I hope I'm not completely hated! It's been awhile, and I'm really sorry! I wanted to get this chapter posted before I start back with classes, since my Spring Break is almost over. Hopefully it won't take me too long to update again, but it might, unfortunately. I really hope you like this chapter!

Chapter 14: "No Good"

Brooke began to turn in her bed; her sleeping state was slowly fading as the shrill noise of her cell phone began to go off. She sat up, looking in every direction, trying to find her phone. It was then that it hit her, that the activities of last night weren't just in her head.

She got out of bed, grabbing the covers with her. Digging through the mess of clothes on the floor, she finally found her phone in the pocket of her cheerleading hoodie.

Her dad was calling. She hit the ignore button, not ready to deal with it. What was she going to do about this? Her father, and his girlfriend, were coming back tomorrow, and she and Nathan, well…they had their own things to deal with.

She looked up towards the bed noticing that Nathan was currently MIA. Shaking her head, she started putting on some clothes. Figures. She thought to herself.

As she got up to walk to the door, it began to open on its own. She stopped; she froze, actually. If Nathan had gotten up before her, she was thinking it was because he didn't want to face her; that he wanted her to figure it out herself that last night was just a usual occurrence in his life.

"Hey." He said quietly.

"Hey." She managed to get out before looking down to the floor and fiddling with the bottom of her shirt.

"I'm glad you're up." He said with a smile.

"Yeah?" She finally managed to look up at him. Her voice was soft, almost inaudible. It was like she was too afraid to make a harsh movement that would make the situation even worse.

"Yeah," He assured her. "Come here." He grabbed her hand and walked towards the kitchen.

What was he going to do? Throw her out into the yard?

As they reached their destination, Brooke saw two plates filled with bacon and pancakes; her mouth dropped slightly. "It's the only breakfast food I've seen you eat since you've been here, so..."

Seeing her expression, his words drifted off and changed, "I hope that's okay."

"You made me breakfast?" She honestly could not believe it. Even though Nathan had attempted to make her a meal once before, she thought for sure that he'd screw this up somehow…and maybe he would eventually. But, right now, she couldn't be happier.

He smiled, pulling her towards him. He placed his arms around her smaller frame and kissed her softly on the lips. "I made you breakfast."

She couldn't help but smile. "Well, have you ever made breakfast before? 'Cause, it better be good, or you're never getting laid again." Her smile grew wider as she joked with him.

"Well, in that case," He brought his hands to the sides of her face, "Maybe we should skip breakfast and get back to what we're good at."

"Hmm." She said as her lips touched his again. She pulled away, but only enough to speak; her lips still grazing his, "That sounds tempting."

He moved forward, "But, I'm starving!" She exclaimed, before pulling away from him and walking towards the table.

Nathan could only shake his head.

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Brooke tossed her books into her locker, causing a loud thump. She had just had a not-so-pleasant conversation with her math teacher; she wasn't doing well in the class, to say the least.

Math had never been a strong subject for Brooke; she never thought she'd need it with all the computers and calculators that were always so very useful. Unfortunately for her, she was going to have to get a tutor, something she was too stubborn to do.

She slammed her locker door shut. "Bad day?" She heard someone say, causing her head to turn.

It was Nathan.

"You could say that." She said, with a loud sigh. "What brings you to my locker?"

"Just wanted to see if you needed someone to walk you to class."

She smiled slightly. "I would love that," She grabbed a bit of the front of his shirt, pulling herself somewhat closer to him, "But, I usually walk with Haley since we have it together."

He nodded understandingly. "Alright, well, I'll see you at home, then?"

"Yes, you will." Her smile grew wider, as she stepped closer, ready to kiss him goodbye; however, she stopped. Were they supposed to be affectionate at school? Her parents didn't know, and even though she was sure no one at school would ever talk to them about something like this, she felt conflicted.

Her eyes caught, what seemed like, millions of angry stares in her direction, and this caused her to back away quickly, catching Nathan to be caught off guard.

"You okay?" He asked.

She nodded slowly, "Yeah."

He quirked an eyebrow, not completely sure if he believed her.

"I'll see you at home." She added, once again, before backing away from him. She waved goodbye before turning herself around and walking in the opposite direction.

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"You just walked away from him?" Haley asked, her mouth dropping slightly.

"It's not that big of a deal." Brooke said without hesitation.

"No, you're right. The big deal is the sex." She paused, waiting for Brooke's response, which was a glare. She continued, "And we will get to that in just a minute, by the way."

Brooke shook her head. "Look. It's weird, okay? Yes, I like him. But, how do I know that he isn't going to do a complete 180 when the 'happy phase' is over? I mean, you and I both know how he can be!" She rubbed her temples, the stress consuming her completely.

"But," Haley began.

"And besides, our parents are dating! They are in a serious committed relationship. I mean, I really like Nathan, I do." She let out a sigh, "It would just be so much easier if we didn't live together."

"Well, yeah, most couples in high school don't live under the same roof."

"Thanks for the support, Hales."

Haley laughed. "You like Nathan. He likes you. Everything will work out, and you know it."

Brooke shook her head once again. She looked over at their teacher who was about to start class, and then back at Haley, "If you tell me to 'just believe', I will smack you."

Haley stuck her tongue out at her friend before turning around in her seat.

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She waved goodbye to Haley as she got out of her car. Finally, the day was over and she could come home and relax…maybe. She knew she had to get over her fear of actually being happy with Nathan; unfortunately, the stronger her feelings, the stronger her fear.

As she walked up the driveway, she spotted her father's car sitting in the garage. She had to keep herself from dropping all of the books in her hands. They were back...a day early. She thought she had time to figure things out, but apparently, she was wrong...as usual.

She entered the kitchen, almost tripping over the bags by the door. They must have just gotten back.

She watched as Nathan walked into the kitchen, a bag slung over his shoulder. "Hey." She said.

He walked completely past her, adding the bag to the collection on the floor. She furrowed her brow in confusion. "What's going on?"

"You wanted this!" She heard a female voice yell from the back of the house.

Her eyes widened slightly. Grabbing a hold of Nathan's arm, she asked once again, "What's going on?"

He looked down at her hand that was tightly connected with his arm. "My mom and I are moving out." He said, not allowing himself to look directly at her.

"What?" She said, almost breathlessly.

And, itt was then, at that very moment, that she dropped those books she was so intent on holding onto just seconds before she entered the house.

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