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Chapter 15; Bad Girl

It was hard not to tell Luke everything about Haley, but I'd made a promise so I remained silent. Today it's Saturday and it's raining and thundering; cold and grey. So that means I'm staying home all alone cause Luke's doing some 'family bonding' time with Karen. Of course they asked me to come with but I said no. It's a long time ago that Lucas and Karen did something 'together', like really togheter; without annoying me. That's the reason I was sitting on the couch, trying to watch tv. But it didn't work, nothing seemed to work to keep my mind on something else or someone else. I sighed and began looking around. My thoughts drifted away and my mind was now on something else. I saw a picture, a picture of Lucas and me. It was on the middle of the wall in the livingroom, so everyone who walked by could see it. Why didn't I see it before? I walked towards it and looked at it closely. The photo was taken like, three weeks ago, but we both didn't seem to notice that someone was taking a picture. I was looking at him with a big, real smile on my face and he was looking down at me with a smirk on his face but he looked also a little bit broody. Our faces were inches away and he was looking deeply into my eyes. It was no doubt the most beautiful picture I've ever seen. All of a sudden I heard the bell ring and I let out a quick yelp, I was so busy with looking at the picture that it kind of scared me.

I walked to the door and openend it, thinking it was Lucas cause he forgot something or something like that.

"Hi Brooklyn."

I looked at the girl infront of me, she was soaked wet, her dark brown hair was a little longer then I remembered. The black make-up was running down her cheeks. I stood there just looking at her. So she is the one who came to visit me, and probably the one who called me when I was at the mall with Haley. I took another look at her, she'd grown so much, I almost didn't recognized her. Her wore jeans and a T-shirt with some band I haven't heard of; another version of Peyton. But this wasn't Peyton, this was someone else.

"What are you doing here?" I snapped at her. She's absolutly not welcome here, she's not going to ruin it for me.

"Not going to invite me in? I thought mom wrote you a letter or something."

"No, you're not welcome here."

"Oh but you're wrong there, I am welcome. I talked to ehm, what's her name again? Karen?"

Karen, I'm gonna kill you.

"What did she say?" If looks could kill she would be dead right about ehm.. Now.

"I'm going to tell you but first you have to let me in."

I frowned and looked at her suspiciously. Did she really talked to Karen? Or did she just made it up.

"Well?" She asked again now tapping her foot very annoying and impatient. Wow, she's still the same as she was four or five years ago.

"Fine." I said rolling my eyes and took a step to the left so could walk in.

"Thanks." She said sarcastically.

"Hey!" I grabbed her by the arm an I got a cold look in return. "Be nice to me, cause I could kick you out just like that." I said clicking my fingers.

"No you can't."

"I can't? Huh, guess you don't know what I can cause. I can make your life a cold, living hell." I threatened pointing my finger at her.

"A hot living hell." I frowned and then rembered a hell is 'of course' hot, so I just shook my head dismissing it.

"Whatever."

"Still a dumb cheerleader, I suppose?"

I grabbed her at the arm once more, now getting a yelp in return. I looked her directly in the eye and she looked away.

"Listen Ashlee, and listen good cause I'm telling you this one time. I don't know what the hell you're doing here cause the last time I checked, you were on a bording school in the middle of nowhere but at least far, far away from me. So you have to listen to me cause I'm living here and I like it here and you're not going to ruin it cause then I'll ruin your life."

"Like you did last time?"

"Yes. I mean no! I didn't ruin your life, you ruined mine and you know it!"

I waved it away quickly. She was the only person on the planet who could make me confused. She was the one who had better comebacks then me; and I hated her for it.

She just smirked with her evil little face. It made me want to gag, she played so innocent but she was actually a little devil.

"Aww, I ruined poor Brookies life? I feel so sorry for you." She patted me on the shoulder and walked towards the fridge. Opening it and searching for probably food, I sighed and closed the still opened front door, not bothering to grab her stuff.

"Don't touch anything." But it was too late, her hands found a spoon and a tub of ice-cream, named Ben & Jerry's, also known as mine.

"No no no! That's mine! Get your hands off that tub! It's mine, Ashlee!" I whined and screamed at the same time and she just laughed eating it anyway.

"Mmm, Butter-Pecan, my favourite."

"I hate you."

"You too little sis! Hey, could you grab my stuff? It's still outside."

"First of all, I'm not your little sister, that's your job and second of all, no I don't want to 'grab' your stuff cause you're not going to say here."

"You're so wrong Brookie, I'm so gonna stay here. It's very cozy and homey. That's the reason you stay here huh?" She replied looking at something that caught her stare. I followed it and saw her looking at the picture, the same picture I've been looking at ten minutes ago.

"Wow, he's a hot! God, look at those eyes!"

"He's mine."

"Whoo, getting protective don't we?"

"Yeah, cause he's my boyfriend. So when he comes here later, keep your hands of him and your comments to yourself. You know what? Don't talk to him at all!"

"We'll see." She walked away from me to God knows where. Oh, she was walking to my room. No! She can't go to my room!

"Nice room you have here, still keeping the stupid dollhouse?"

"Yes and it's not stupid, it means a lot to me."

"Just like it did when you were twelve. A little childish if you ask me."

"I'm not asking." Karen said it to me once, and now I'm saying it to my little sister.

"I know, but I'm just saying."

"Okay Ashlee, I had enough. What's the real reason you're here? Cause I don't want you here. You're in my way. I was so happy when you were finally out of my life, and now you're showing up again. Don't you get it? Mom and dad didn't want you, and I don't want you either. So go away."

I know I was a little hard on her but I was just telling her the truth. I could see a hurt look in her eyes but she recovered quickly.

"What a speech." She muttered.

"It wasn't a speech. So I'm asking you one more time, what are you doing here?"

"It's not your business."

"Oh but you're wrong there, it is my business; considering you're in my house. Well, not exactly my house but that's not the point. I live here, I live here happily; so I'm asking you to leave. And I'm not asking it nicely again."

"You're always demanding. Thinking you're the boss. But I'll tell you Brooke, your not. Karen is, and she said I can stay here for a few weeks till I found my own place!"

I gasped and she looked satisfied shocking me. This was not happening right now.

"Yeah, that's right. I'm staying here Brooke, if you liking it or not."

"You're fifteen! You can't live on your own, you're too young."

"More reasons to stay here." She smirked and then flopped on my bed, grabbing a magazine.

"I can't believe this! That's why Karen left with Lucas this morning, she knew you were coming right?"

"Of course! She's a very nice women, I'm corrupting her in no time and then she's doing everything I say."

I scoffed and then laughed at her. Ashlee, corrupting Karen? What a joke!

"Please! You can't corrupt Karen, I know her; she's smarter then that."

"But you don't know me, at least; not anymore."

She whispered the last part and for a second I felt kind of sorry for her. I mean, I thought I was always alone, but she; she was really alone. Sended to a private 'bording' school when she was only eleven years old. A school for young girls who always got themselves into trouble. But I just wipped the feeling away. She's not pitiful, she's a annoying, stupid girl who I hate.

"You're right, I don't know you annymore. I guess I never understood you. You did some awefull things back then."

"Whatever, I don't care."

"You should."

"Well, I'm not! Anyway, where are my bags? I want to change, I'm still wet."

"You know Ash, if you get your lazy but off my bed, you can grab them by yourself, you're no invalid you know."

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"I'm not going to do it, so unless you want all your clothes to be soaked wet, I should grab them."

She made a face but listened to me anyway. When she was gone, I flopped on my bed, propping myself up on one arm. This was bad; really really bad. Why was she back? And why didn't my parents told me it was Ashlee who was coming to visit me? And on top of it, why didn't Karen said anything about this stupid situation, it would be a less shocking surprise to find you sister who you haven't seen in.. A very long time.

My thoughts were interrupted by the person I've been thinking of, barging into my room.

"Go, I want to change."

"Tell me that again, only now a little bit nicer."

"Go, I want to change; please Brookie." She said using my old nickname.

I rolled my eyes and pointed at the bathroom door.

"You can change there, Bad Girl. And go now cause I don't want to see your face right now."

After an hour and a half, I was even more pissed off cause she was still in the bathroom and I wanted to take a shower.

"Ashlee! What the hell are you doing in there? I want to take a shower! So come out now!"

But I didn't get an answer. Not even a mad yell or anything, so I got a little worried. What if she slipped? What if she was shaving her legs but accidentally cut herself and it started to bleed? She hated blood, when she was little she fainted when she saw a little bit of her dark, red blood.

"Ashlee? Ash? Ashlee!" I said banging at the door loudly.

All of a sudden the door openend and saw a smiling face looking at me.

"Gotcha!"

This was pissing me off. No, it was making me mad, angry, wanting to slap her little face so bad.

"Don't. Do. That. Ever. Again." I breathed heavy, still a little trembling.

"Haha! Your face; it's priceless! Ash? Ashlee!" She said imitating me.

"I absolutly HATE you! I can't believe I was actually worried about you. What a sick joke! Get your ass out of the bathroom now, before I'll slap you."

I grabbed her arm and pushed her out of the bathroom. Slamming the door behind my back, I heard her laughing at the other side.

I absolutly hate that girl. She's gonna pay for this.

When I was ready with the shower, I saw her looking at herself in the mirror. She looked; she look hot. She wore a cute, black top (I recogzined it, why?) with a army green skirt. Her hair was curly and her make-up looked perfect, her outfit ending with beautiful black heels. Guess fashion is in her blood too. I couldn't believe this, why does my sister have to look so damn hot? It's not fair, I'm the only one who's supposed to be hot; not another girl! Well, she is a Davis.

"Going somewhere?"

"Out."

"What? You can't go out!"

"Yes, I can."

"It's only.." I glanced at the clock. "It's only seven thirty. And by the way, it's not like they believe you're 21."

"I know. But my fake ID says I'm 21, and then they have to believe me."

I laughed out loud. Yeah right, she was fifteen, she doesn't look like she's 21; not even when you look closely.

"You don't have to believe me, I'm out of here. Don't wait up!"

"Wait!"

She turned around on one heel and gave me a bored look; just to let me know she's not interested in whatever I was going to say.

"What?"

"You're not going anywhere. You're staying here with me, or I'm telling Karen the whole story."

"Oooh, that scares me. Not." She turned around again, walking to the front door.

"Well, it's suppose to scare you, cause when I'll tell her, she's going to kick you out of the house and then you're homeless."

"She's not doing that to a poor, little, innocent, fifteen year old girl."

"Oh yes she is."

It looked like she thought about it for a second, but then she shrugged and mouthed 'I don't care.'

"Look at you! Acting like a big girl, well guess what; you're not! You're far from it! So what are you going to to? Get yourself drunk? Trust me; I did that and it doesn't make you feel any better."

"It's better then staying with you."

And with that, she left. Oh My God, what's happening?

Dun Dun Dun! Okay, so this is a shocking surprise! Brooke has a little sister! I know it may be really confusing right now, but I'm going to explain it all later. There are a few more stories with Brooke having a little sister, but I promise I'm going to write my own ideas with my own thoughts. This is just an introduction with the new Little Brooke Lol. Omg, she's almost as bad as Brooke was in Season 1! Read & Review! I really really want your opinion on this chapter, if you like it or not (cause if you hate it I'll sent miss Ashlee right back to bording school whehe). And of course I'm gonna tell you more about Haley and her situation.

Bye!

Helen