The sunlight was making her eyes ache, and her hangover tripled. As she turned her key into the lock, prepared to take a nap, and later a shower, a long shower with a good scrub. She shuddered at the thought of doing it in that damn car.
With Owen.
But strangely, the fact that her first time in months was with Owen, felt nice. No, it was more than that. It felt amazing, but she can't bring herself to admit that. Never.
She walked into the hallway and was met with voices.
Shit. Fuck.
She was face to face with her dining table.
A table filled with a Peyton, a Lucas, a Haley, a Nathan, a Mouth and a Millie. Oh, and a Skills and Jamie, oh god is that Chester? Eiw, gross.
'Hey guys'. Brooke smiled, trying to think of an excuse. Fast.
Peyton eyed her suspiciously. 'B. Davis. Where have you been?'
Haley, still uber innocent as ever, said, ' Did you forget that we have our weekly breakfast today?' She paused. 'Thank god Peyton still had a key. Jamie was starving' She smiled.
Brooke mentally kicked herself on the head.
'Sorry guys. There was a hold up at the store, I had to pull an all nighter. Sorry.' She added sheepishly and grabbed a mug of coffee that Lucas handed to her.
Millicent coughed.
Fuck. Shit.
She forgot that an employee was present, god, she hated looking unprofessional infront of Millie.
'Umm, Brooke. We closed the store at 7 last night. Remember?'
Brooke shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
'Where were you last night huh?' Peyton repeated. A smirk growing on her face.
Brooke sighed, as she looked at Nathan, who was trying to cover a grin, to Lucas, who had that squinty thing again, to Haley, who seemed to be catching on.
'Skills'. Peyton said, not taking her eyes off the brunette. 'Take Jamie upstairs. And Chester too.'
Brooke sighed.
Skills chuckled. 'Man, I'll miss the good part', and with that he dragged Jamie upstairs. Before sending a signal to Mouth, suggesting he'll want the details later. Mouth blushed uncomfortably.
'Now B. Spill.'
Brooke raised her eyebrows.
'Okay, I was at Tric last night, cos you guys were doing all your couply stuff and I didn't want to be a dupree.'
Peyton frowned. 'A what?'
Brooke rolled her eyes. 'Nevermind.'
Haley signalled her to go on.
Brooke took a deep breath and let it all out.
'Dance,drunk,kiss,really drunk, back door, intense, car, you know what.' Brooke sighed, oh god this is bad.
Nathan, Peyton, Lucas smirked. Millie and Mouth were too embarrased to say anything. Haley, still the conservative, asked, 'with who Brooke?'
Peyton laughed, 'who cares? B. Davis hasn't got laid in months! That a new track record!'
Lucas and Nathan made a face, too much information, thanks Peyton.
Brooke ran a hand through her hair. Her sex hair as Peyton used to call it.
She coughed. 'Owen'.
Now everyone was quiet. And Peyton was no longer smirking.
