"I've only been waiting like five hours." Brooke glared
Rachel chuckled "Brooke, I was here an hour ago."
"Whatever."
"Are you still upset about the cast?" Mouth said walking in the room, obviously he had been listening.
"It's yellow, Fucking yellow!" The brunette shouted
Rachel burst into laughter causing Brooke to get visibly more angry, seeing this Mouth jumped in
"Hey, let's get you out of here, I'm sure this is the last place you want to be."
"Oh no, I love it here with all the old women who are crazy think they are cats. I made a friend, her name is Betty."
"Don't you just love a pissed off Brooke." Rachel grinned.
Rolling her eyes Brooke got up and walked over to Mouth and linked her arm with his ignoring Rachel.
"That's all the love I get for hanging around here the whole time and giving you a roof over your head." Rachel gasped sarcastically.
"I bet the ugly Rachel was nicer." Brooke said with a smile.
"Shut up." The read head mumbled catching up with them. "So who do you want to visit Peyton?"
Mouth shot her a look and Brooke smiled "Yeah, that will be fun! Oh but here, lets go visit Coop first."
Shaking his head Mouth looked at the two girls who were passing digs at each other "How are you guys going to cope living together? One of you two is going to end up killing the other."
"Brooke loves me really, that's just jealous I have a better ass."
"Please." Brooke scoffed as they reached the exit
"Ok, Brooke who the hell is that?" Rachel asked watching the old women wave franticly at the three off them.
"Bye Betty." Brooke called over her shoulder
"They are coming to get me!
"Ok great, later friend."
Mouth and Rachel just stared at her looking lost
She raised a brow "What? I told you that I had made a friend."
OTH
Brooke was home now, home being Rachel's house.
"Fuck you!" Brooke yelled as she struggled to get her jeans zipped up.
Rachel already offered to help her but she declined, that didn't stop the red head from teasing her
"It's a good thing your kind of hot, otherwise you would have been thrown out for walking around like that." She grinned looking at the brunette who was clad in a pair of jeans and a bra.
"Whatever."
"I can help you, really it's fine."
Brooke shook her head "No."
"Well unless you want Mouth in here drooling over you, you are going to have to let me."
"I knew there was a motive for me staying, you just wanted to see me with no clothes on." Brooke said rolling her eyes
"Whatever your ego needs to hear Davis."
Brooke sighed and Rachel grinned knowing what was coming next
"Rachel." She mumbled.
Grinning she got up and moved closer to the smaller girl "Yes?"
"You know what."
"Do I?" Rachel asked raising a brow
"Bitch."
She shook her head "I'm sorry what was that?"
Brooke sighed giving up "Can you help me?"
"What's the magic word?" Rachel said loving the moment. Brooke Davis actually asking for help.
"Abra kadabra."
"Oh, shes being funny, I can be funny too." Turning around Rachel grinned and walked a few steps before being stopped by Brooke
"Please!"
Turning back she nodded "See that's all it took."
Rachel walked over to Brooke and put the other girls arms around her own neck, Brooke kept her eye contact to the ground. She moved her hand down to her jeans and zipped them up. Leaning down to her ear she whispered "Better now?" Rachel began to rub Brooke's bare sides softly. Brooke bit her lip and nodded.
Rachel smiled and looked at Brooke whos eye contact was still with the floor "Do you need help with your tee shirt?"
"I'll be fine" Brooke lied.
Grinning the red head nodded "Ok." She went over and picked up a white tee shirt and handed it to the brunette and crossed her arms.
"What?"
She smiled "Put it on."
Brooke scrunched up her nose "I don't want you looking."
Scoffing Rachel shook her head "Yeah, cause Brooke Davis all off a sudden turned shy."
"Well you know it's a new lease of life, after the accident." Brooke said sarcastically.
Laughing the taller girl moved closer to the girl "Just let me help you."
"Fine."
Brooke handed Rachel the tee shirt and lifted her hands up over her head. Smiling softly Rachel slowly put the tee shirt over the smaller girls head being extra careful not to hurt her. She was going at a snail like motion causing the brunette to get angry.
"I'm fucking suffocating in fabric!"
With that, Rachel then roughly pulled the rest of the tee shirt down her body. Brooke put her arms down and looked at Rachel with a small smile.
"Thank you."
Rachel giggled "Hey come here." She took Brooke hand and grabbed her closer then fixed her hair which was messed slightly due to her putting the t shirt on "Your hair was messed up."
"Mhm."
Rachel laughed and brushed away some stray hairs away from her face then kissed her forehead "How are you feeling?"
"Medicine makes people feel good."
Laughing Rachel linked her arm with Brookes and the two began walking "So you feeling good enough and ready for school?"
No. Inside Brooke wasn't. But Brooke knew what to do, she would flash the smile that everyone was so used to seeing. She knew how to mask how she was really feeling and that was what she was planning on doing.
She wouldn't let anyone know herself again, what she was feeling, what she was wanting. Whenever she had she just got hurt. Brooke herself knew that she had changed, ever since she met him. Lucas. The name
that she cringed even thinking about. She allowed herself to show her heart and she didn't like
the outcome. People used to call her a bitch and they liked her for all the wrong reasons. Girls wanted to get close to her cause of her status and guys wanted to get close to her cause she was an easy fuck. But at least she got what she wanted then, and that's the way she liked it.
Brooke smiled her famous smile and nodded her head "Team bitches."