Hey everyone, I'm glad that so many of you replied and that you like my story. Really, it means a lot to me. Please tell me if I have made any grammar or spelling mistakes but please, forgive me for them. English is only my second language. Also; this is my first Brucas fic so I'm not that used to writing about the couple yet. I hope you like the update.
Chapter two:
She hated Saturdays, she always woke up with the worst hangover ever and sometimes with short-term memory loss. The headache this morning seemed worse that any she had had before but they always did. When her senses could feel anything other than the hammer in her head she noticed that someone was hugging her close in bed, 'how drunk was I last night? Did I end up in some guy's bed? No, wait, I've still got my clothes on.' She opened her eyes and found Lucas' room, she should have known. She spent almost every Friday night at his house. She was about to turn around and wake him up when she felt him kiss her neck, she immediately froze. 'What the hell is he doing, he better still be asleep.' She almost flew out of the bed and as soon as she landed on the floor se realized that was a bad, bad move. She collapsed on the floor holding her head, 'when did his room turn into a freaking spinning carousel?' He woke up at the sound of someone hitting the floor and sat up in bed.
"Brooke? What are you doing on the floor?" He asked confused.
"I just found out that if you leave your bed to early your room turn into a Tivoli." She said sarcastically.
"Why didn't you just stay in bed?"
"It's all your fault Mr. I just dreamt of Haley James." She accused.
"What? How would you know what my dreams were about missy?" He wanted to know.
"Because you started to freaking kiss me. And may I add that that is gross." She said, closing her eyes in pain as she put her hand against her forehead. "Now get out of that bed and make the room stop spinning. While you're up, would you remove they guy with a hammer too please." She moaned, still in pain.
"What guy?" He asked confused.
"You know, for a tutor you really aren't that clever." She said in a sarcastic voice. "Give me something for my freaking headache."
"Ah, they guy with the hammer who's giving you a headache, now I get it." He said and left the room.
"Great." She said with a forced smile. Lucas soon returned with two pills and a glass of water and he handed it to her. She swallowed the pills and put the glass down beside her, closing her eyes again.
"Come here cheery; let me help you back to bed?" Lucas asked as her lifted her to her feet.
"Fine, as long as you don't start kissing me." She said still annoyed with him.
"Hey! I was asleep." He defended himself.
"So? Just don't let it happen again." She said as he laid her down and pulled the covers up over her. She turned around, away from him, and closed her eyes once more.
"Night Luke." She mumbled.
"Night B." He said softly stroking her hair as she fell back asleep.
She woke up a few hours later, the room was empty and the sun was shining through the window. She tried to sit up and found that she was feeling a lot better; she walked into the kitchen only to find Karen making lunch. As the young woman entered, the older one turned around with a smile.
"Well, good morning honey. How are you feeling?" Karen greeted.
"I've been better, but then again I've been worse too." She smiled at the older woman and sat down at the table. "So what have you got there? Please tell me it's bacon." She pleaded.
"Honey, I'm making lunch but I could make you some bacon if you'd like?"
"Yes, tank you Karen."
While Karen cooked the bacon Brooke sat by the table, sipping the glass of water she had gotten herself. Then she ate and talked to her 'second mother'.
Soon Lucas walked through the door.
"Hey B. You feeling any better?"
"Yeah, actually I am Mr. I kiss my best friend." She teased.
"Hey! I though we were over this."
"Yes, YOU thought." She grinned at him.
"What is this about you kissing Brooke? Lucas?" Karen asked confused.
"She claims that I kissed her in my sleep this morning, I was probably just dreaming something. I don't know what about." He tried to explain.
"Bullshit!" Brooke fake coughed.
"What was that missy?" Lucas asked.
"Nothing." Brooke tried to look innocent. "Bullshit!" She fake coughed again.
Karen watched the two teens in amusement; they could keep this up all day. They usually did.
Brooke was leaving her friends house and she though about how much she loved their Saturdays; they always had the greatest time, talking and just hanging out. As she left the house and walked down the street she heard someone call her name:
"Brooke? Brooke!" Haley ran to catch up with her, 'Great! Miss. Perfect wants to talk to lil' ol' me, I should feel so privileged' she thought as she turned around.
"What's up Haley?" She asked, putting on a fake smile.
"Were you just leaving Lucas' house? What were you doing at his house on a Saturday?" Haley asked as she caught her breath.
"Oh…" Brooke said shocked, 'what am I going to say? What am I going to say?' "He was just tutoring me, I have this huge test next week and I am so lost." She lied.
"Oh, what subject?"
"Huh?"
"In what subject is your test?" Haley asked.
"Oh… umm…" 'Shit! What is this, 20 questions?' "History."
"Maybe I could help? We could get to know each other better?"
"I… uh… sure?" Brooke answered. 'Damn it! Why did I just agree to that? I don't even have a freaking test next week and History is like my best subject.'
"Great! Have lunch with me?" Haley locked arms with her and started to walk.
"Uh, I just had breakfast so I'm not that hungry." She tried.
"Weren't you just at Lucas'?" Haley asked confused.
"Yeah, whatever, sure I'll have lunch with you." 'This is freaking hilarious. I'm eating lunch with Miss. I'm-head-cheerleader-and-I'm-perfect. I just ruined my day.'
I hope you liked it, please R&R.