Hey there! I want to thank everybody for reviewing! I am really enjoying writing this. I wanted to write earlier this week, but the fricken music festival at our school kept me grumpy and tired. Smiles to Megs, who was there all week. (Ppst: good luck bringing up homework, call me if you need help). Anyways, I hope you all like this part. Oh, did you know that Shawn Ashmore's twin brother was on the Famous Jett Jackson the other day. It was so funny!!!! Yeah, just thought you'd like to know…
Grr… Don't own anything. Unfortunately.
When Four Years Pass Part 6.
Hank looked at the clock. It read 3:00 AM. Looking back at the ceiling he decided he was never going to fall asleep, so he might as well get up and work on his Psychology that was due two days later. 'Who could work on homework, when you can't get that one person off your mind?' He let out a complaining groan and hit his head on the table, thinking of no other but Brooke. 'My Brooke.' He thought, bringing a smile to his face, but quickly forgot as he drifted off to sleep.
Brooke looked at the clock. 3:30 AM. She sighed and threw the covers off of her. She had nothing to work on, and knew sleep would never knock on her door. The tall blonde walked into the kitchen of her parent's home, trying not to wake Tyler and Val who were cuddled in the bedroom next to her. She smiled and proceeded into the kitchen, quickly making a cup of tea and sitting down at the table, looking at yesterday's paper. She flipped to the Life section and saw the pictures of all the happy, new married couples. She smiled and quickly flipped the smile to a frown, remembering the distance between her and Hank. She dropped her head to the table, thinking of one person, and one person only. Hank. She smiled again and slowly drifted off to sleep, keeping the smile glued to her face.
Hank woke up with a start. A loud sound was piercing his ears, waking him up completely. He looked around and saw the pair of construction workers outside his 5-story window. He stared in confusion, which is until he saw the level holding them up. He waved stupidly and smiled as they looked at each other and laughed, for their plan had worked.
Coming into the real world, Hank looked at the clock, grabbed his books, and ran out of the dorm room on his way to his Chemistry H class, hoping his teacher would accept his lateness. 'at least it's Friday' he thought to himself.
Brooke woke up to Tyler's deep voice, telling her that if she wanted to go to school she better hurry. She stood up and ran into her room, getting dressed in record time. She then ran to the bathroom, brushed her teeth and hair quickly. Finally she ran into the kitchen, grabbed a pre-made pop tart, thanked Tyler for waking her up, and ran out the door.
Tyler stood there amazed that a girl could get dressed in such quick time. He turned around but stopped quickly, looking out at her yelling.
"Brooke, It might be a good idea if you wore shoes to school!" Tyler exclaimed.
Brooke looked down to her bare feet, dropped her backpack, and ran back into the house. She grabbed a pair of sandals, pulling them over her feet quickly, all while murmuring "Thank goodness it's Friday".
WHAM! Tyler looked at Brooke lying on the floor, who was still pulling a sandal over her left foot. She looked up sheepishly and smiled. Tyler could sense she didn't fall while putting her shoes on very often.
"I did that once." Tyler said as she walked out the door. He smiled as she climbed in the car and quickly drove away. "You know you're the future brother in law of a person when they don't even turn red after falling on the ground from a shoe." He shook his head and walked away, preparing for the grouchy Val he would see after waking her up.
"Hello?" Hank said, picking up the phone.
"Hey, it's Tyler. I was wondering if you wanted to go into town with me and Val, ya know, to look for a cake, tuxes, dresses, all that stuff."
"Yeah. When?" Hank asked, looking forward to the shopping for the wedding.
"Tomorrow, since it's Saturday. We were thinking of going down town and walking around. Basically it's for fun, but we can say it's wedding shopping." Tyler answered.
Hank breathed a sigh of relief. For once his conversation with Tyler hadn't brung up Brooke…. Yet.
"Yeah. So I'll be at Val's house at 9:30, sharp. You know me, I'm never late."
Tyler let out a chuckle and replied quickly. "Sounds like a plan. I'll see you tomorrow, 9:30 sharp."
"Bye." Hank closed.
"Later." Tyler replied. He hung up the phone and walked into the kitchen where Val was preparing lunch.
The next morning
Hank pulled his silver Toyota into the small driveway, came to a stop, and got out ready for a long day of the dreaded shopping. He walked to the other side of the truck, opened the door, and allowed the prepared and perky Val into the back seat. A few seconds later Tyler came out, looking half awake after being up early enough to see the sandal disaster the day before. Tyler sat himself in the passenger seat as Hank shut the door.
"Wait." A familiar voice said from behind him. Hank turned around to see a very sour looking Brooke, holding a black bag on one shoulder, and a small purse in the other.
"Brooke, what are you doing here?" Asked a very surprised Hank.
"Didn't Val and Tyler tell you? I'm going shopping with you all!"
Hank looked into the truck with a mad look towards the embarrassed and uncomfortable blondes. This was going to be a long day.
A/N: Hope you all liked. I'm tired, grumpy, and crying for my bed. Good night!!!!!!!! Review please I love reviews!
Grr… Don't own anything. Unfortunately.
When Four Years Pass Part 6.
Hank looked at the clock. It read 3:00 AM. Looking back at the ceiling he decided he was never going to fall asleep, so he might as well get up and work on his Psychology that was due two days later. 'Who could work on homework, when you can't get that one person off your mind?' He let out a complaining groan and hit his head on the table, thinking of no other but Brooke. 'My Brooke.' He thought, bringing a smile to his face, but quickly forgot as he drifted off to sleep.
Brooke looked at the clock. 3:30 AM. She sighed and threw the covers off of her. She had nothing to work on, and knew sleep would never knock on her door. The tall blonde walked into the kitchen of her parent's home, trying not to wake Tyler and Val who were cuddled in the bedroom next to her. She smiled and proceeded into the kitchen, quickly making a cup of tea and sitting down at the table, looking at yesterday's paper. She flipped to the Life section and saw the pictures of all the happy, new married couples. She smiled and quickly flipped the smile to a frown, remembering the distance between her and Hank. She dropped her head to the table, thinking of one person, and one person only. Hank. She smiled again and slowly drifted off to sleep, keeping the smile glued to her face.
Hank woke up with a start. A loud sound was piercing his ears, waking him up completely. He looked around and saw the pair of construction workers outside his 5-story window. He stared in confusion, which is until he saw the level holding them up. He waved stupidly and smiled as they looked at each other and laughed, for their plan had worked.
Coming into the real world, Hank looked at the clock, grabbed his books, and ran out of the dorm room on his way to his Chemistry H class, hoping his teacher would accept his lateness. 'at least it's Friday' he thought to himself.
Brooke woke up to Tyler's deep voice, telling her that if she wanted to go to school she better hurry. She stood up and ran into her room, getting dressed in record time. She then ran to the bathroom, brushed her teeth and hair quickly. Finally she ran into the kitchen, grabbed a pre-made pop tart, thanked Tyler for waking her up, and ran out the door.
Tyler stood there amazed that a girl could get dressed in such quick time. He turned around but stopped quickly, looking out at her yelling.
"Brooke, It might be a good idea if you wore shoes to school!" Tyler exclaimed.
Brooke looked down to her bare feet, dropped her backpack, and ran back into the house. She grabbed a pair of sandals, pulling them over her feet quickly, all while murmuring "Thank goodness it's Friday".
WHAM! Tyler looked at Brooke lying on the floor, who was still pulling a sandal over her left foot. She looked up sheepishly and smiled. Tyler could sense she didn't fall while putting her shoes on very often.
"I did that once." Tyler said as she walked out the door. He smiled as she climbed in the car and quickly drove away. "You know you're the future brother in law of a person when they don't even turn red after falling on the ground from a shoe." He shook his head and walked away, preparing for the grouchy Val he would see after waking her up.
"Hello?" Hank said, picking up the phone.
"Hey, it's Tyler. I was wondering if you wanted to go into town with me and Val, ya know, to look for a cake, tuxes, dresses, all that stuff."
"Yeah. When?" Hank asked, looking forward to the shopping for the wedding.
"Tomorrow, since it's Saturday. We were thinking of going down town and walking around. Basically it's for fun, but we can say it's wedding shopping." Tyler answered.
Hank breathed a sigh of relief. For once his conversation with Tyler hadn't brung up Brooke…. Yet.
"Yeah. So I'll be at Val's house at 9:30, sharp. You know me, I'm never late."
Tyler let out a chuckle and replied quickly. "Sounds like a plan. I'll see you tomorrow, 9:30 sharp."
"Bye." Hank closed.
"Later." Tyler replied. He hung up the phone and walked into the kitchen where Val was preparing lunch.
The next morning
Hank pulled his silver Toyota into the small driveway, came to a stop, and got out ready for a long day of the dreaded shopping. He walked to the other side of the truck, opened the door, and allowed the prepared and perky Val into the back seat. A few seconds later Tyler came out, looking half awake after being up early enough to see the sandal disaster the day before. Tyler sat himself in the passenger seat as Hank shut the door.
"Wait." A familiar voice said from behind him. Hank turned around to see a very sour looking Brooke, holding a black bag on one shoulder, and a small purse in the other.
"Brooke, what are you doing here?" Asked a very surprised Hank.
"Didn't Val and Tyler tell you? I'm going shopping with you all!"
Hank looked into the truck with a mad look towards the embarrassed and uncomfortable blondes. This was going to be a long day.
A/N: Hope you all liked. I'm tired, grumpy, and crying for my bed. Good night!!!!!!!! Review please I love reviews!
