A/N: Sorry about the spacing…I can't get it to do double when I post it, but I'm going to try to fix it for this one! Hope you guys like this chapter and please review!
Brooke was talking on the phone to Peyton again Wednesday night around 10:15, and Jenny still hadn't come
home. "ok Pey, now I'm pissed. What the hell am I suppose to do? It's not like I can …ground her! Then
I'm just stuck in the house with her!" Brooke said, trying to keep her calm. "Brooke! You have to do what you
think will show her that your serious and aren't messing around. Do what you think is…" Brooke all of a
sudden saw headlights pull up outside and cut Peyton off. "She's home…I'll call ya tomorrow and tell ya all
about it bye!" "Good Luck!" Peyton said and the two hung up the phone.
Brooke ran to the big bay window and looked out. She watched as Jenny opened the front door of the
car ,and stepped out of the car. Brooke could tell that the driver was a guy, but noticed that it was a different
car then had picked her up that afternoon. "Geez… how many friends that drive can this kid have?" She
wondered to herself. As Jenny walked up the lawn Brooke ran back to the couch and pretended to be totally
immersed in Trading Spaces. 5 seconds later the front door opened and Jenny walked in, not looking very
happy. She kicked off her shoes, looked at Brooke for a second, and started up the stairs. "Nice to see you
too Jenny. I told you to be home what…like an hour ago, considering you have this little thing called
SCHOOL tomorrow?" Jenny stopped on the steps but didn't turn around. "Oh yeah… whatever I'm just
gonna go to bed then. Night!" "Wait…get back down here right now" Brooke said, and Jenny realized she was
serious. She slowly turned back around and walked down the steps and sat on the couch next to Brooke.
Brooke looked at her a little bit more closely and noticed that Jenny looked like a mess. Her make-up was all
smudged, and she had bags under her eyes. She wasn't going to let her off that easily though. "Jenny, where
were you today, what exactly did you do, and I swear I won't tell your dad if you tell me the truth." Brooke
said softly. Jenny sniffled a little and then blurted out everything. "Ok, that guy that picked me up earlier today
was Garrett. He called me last night and said how sorry he was and all this other crap that I actually believed.
So he picked me up and he said he just wanted to talk and then he would drop me off at the tanning place with
Lexi. So we talked for awhile and it just ended up with him yelling about how he didn't get why he ever went
out with me in the first place because I act my age and he thought I was different and then he kept going on
and on about how I wouldn't 'do anything' and stuff and like so he dropped me off, and me and Lexi tanned
n stuff and we walked over to the mall and Mike and Dan and Emily and Shannon were there, so we all just
walked around, and then like later Mike took us to this party thing because I guess the high school is out all
week for conferences or something, so we were there and we were hanging out and I guess it got kind of wild I
don't know and then Garrett came and he was like all drunk and stuff from wherever the hell he was before,
and when he walked in I had a drink in my hand and Mike was standing next to me and he started screaming at
me about how I would do stuff with Mike and not act like all immature around him when I wasn't even doing
anything, and then he left so it was okay, but then he came back and he kept yelling, and Mike got sick of it so
I don't know I guess he just left, so I was there like crying hysterically, so Emily called her brother to come get
us because it was getting like really crazy and stuff but he wasn't there so I called Mike and he came but the
whole way home he was yelling at me about stupid crap and like…I don't know" Jenny had totally broken
down at this point, and as much as Brooke didn't want to give in, watching Jenny just sit there and ball her
eyes out was something she couldn't do. "Oh sweetie…" She started, and rubbed her back. Jenny hugged her
and continued to sob. "Shhhh honey its okay…. its okay." Brooke tried to soothe her, but it didn't seem to
help. Everything from today and the day before just seemed to build up and Jenny couldn't take it anymore
and was having a total emotional breakdown. After about a half an hour, Jenny started to calm down and
moved away from Brooke. She stood up and said she was going to the bathroom, but Brooke wasn't about to
let the whole thing drop. "Okay but I still want to talk to you okay?" she said. "okay." Jenny said, and
disappeared down the hall. About 2 minutes later Brooke could've sworn she heard her throw up. She started
thinking about it, and realized she hadn't seen Jenny actually eat anything since she'd gotten there. She heard
the bathroom door open and made a mental note to bring it up later. Jenny came back and sat down on the
couch next to her. "Okay, Jen… there's a couple things. One, what was with the bitchy attitude this morning,
and two, why did you lie?". Jenny looked at her for a second "I don't know why I was being a bitch this
morning.. I don't know I was just thinking about a lot of stuff. And I didn't really lie…I just didn't tell the
whole truth." "Same thing." Brooke said. "I know… it's just I knew that you probably would tell me not to go
to the party and stuff and I just didn't feel like explaining everything." Jenny said softly. "Jenny I totally get
what you're saying. But.. okay one more thing. Why the hell were you drinking?" Brooke said, suddenly
remembering that little detail and feeling the adrenaline rush through her body. "It's not a big deal" Jenny rolled
her eyes. "Yeah Jen ..it is! I know I am probably the last person who should be talking, but you're 13 years
old! That's just a little young don't ya think?" Brooke snapped. "oh my God its not like it's the first time! And
everyone does it and its not like I'm getting totally drunk! I had a jello shot, and this like.. I don't know drink
that had a bunch of stuff in it! And its not like I was going to drive or anything!" Jenny shot back. "Jenny!
That's a lot…not a ton, but not just a little either! And you weigh like… what 105! Probably even less
considering I haven't seen you eat anything and just heard you throw up! And don't try to say it was the
alcohol because I'm the first person to know that you won't feel it until tomorrow!" Shit, Brooke thought. She
really had not planned to blurt that out at that exact moment, but her mind got the best of her. Jenny's face
went totally white. She didn't get up and run up the stairs, and didn't start yelling like Brooke had thought she
was going to. She just sat, and seemed to soak in what Brooke had just said. They both sat in silence for a
moment. Brooke realized that Jenny was having a few more problems then just normal teenage stuff like guys
and getting your period. She obviously had, what Brooke saw as, an eating disorder or at least the start of one,
plus Brooke thought there were still a few emotional things bugging her that she wasn't talking about. After a
few more minutes, Jenny laid her head on Brookes arm, tears silently rolling down her cheeks. Brooke
wrapped her in a hug, and looking at the helpless girl, realized that she had really, truly, made her crack. She
looked at who all the girls in 8th grade at Tree Hill middle school worshipped. She looked at her perfectly
applied make-up, now all smudged. Her perfect hair, now all messily teased around. Her perfect, cheerleading
toned body that she had obviously been abusing to keep. She had what girls her age thought was the ideal life.
She was a cheerleader, was gorgeous, had the most revealing clothes, and a high school boyfriend. But,
Brooke realized, Jenny was, in a way, just like she had been less then 15 years ago. Perfect on the outside, yet
breaking on the inside.