Bree Dooley calmly walked down the hallway that was flooding with high school students. She opened her locker and began to exchange books and fill her bag with them. When she shut it however, she didn't expect to find Chase Davenport leaning against it, smiling.

She dropped her bag and everything fell out as expected. He rushed first and began to stack up her books. The smile was still on his face and it brought a question to mind.

Why?

"Something interesting happen?" Bree asked, smiling slightly as she buttoned her bag and slung it over her shoulder. Chase's smile faltered but didn't fully disappear.

"What? No. It's just that the sun is shining and the birds are out-"

"Calm down, Snow White. I know what the weather is like; I wanna know why you look so happy."

"Am I not allowed to be happy?" He whispered near her ear and Bree's breathe hitched.

"Stop changing the subject." She replied flatly and Chase sighed, running a hand through his spiky brown hair.

"Fine, I was wondering, if you were doing anything tonight?"

Her eyes widened. Was he asking her on a date? THEY WERE FRIENDS!

"No, I'm not." She choked out. He didn't seem to notice but only seemed to focus on her eyes.

"Well, as your friend, it is my obligation to bring you to see the best movie of all time." Chase smirked. Bree resisted the urge to laugh and asked, "And what would that be, Mr. Davenport?"

"The very exquisite Disney film, Wreck-It Ralph."

She burst out laughing. Only he would find that sort of stuff entertaining. The film looked amazing and there was no doubt that she would laugh and cry because that's what always happens when she watches a Disney movie.

"Is that a yes?" He chuckled and Bree nodded, grinning from ear to ear.

"As your new friend, it would be a pleasure to accompany you to the theater to watch Wreck-It Ralph." Bree said once again in her 19th century English accent.

Once Chase left, Ethan appeared in her head. And the giddy feeling she was once experiencing vanished and was replaced with guilt.

She was going on a date with the person who punched Ethan in the face and the worst part was that she was immediate to say yes to Chase and it's taken her a week to even adjust to the fact that he'd even asked.

It was official, Bree Dooley was a little harlot.

[*]

"You did what?!" Marcie said with shades of red and purple chewed up fruit snacks became visible in her mouth.

"I said yes. It's not really a big deal, he is my friend now." Bree said nonchalantly and began to look through what to wear for her dat-gathering with Chase.

"But Ethan asked you out, first. You should at least tell him not to wait up."

"Yeah, you little harlot." Marcie smirked and walked into the bathroom. Bree rolled her eyes and continued to look through her closet.

But really, what was she doing? She was dragging Ethan along when she wasn't even sure how she felt about him and same with Chase. It probably didn't affect him but it certainly affected her and the butterflies that appeared in her stomach were hard to ignore.

What if-

No, that would just be weird…

[*]

Bree put on a touch of lipgloss and looked at Marcie and Kaitlynn for their approval. Kaitlynn nodded and Marcie stuck a large spoonful of Nutella in her mouth while contemplating all of it.

"Kind of fancy to be hanging out with your 'just friend'."

"Oh shut it." Bree said and left the room.

Just as expected, Chase waited outside and Bree scowled when she realized they were walking.

"This wasn't part of the deal."

"Aren't you on the track team?"

Bree blushed deeply, "And your point?"

He laughed and began walking up the dimly lit street.

[*]

Bree was very open to things.

She would try a different sort of fish or try to spit the farthest when it came to her and Leo's loogie contests. But never has she had to jump on a dumpster and into an old shed that was near an old oak tree to watch a movie.

Inside wasn't so bad. She expected the worse there was and everything was surprisingly clean. But she still wanted to know why they weren't in a dark theater.

"Chase, is this where you come to kill people?" Bree asked in mock seriousness. He turned and smiled.

"No. This is my escape. My escape from everything and everyone. And I brought you here because if you look out the window that is on the other side of the room, a large drive in theater once stayed there and they never knocked it down. It was working nicely before. Playing any movie I could find and today is Wreck-It Ralph, boot-leg version."

Bree smiled widely and walked over to the window where in fact, the large screen was now playing Wreck-It Ralph.

"But how did yo-"

"My dad. Billionaire and is completely proud of it. He tried to renovate it a little without going overboard. I came here anyway."

"I bet. It really is nice."

"Yeah-" Bree silenced him by putting her finger to his lips.

"Sh! The movie is starting." Bree whispered and Chase just seemed awestruck at how close they were.

[*]

"Thank you. For tonight." Bree said as they stopped on her porch.

"You're welcome." Chase said and Bree turned to put in her key. Chase called her though and looked beyond conflicted.

"Bree, I just-" He said and then rushed over to her, stopping only centimeters from her face. Her eyes closed and she could feel his lips brush hers in the most gentle way. Goosebumps appeared on her arms and when she opened her eyes only moments late, Chase was gone.

Leaving Bree more confused than ever.

Author's Notes: Hello! Busy week, this week and I am so happy it's over. Happy almost Turkey day btw and make sure to Review!

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