Brooke knew she had overreacted when she freaked out on Aria but she couldn't help it, it was her automatic defense against anyone she knew would hurt her. That's the reason she hadn't talked to her father since the divorce, because she knew he didn't want her, so she was leaving him before he could do just that. Both her parents had went from being married to each other to being engaged to other people and starting a family in less than a year. It made Brooke's head spin. Had they not thought of how this would affect her?

And Aria, she was so unbelievable beautiful it made Brooke's blood pump harder in her veins. She wanted the brunette in a way she had never wanted another person, and it confused the hell out of her. Aria was the only girl that she even thought of like that; she could look at anyone else and not feel anything. And then there was the whole issue of Corbin, who she loved very much, but she didn't like being with him like she liked being with Aria. She didn't need Corbin. She needed Aria.

Brooke wasn't the type to go in, admit her mistakes, and apologize. She was just as stubborn as her mother and aunt. Plus, Aria didn't really care about her. She was just a way for the older girl to get off. Brooke cranked the screamo music up even louder trying to drown out her own thoughts. She wasn't a big fan of that particular type, but it helped drown out the world around her, so she didn't really mind. She liked being in her own little world where the outside couldn't touch her.

Brooke sighed loudly, she had been shutting out the outside world for the past two months and she knew it was hurting her mother, but she had been hurt. Another sigh escaped her lips. She had to do something soon. Whatever was going on with her and Aria needed to be straightened out immediately. With her decision made, Brooke stood up, checked herself in the mirror, and left the room determined. She opened Aria's door without knocking and stood at the foot of her bed. Aria was laying on her bed in nothing but a pair of short shorts and a sports bra. Brooke almost lost her nerve at the sight of the very toned body on the bed.

"I'm sorry. I've been a crazy person lately, and I know I've been avoiding you, but I was scared. When you kissed me it was terrifying, because I liked it, a lot, and because you're a girl. I had these feelings," Brooke said biting her lip. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt and shook it off letting it fall to the ground. Aria's jaw dropped and her eyes widened.

"I had these feelings. Insane feelings that drove me up the wall, because you walk around in your short shorts and low cut tops that make it insanely hard for me to control myself."

Brooke slipped out of her jeans and kicked them in a corner. A flow of nerves hit Brooke like a tidal wave. She was standing in front of Aria in her dark purple bra and panty set. But then she reminded herself that she had the body of a dancer, and even if she didn't -with the way Aria was looking at her- it would have pushed her forward. She climbed on up on the bed until she was straddling Aria's waist. Her hands went to Brooke's hips and then slid to her butt squeezing it.

"And you know what?" Brooke asked as she took one of Aria's hands off her butt and slipped it inside her underwear. Aria let out a choked gasped as she felt the heat radiating from Brooke's center.

"Brooke, we can't do this," Aria said, but her fingers were moving against Brooke.

"I don't want to control myself anymore," Brooke whispered into Aria's ear. He lips skimmed against Aria's, and Aria just let it go. She would deal with her sister later. Besides, weren't you supposed to live in the moment?

"Then don't," was all Aria could get out before Brooke's lips collided roughly with hers, not asking but demanding for entrance, which Aria was more than happy to oblige.

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"So what about Corbin?" Aria asked later as she and Brooke were lying naked in her bed. She was playing absentmindedly with Brooke's golden blonde hair that was splayed out on her chest.

"We broke up."

"Hm, really? Why?" Aria asked kissing Brooke's head.

"Because there is this amazing girl that I just couldn't keep away from."

Aria laughed. "Maybe you should keep away from her. She's trouble you know."

"Oh is she? She's actually really hot. And she's great in bed."

Aria grinned and kissed Brooklyn. "You're freaking adorable," She said quietly.

"Now when are the adults coming back from California?"

"Two days."

"Two days alone with you." Aria grinned. "Perfect."

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Brooke was in the kitchen cooking breakfast when Aria woke up the next morning; she could smell the bacon and eggs cooking all the way from her bedroom. Slipping on a pair of night pants and a sweatshirt, she went down the stairs. She was starving, and her mouth was watering insanely. When she entered the kitchen, however, her hunger was forgotten because Brooke was sitting on the counter in nothing but a pair of underwear and a t-shirt.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to cook while half naked?" Aria asked with a teasing smile. Brooke turned and grinned at Aria.

"Good morning darling," She said in a bright perky way that could have rivaled her mother.

"Good morning to you too," Aria whispered. Her hands slid up Brooke's thighs, she hooked her thumb in Brooke's mint green lace panties and kissed her in a slow explorative way that was nothing like their heated kisses last night. Brooke pulled away when the need for air become apparent. She pushed Aria roughly away from her and then laughed at Aria's hurt expression beckoning her closer to her. She traced Aria's plump lower lip with the pad of her thumb.

"Would you like to eat a breakfast that isn't burnt?"

Aria smirked. "I would like to eat you for breakfast."

Brooke gasped, bit her lip and punched Aria in the shoulder. "You're a perv!"

Aria shrugged and turned the eye on the stoves off. She moved the food that was cooking to the part of the stove that was off.

"Problem solved," Aria mumbled before she tugged Brooke's t-shirt over her head and let it fall to the ground. Aria brushed her lips against Brooke's, lightly moving along her jaw line. Brooke was so caught up in the sensation of Aria's lips, teeth, and tongue working their magic that she didn't notice when Aria unhooked her bra until Aria's lips where sucking on her nipple. Brooke threw her head back and moaned loudly. Her hands moved to Aria's hair holding her head in place. The pleasure was bordering on pain when Aria suddenly stopped moving at all. Brooke whimpered, and Aria's hand flew up to cover her mouth.

Brooke's eyes shot open. She looked at Aria with a glare.

"Listen," Aria ordered. She did, and Aria could hear doors slamming and laughter coming from outside.

Her mother was home.

"Fuck," Brooke almost yelled. She jumped down from the counter, grabbed her t-shirt and bra, and ran up the stairs to her bedroom - Aria laughing in her wake.

Callie came in the kitchen pulling a laughing, happy Arizona along with her. Callie looked at Aria's kiss bruised lips, messy hair, and lust filled eyes and was immediately over come with suspicion. She gave Aria a look that said that she would talk to her later. But Aria could hardly concern herself with her sister's woes; she was on cloud nine.

A/N: Well? one of you amazing reviewers asked for a full Aria/brooke chapter so there you go. =) Next chapterwill be up ASAP!! =P