Alright, so I've decided that this is the last chapter I will be posting.

I will only continue posting if somebody tells me they want me to continue.

Enjoy. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own OTH or any of its characters, but I do have season three on DVD, data disks, and on video tape. :D

-- CHAPTER 13 -- Two Weeks --

Brooke figured that they hadn't known she listened in on them because the days went on... and on and on.

After two weeks of staying at Andy's place everything seemed routine, yet it didn't.

Every other day Nick would go over and they'd all eat dinner together. Of course, Nick and Andy were always being total jerks towards each other. It was amusing for Brooke; she'd never seen a relationship like theirs. It was interesting... Nick was getting to know Brooke some more too. He knew everything people at school could know about her and a few things only Andy knew, but not all the crap about her mom. Only the basics. He had obviously not been satisfied enough with her 'cranky grandma' excuse so she told him that she just didn't get along with Vivian and that she was just going to avoid her while she was in town.

They'd gone out to watch a movie together the weekend after regionals. After the movie Nick had thrown all the leftover popcorn on Andy leaving a mess behind, and a very angry Andy. Brooke couldn't help but laugh anyway. Her and Nick had fun teasing Andy, Andy and Brooke had fun teasing Nick too about how he was going to go tone deaf and have to take up modeling women's clothing for Brooke if he kept on being a meanie. And of course Andy and Nick would team up against Brooke now and then about her being so short comparing to them. They were both at least a head taller than her.

When Nick wasn't around, Andy and Brooke would spend most of the time together watching movies, talking, playing video games. Grand Theft Auto San Antonio was Andy's favorite... Brooke wanted to go old school and play Mario Kart or Mortal Combat on the 64 most of the time. He teased her about how he was a boy therefore he knew which games were better. It was always fun to be around Andy. His presence made her feel safe. His home and Andy in general made her feel completely at home, something she'd never completely felt back at her house. She didn't tell him that but somehow she felt he assumed.

They were attune to each other somehow, that when he felt stressed about something she would stress with him without really taking notice until he'd mention something like. 'Hey, don't be stressed too. I'm stressed enough for the both of us'. Or when she'd be angry about something you'd find him angry for her as well. It was a very odd relationship, but since Brooke had never actually had someone to hang out with this way and to talk to the way her and Andy did, she thought of him as well... her best friend. Nothing More. He'd said to Nick that night she'd been eavesdropping... Every time she thought about how those words actually hurt her she'd think of something else. Why grow stronger feelings for someone who wouldn't ever feel the same way? She thought.

They still slept in the same bed. There had been one morning when he had his arm wrapped around her when she awoke. He'd apologized and moved back to his side facing away from her, and he'd gone back to sleep. That didn't happen again. He'd grown a habit of kissing her forehead every time he was going to leave the house without her. Either on one of his friends with benefits get together or to go some place with Nick.

She wasn't always hanging around them either. She still let them have their guy times, just like she still had her girl times. She had the habit of kissing his cheek before she left to go and hang out with Bevin or for Saturday morning cheer practice. It was all routine though... she didn't look much into it. Or at least she tried not to, because she couldn't help but notice every time he kissed her goodbye a jolt of electricity shot through her body, but faded quickly when he was out of sight.

There were a few encounters where it got a little awkward. One Saturday morning she'd forgotten to tell Andy that she wasn't going to have cheer practice that day. She'd just taken a shower and was getting dressed in the bathroom. She had her underwear and bra on when Andy had walked in the door. He stood there for a second before he could speak. "Shit. Sorry." He mumbled and walked back out. She laughed a little and finished fixing herself up before she went downstairs to where he was.

"Andy?" She walked into the kitchen where he was making pancakes and of course, his weirdo ingredients sitting on the table waiting to be used on the dry pancakes.

He turned to face her and shook his head. "Brooke, I'm so sorry. I... I thought you'd be at cheer practice,"

She laughed and sat down on the counter. "Don't worry about it Andy, jeez. As if you've never seen a pair of boobs."

He shook his head and chuckled. "I know but it's you." He froze when he said that...

She hesitated before she said anything. "It's me?" Ouch. What was that supposed to mean? It was a little surprising, the feeling it gave Brooke when he said that.

He shook his head as if he'd said something he regretted saying. "No I mean, not like you aren't... or it wasn't... I..."

She laughed a little, she'd never seen him struggle so much for words. "I get it Andy, don't have a cow." She really didn't know if he was trying to spare her feelings by trying to take it back or if he meant it, but she let it go. It wasn't like he had to like her. Still it stung a little. He nodded and they went about a normal Brooke and Andy day.

There was the day that Brooke had to go and get more clothes and such if she was going to be staying any longer at Andy's house... If Vivian was going to be staying at the house. She thought absentmindedly. She had already used her extra change of clothes and had nothing else to wear one morning so she decided she'd have to face her mom sometime again, and it had better be today.

It was early Wednesday morning and she and Andy decided to meet at school 10 munities before classes started. That gave her an hour. She and Andy had been taking either his car or hers to school... 'Saving gas', that's what he'd said, Brooke agreed to it... He would make fun of her driving allot. 'You drive like my grandma Brooke' He'd said once. 'Well at least I don't drive like I'm trying to kill myself.' Brooke spat back. He chuckled. It was true, she drove like a normal person who wanted to live, He drove like someone who wanted to die, literally, and every turn was like a suicide attempt.

Brooke had gone quietly into her house knowing Vivian was there, because her car was parked right outside. Maybe she was hoping she'd be able to pack up some things and get ready without Vivian noticing... As If. She packed all her favorite outfits, a few pairs of shoes, a variety of PJ's, a picture of her, Vivian, and David in Disneyland back when it felt like they loved her, age 5. That was long ago... She finished packing and since she still hadn't gotten ready for school she took a quick shower. She got out with her towel wrapped around her body. She walked out her bathroom door and Vivian was standing in her way. Great. Sigh. She walked around her and into her closet in the back; it was the door that blended in with her wall.

"Where have you been Brooke?" She frowned. "I've been so worried."

Brooke turned to face her laughed a little then turned back again grabbing a black tank top and a pair of jeans. She started to get dressed. Right. That's why I have so many missed calls on my cell... She had not one call from Vivian. Not one. She continued getting dressed while Vivian 'interviewed' her.

"I'm sorry about the other day okay baby. I mean I really was trying to be nice. And honest." right... Brooke thought and rolled her eyes. "Have you been staying with that boy? The cute one?" It bothered Brooke that her mom was checking out Andy. Ugh. Please stop talking... I'm going to puke in my mouth. "Are you being safe?" You should have been. Hmm... Vivian and David: No Burden Attached. They'd love that. Vivian sighed, frustrated. "Well I'll be out of your way by next Friday... I was just staying here to hang out with you." Ha! Was she trying to make me feel sorry for her? No. That's the last thing I want right now, or ever. Hey Viv, Here's a bright idea: Leave Now. Brooke was completely done with herself and she walked out of the closet and started grabbing her things. "Say hi to Andy for me..." Brooke rolled her eyes and walked out of the room.

"Bye Vivian" She shouted before walking out of her house. Well... At least she'll be out Next Friday. She thought. That means I'll be out of Andy's in a week or so... She frowned. When she got to school she met with Andy by his car.

"You're late." He accused.

"You are too. And, you didn't have to wait for me."

"Yes I did." He smiled.

She smiled back. He was so sweet. She sighed.

"How'd it go?" He asked.

"She's leaving Next Friday." Was all she said.

He nodded, but stayed silent. Somehow she knew he was thinking the same thing she was. One week and change. Time. Their time living together was timed now. He sighed and grabbed her hand. "Come on we can't be any later." He pulled her towards her first class. The whole time her eyes locked on her hand in his. He'd never done that, and although he was just trying to make her keep up. She gave it a squeeze. He made her feel safe, and now her safety was timed...

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