!" I shouted, stomping my foot.
"Im gonna kick your ass!" I shouted after her, but she just waved me off.
The disc loaded into the computer, and started playing a fuzzy screen, before switching to somebody filming.
It was just of the ground, and somebodies really bad filming, but soon a dormitory was in site.
It was the girls dorm.
Giggling could easily be heard, and it got louder, and louder, as the cameraman got closer to the cabin.
The wooden door was slowly, and tactfully pushed open, not a sound could be heard, except the loud giggles.
Suddenly four girls, sitting on a bed came into the camera's view.
They were the source of the giggling, and they were clearly intoxicated.
"Oh yeah, well what are you scared of then, Miss…Un-Clown-Scarer…."
The giggling died down and you could finally hear them talking.
The brunette shook her head, and bit her lip, "Honestly?"
"Duh!" A dark-blonde laughed.
"Of getting caught and getting kicked out," Replied the brunette.
"Your not gonna get caught B!" That was a curly blonde.
"Yeah, how are they gonna know its you?" Another blonde. Seemingly innocent, and obliviously chewing her hair.
The brunette girls jaw dropped, "My names on the sign!" She shouted.
"Yeah spelled completely wrong. Seriously who is dumb enough to steal a street sign with their name spelled wrong on it?" Asked the curly blonde.
"Ill tell ya who," She continued, "You, and Bevin."
The oblivious blondes head snapped up, "Hey!"
The screen went fuzzy, and then stopped playing.
"Well this is it," I said, slowly trudging my way over to stand in front of my boyfriend.
He just stared down at me adoringly.
God I love him.
"Ill miss you so much," I stated, trying to hold back my tears.
"Ill miss you more," He replied, linking both his hands with mine.
"You better!" I joked, stepping in closer to him.
"Ill call you every day," I said.
"Promise?" He asked quietly, clearly as upset about this lame arangment as I was.
"Pinky," I said, extended my pinky and linking it with his own, before kissing my hand, as he did his.
"Goodbye pretty girl," He said sadly, pulling me into a heartfelt hug.
I couldn't stop the tears cascading down my face.
He pulled back.
"Baby, please don't cry."
"Sorry, I cant help it. Im gonna miss you so much!" I mumbled through my tears, before burying my face in his chest.
"Hey," He said, putting his finger under my chin, and lifting it so I face him.
"I love you Brooke."
"I love you more," I stated, biting my bottom lip.
"I doubt it," And with that he pulled me into one final kiss.
A farewell kiss.
A lust filled, anger-fueled, sad kiss.
As we pulled apart he smiled at me.
"See you soon babe."
"You too, gorgeous," He replied.
I leant up and place a final, sweet peck on his lips, before getting in the car, and waving my final goodbye.
"So Brooke,"
Brooke rolled her eyes, "So Jonno."
He frowned, "Is there anything you'd like to confess to, or must I squeeze it out of you?"
Brooke looked at her friends and boyfriend, all sporting the same worried expression.
They all knew this wasn't good.
She knew it was over.
The gig was up.
She was screwed, over, finito.
"I stole the street sign," She whispered, her head down.
"What? Speak up Brooke, cause' we cant hear you!" Jonno yelled.
"I said, I stole the sign, ass!" She yelled back, into his face.
Well, she was already busted anyway, she may as well let him know he was an ass.
Jonno looked her dead in the eye.
"Brooke Davis, you are to return to your dorm and pack your belongings. Your mother has been phoned, and is currently on her way to pick you up." He explained.
"Your are no longer welcome at Lake Princeton Camp For Disorderly Teens."
Brooke rolled her eyes.
"You know," Jonno babbled on, "Every once in a while, we have somebody sent to us, who is so bad we don't stand a chance at helping them. And your one of them Brooke. Your just a disappointment." He scolded her.
Brooke once again rolled her eyes, trying to fight back the tears threatening to fall.
She failed to noticed the red-head in the corner, grinning in satisfaction.
"Can I at least keep the sign?" She asked cockily, getting a laugh from the other kids.
"Out!" Jonno screamed, as she walked away, with as much confidence as she could muster.
We'd been on the road for just over half an hour, and already my Mom was pissing me off.
You know what? I think she might actually be the route of my evildoings.
I mean she's just so annoying that I cant help but rebel!
She sighed loudly.
Great, that meant she wanted to talk.
"So, how's things?" I asked.
"Oh you know, same old, same old." She replied.
"Cool." I stated, staring out the window.
She sighed again.
"God! Mom, what?"
"I just missed you is all," She smiled sadly at me.
"Well that's your own fault for shipping me off there isn't it!" I yelled.
"Hey settle down! I was only saying." She semi-yelled back.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
It was quiet for another few minutes, as we continued our journey South.
"So, uh, when you get home, you'll notice a few things different."
"A few things like what?" I asked, my eyebrows raised.
"Like everything in your room is gone…."
"Excuse me!" I yelled, interrupting her.
"….and is being shipped across the country," She continued as if I never spoke.
"What? Why?"
"Because Brooke, your going to live with your father." She said.
"What! Are you kidding me? That's bullshit, you said, that if I went to this stupid ass camp, that I didn't have to move!" I shouted.
This was absolute crap. She lied to me.
Flat out, straight to my face. She lied!
"Well that was the case, until once again you screwed up Brooke."
I rolled my eyes and scoffed.
"Don't roll your eyes at me! Its for you, to better yourself."
"Well I don't wanna better myself! I like me how I am!"
"Yeah, well not a lot of other people do Brooke!"
Ouch.
That was low.
Real low. Especially for a Mother.
"Coz you have so many friends!" I shot back, only to be completely ignored.
"I think you should get to know him."
"I don't wanna get to know him!"
"Well too bad."
I scoffed, I was pretty damn sure I wasn't gonna be able to sweet talk my way out of this one.
"Where does he live anyways?" I asked, my arms folded across my chest.
"Uh, North Carolina, a place called….Tree Hill, I think."
I perked up instantly.
A smile crept across my face.
And suddenly all thoughts of California were eliminated from my head.
This place was gonna be AWESOME!!!