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Brooke sighed. This was boring. You could only shop so much. Walking past Chris's hotel room, Brooke stopped. Haley and Lucas were out playing 'best buddies' again, and Brooke was b-o-r-e-d. Sighing, she opened Chris's hotel room door and plopped down on a chair.
Chris looked up from his guitar to see the feisty brunette. Smirking, he spoke. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist my hottness. Wanna skip the conversation and just have sex now?"
Brooke rolled her eyes. "In your dreams, jackass. Tutorwife, or..soon to be exwife, thanks to you, and Broody went out and totally left me outie. I'm bored,
and you don't have a life."
Chris nodded his head. "I see. So you came here to insult me?"
Brooke pretended to think for a second before nodding her head enthusiastically. "Yep. Pretty much. It makes my day go by a lot quicker." She added in her signiture dimpled smirk.
Chris rolled his eyes. "Hmm. I see. Why don't you just run to the mall and pick out those totally adorable five thousand dollar shoes that you think are oh so cute?" Chris asked her mockingly.
Brooke held her heart. "Ouch. That one hurt, rockstar." Brooke let out a little giggle. "Who knew being made fun of could be such a turn on?"
Chris nodded his head. "Yeah, well everything I do is a turn on for most girls." He said cockily.
Brooke rolled her eyes at him playfully before nodding to the guitar. "You always seem to have that thing, but I've never really seen you do anything with it."
Chris nodded his head before picking up the guitar. He strummed a little bit before putting it down. "That's my baby. I don't go anywhere without it."
Brooke nodded her head before picking it up herself.
Immediately, Chris's eyes bulged out of his head. "Whoa, princess. Put the guitar down. I just said it was my baby, I don't want you killing it."
Brooke rolled her eyes. " I can play."
Chris let out a laugh. "Yeah, right."
Brooke raised her eyebrows, smirking. "Care to put your money where your mouth is?"
Chris thought for a moment before nodding his head. "Yeah. I'll buy you dinner at the most expansive restraunt around here if you can play something I pick out." Chris said, stressing the 'I'.
Brooke nodded her head. "I'm in the mood for lobster, Rockstar."
Chris walked over to his bag and picked up the sheet music for 'When The Stars Go Blue', his duet with Haley.
"I'll make it easy for you. Just sing Haley's parts." Chris said as he sat next to her.
Brooke studied the music for a moment before nodding her head. "Deal."
Strumming a few notes, Brooke began to sing. "Dancin where the stars go blue. Dancin when the evenin fell. Dancin in my..wooden shoes, in a wedding gown."
Chris was shocked. Her voice was different than Haley's. She had a seductiveness to her. It was like she could lure you in with her voice.
Chris woke from his thoughts when Brooke stopped. "I changed my mind. I DEFINATELY want Italian tonight, Kellar." She said winking as she walked out of the hotel room.
Chris sat there shocked. She was definately different than any girl he had ever met. She had a bitchiness and spunk that came from the heart. She was quick with the comebacks, and could sing great.
It was final. Chris Kellar had found his match.