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JustLikeBrookeDavis: I felt like I needed to put something for Grey to realize Brooke still cares about her. Yeah, my sister thought the Brooke rambling was funny; most of that stuff was true about my real family, so yeah. A lot of humor
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Leona: Yeah, I wanted to show how much the four friends care about each other
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Surprisingly, after the little thing in Lucas' kitchen, the ride back wasn't awkward. We laughed and talked like nothing happened. He dropped me off, said see you at school and then left. I was of course bombarded with questions from Rachel, but for once I didn't tell her. I just kept a secret smile on my face and went to bed and for the first time in a very long time, was excited for school in the morning. I woke up the next morning feelings of the night before totally gone because I still have to go to school and I mean come on who wants to go to school?
I slid out of my bed, took a quick shower, brushed my teeth and put my contacts in before going to the closet and picking out today's outfit. I put on a belted grey green floral skirt that hit mid thigh matched with army green cap sleeve D- ring tee. I slid on my worn black converse and grabbed my washed PVC cross body bag all which got a few weeks ago at our local Rue 21, the heaven to all stores and did my make up to match with a little forest green mashed with light grey and light grey liner and kept my hair in its natural wave state before heading down stairs to be greeted my Rachel who happened to be wearing dark denim holy skinny jeans, ruffle front heels that were a good two inches high, black metal strapped t-back and her messenger bag which she also got on our weekend shopping trip.
"What are the odds?" She asked as she took a bite into her apple.
"Come on" I laughed pushing her towards the door and to her car before we started the minute ride to Quinn and Peyton.
"You going to tell me?" She asked with sluty smile.
"I will just say I told him a lot of stuff during my rambling state" I smiled.
"Oh god, he probably thinks you're a freak then" She teased knowing I say some pretty embarrassing things when I am uncomfortable.
"Trust me, I don't think he does" I told her thinking back on everything.
"Did you two?"
"No" I said quickly.
"Anything?" She asked.
"No, I just talked to him" I said not helping but smile while she stopped and waited for Quinn.
"What are you all smiles about?" Quinn asked once she got into the car.
"Brookie slept with Lucas last night" Rachel laughed.
"Rachel!" I yelled while Quinn yelled my name, "I didn't sleep with anyone last night. I am just in a good mood" I straightened out.
"Right" Rachel smirked as she pulled out of the driveway and drove shortly down the road and stopped at Peyton's.
"I didn't do anything" I said frustrated as Peyton got in the car and Quinn filled her in
"But if you were rambling you probably said he was hot or something" Rachel suggested and I guess judging from my look they all figured that one out
"Oh my god, you did!" Peyton laughed
"It just slipped out. It was just I said that when I first met him I thought he was hot but he is so annoying" I complained
"What else did you say?" Quinn asked once we got to the school
"Nothing…" I lied, "Okay that was a lie, a lot of stuff including I had sex on a pool table" I rambled
"Oh yeah, I remember that guy. He was ugly" Rachel frowned
"Shut up" I joked pushing her out of the car
"You are such a whore Brooke Davis" Peyton smirked as we walked into the school
"No she isn't" Quinn said sticking up for me, "She is a slut, Rachel is the whore" Quinn smirked
"Well… I… oh whatever you're right" Rachel said after she failed with a comeback as we walked in and to our lockers.
"Hey babe" We heard Clay say and we turned to see Clay and Jake walking up to their girlfriends hugging them and walking them to class while Rachel and I stared on.
"I miss Cooper" Rachel sighed as she shut her locker.
"I know Buddy" I smiled as the bell rang for first period.
"You coming?" She asked me as I stayed at my locker.
"Mrs. Hughes really doesn't care, it's the last week and we don't do anything and I know they are going to ask questions and-" I rambled but was cut off by Rachel.
"Yeah I got it. You want me to skip with you?" She asked me.
"No, I'm just going to the gym. No one is in there this period anyway" I shrugged as she nodded walking off in one direction and I went to the gym dropping my bag at the entrance before walking towards the center.
I used to love gym; I loved activity, especially when we had the basketball tournaments. People always picked me because basketball was something I was good at. Softball and basketball were my sports, but then I got hurt and never was as good as I used to be. Walking over to a spare basketball I picked up and stared dribbling it and running through gym pretending to spin around imaginary people
"And two seconds left on the clock, Davis shoots for the win" I say and shot for a three making a perfect swish, "And it's good!" I smile spinning around but stopped when I heard clapping
"Impressive" He smiled grabbing the ball, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, you know. Seeing what it is like to be you" I shrugged gesturing towards the goal.
"And you can do it with a broken arm" He laughed taking a shot.
"I'm very talented" I whispered as if it was a secret.
"I pretty much figured that after the pool table fact" He smirked.
"You are going to hold that against me forever, aren't you?" I asked as I watched him effortlessly take shot after shot.
"No, just until I find something better" He shrugged passing the ball to me.
"So the hot comment wasn't better?" I asked him taking a shot with my left hand.
"Well, I might switch back and forth" he smiled dribbling the ball.
"Nathan can't wink! That is crazy!" I yelled at him throwing my hands out to the sides which made him laugh.
"Nathan not being able to wink doesn't mean anything to me" He joked taking a shot but this time not getting the ball but instead walking towards me.
"You think you are so funny" I said with a roll of the eyes as he got closer and I took a step back.
"I think I'm adorable" He said with an innocent smile taking another few steps which I mimicked in the opposite direction.
"I don't" I smiled sidestepping him trying to get away but he grabbed me from the waist and threw me over his shoulder.
"Oh yeah, that's right. You think I'm hot" He laughed picking up my bag and walking towards the door to the parking lot.
"Lucas Scott! You put me down right now! This is kidnapping! I could have you arrested" I scolded him as he walked towards his car,
"Shut up Brooke" He said to me so I pinched him and I felt him jump a little
"Did you just pinch me?" He asked as he tossed me into his car.
"Yep" I said proudly.
"Bitch" He said before getting in on his side.
"Ass" I pouted with arms crossed and feet on the dash board.
"Don't be such a baby. You skip all the time" He told me pulling out onto the road.
"Yeah, but with people I like" I mumbled.
"That hurts Bob" He smirked as he drove down the interstate.
"I know you are a little slow, but my name's Brooke, with a B, an R, two O's, a K, and an E" I said to him slowly.
"Alright, Bob. Come on, were going to the beach" He smiled.
"I can't" I mumbled.
"Have a little fun!" Lucas said exasperated.
"No, I mean I can't. Trust me I want to, but I can't" I tried to make sense to him but he is an idiot, "I'm allergic" I whispered embarrassed.
"The water?" He asked.
"I can't get close to the water or it will get on me and then if it mixes with the sand it will just suck" I sighed with a shrug.
"Well… how about we stay away from the water and if you just have to, then I will carry you" He suggested and I couldn't help but smile before agreeing as he parked in the parking lot as I got out taking my shoes off and tossing them in his car.
"Oh! I have to be at church at four thirty." I informed him as we made our way down to the beach where absolutely no one was at.
"Yeah, because you were the rebel that had the balls to skip church, you're going to Hell" He smiled pointing a finger at me and I playfully shoved him.
"I had a long day but, because of that the play this year are going to have kick ass costumes" I told him.
"Oh, so you are good at fashion?" He asked we walked down the beach, me on a little dune looking thing that had a cut off and a small dip to where Lucas was walking on the wet sand.
"I guess, I mean. I know how to sew" I said, "tell me about you."
"What do you want to know?" he asked shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Everything" I shrugged.
"You didn't see the first time I have punched Dan, your brother is my best friend along with Felix Taggaro."
"Oh I know him, spiky hair, player" I listed off.
"Yeah, but surprisingly nice" He said as I nodded, "That's him."
"Favorite color?" I asked.
"Umm… blue" He answered.
"Favorite band?" I asked stopping after one foot fell to the wet sand and I jumped back regaining balance.
"Favorite singer is Brad Paisley" He rephrased.
"Country, I like it. Hmm… favorite show?"
"Chuck" He replied.
"Best show ever. First girlfriend?"
"Taylor Jane, I was twelve. She was a family friend. Next town over" He laughed looking over at me.
"First kiss?" I smiled.
"Taylor Jane, I was five" He told me.
"You and Taylor Jane like each other, huh?" I asked him.
"Taylor Jane liked me" He informed me.
"Right" I sighed as I contemplated asking the next question.
"Ask me" he said as I stared at my feet trying to concentrate.
"Ask what?" I asked innocently.
"I know you want to, so ask" He said so I asked.
"First time?" I asked him.
"Taylor Jane, I was fourteen" He said.
"Where's Taylor Jane, now?" I asked not showing I might have been a tad jealous.
"She is a riot in Texas" He laughed.
"What happened?" I pushed wanting answers as I still balanced on the sand.
"Taylor Jane had a baby Jane" He smirked looking over at me.
"Not yours, right?" I asked nervously.
"Oh, hell no. Taylor Jane was a huge whore" He explained.
"Stop saying her full name" I told him frustrated hating her name.
"What? Taylor Jane? You can't say Taylor Jane's name without Jane, it is unethical" He explained annoying me on purpose.
"I will show unethical" I grumbled not noticing he stopped too busy staring at my feet.
"Wow," He sighed.
"What?" I asked looking back at him, slowly turning around.
"You're jealous of Taylor Jane" he smirked.
"Umm… no I'm not. And if you would like to know, my first kiss was Jimmy Jones and I was nine and I have never had a serious boyfriend and my first time was with Carter Wilson" I rambled.
"On a pool table right?" He asked as he started to walk again,
"You seriously are the biggest ass I have ever met" I responded with a scowl.
"Am I right?"
"No, that was with…" I stopped trying to remember his name and was embarrassed when I couldn't, "Sam… Sheppard" I stuttered.
"You don't remember do you?" He asked softly.
"When Nathan stopped talking to me, I had a rough time and I went through a stage where I drank, a lot and slept with a few people and had a few nights that I care not to remember which is good because I don't remember. No one knows though, okay. No one knows that I slept around or that I even drank. Rachel was there maybe once but other than that no one. So you can't say anything" I freaked not too proud of everything I did in the last two years.
"You don't anymore?"
"No" I said bluntly.
"Why not?"
"Because it was stupid and it didn't take the pain away and I was slowly becoming Dan, so I stopped. I wasn't addicted. I could stop whenever I wanted to and I did" I told him.
"Good" He smiled.
"Why is that good?" I asked not expecting him to grab my extended arm that was casted and pulled me down to his level of beach but held me above the ground, his arms tight around my waist.
"I never thought I would like you" He whispered as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"And now?" I asked softly.
"I still can't believe it, but I do. I like everything about you and it only took me three days to figure that out" He laughed.
"Yeah" I whispered noticing he kept glancing at my lips and I could tell he wanted to kiss me "You want to be my first boyfriend, huh?" I asked as he smiled.
"Maybe" He sighed and I took that as my go. That was my okay to push my lips against his and when I felt him step up onto dry sand and sit me down putting his hand on my neck; I knew he wanted it too. I wanted to deepen it, but for some reason I stopped I pulled myself away and started back to the car
"What the hell, Brooke?" He asked walking behind me.
"That was a mistake" I told him embarrassed not stopping to look at him.
"Could you inform me why?" he spat out.
"Hmmm… let's see you are best friends with my brother, a brother who hates me, you for the past two years have hated me, oh and my personal favorite" I spun around to look at him, "You are my step brother!"
"Ex step brother" he pointed out.
"Not yet" I said as I started to walk again.
"Well, if that is your reason then you're a dumbass" he snapped.
"Well, how about we're already fighting!" I yelled throwing my hands above my head.
"That is what we do! We fight! About the stupidest things obviously!" He shouted at me.
"Well, I don't want that. So you are going to drive me home!" I retorted standing next to his car with my arms crossed.
"No, if you are going to bitch I'm leaving you here!" He growled going toe to toe with me.
"Lucas Scott! You forced me to leave, you called me Bob, then you kissed me-"
"You kissed me and then you pulled away and then you walked away." He threw back.
"And I'm glad I did because kissing you turns you into a jackass" I hissed.
"What is your problem?" He asked tired of fighting.
"There is a reason Lucas" I said angry.
"For what?"
"For why I have never had a serious boyfriend. It isn't because I haven't been asked, I like being alone. I am the only person I fully trust. I am not going to walk out on me, Lucas." I tried to explain.
"Why are you so certain I will?" He asked not angry anymore pushing his chest up against mine as my back fell against the car.
"Look at you Lucas, and look at me. I am nothing and I always will be" I sighed as he cupped my cheek and pushed my hair back.
"I don't care" he whispered.
"But I do, I mean how am I supposed to know this is real? What you feel…" I sighed poking his chest, "is real?"
"Trust me" He pleaded.
"Lucas… the only person I have ever trusted walked out of my life and never came back, and she was my sister. How am I supposed to trust person that wanted nothing to do with me on Friday?" I asked like it was most obvious thing in the world.
"So maybe at first, but over time you will realize it. I want you, and it shouldn't matter when I figured that fact out, it only matters that I did" he sighed leaning his forehead against mine.
"Prove it" I whispered pulling away from him and getting in the passenger seat.
"Brooklyn" Pastor smiled as I walked into the church. I honestly didn't know Pastor's name, everyone just called him Pastor. He was an older man, in his early sixties. He became a pastor after his wife and kids died in a car accident about thirty years ago. No matter what he did, he never let go and it was sad, to think this poor man who never did anything wrong, never drank, never smoked, never cursed, lost everything because someone ran a stop sign. Sad how fast you can lose everything.
"Good afternoon, Pastor" I smiled at him as I sat in a pew.
"Your mother told me about your father" He sighed sadly as I glanced down at my arm and shifted uncomfortably in the seat as he sat down next to me.
"Yes sir." I said looking at the ground.
"Not many people know your parents used to live in this town" He started while I looked up at him in surprise, "Apparently neither did you. Your mother dated the basketball captain; she wasn't anything big you know? She was the pure one, the good one and no one messed with her. Guys made pacts to stay away from Victoria and then Harris, basketball captain, asked her out and I am pretty sure it freaked her out because she liked being alone" He told me and I found it humorous it was just like me and Lucas, "So she said no."
"What happened?" I asked him.
"He asked again, and again, and again. He asked a good six or seven times before she said yes. Pretty sure she only did, so he would stop asking. Those two fought about everything, they were so stubborn. They could have a fight on what color the grass is. People said they would date a week, then they would get tired of each other, two years later they were still saying it, but we all knew they loved each other. More than anything in this world. They were true love always" He smiled.
"Then why is Dan my father?" I asked sadly.
"My mom always said it was because they were in love, but were too young to know how to handle it. He got a scholarship to USC and she stayed here and settled for Dan, Harris' good friend. She moved after Easton was born and I honestly think it was because she didn't want people to see what he did to her. He pushed her till she thought she was nothing. He never hit her, but emotionally, he made that woman think she had no reason to live. Every day for fifteen years, I would check obituaries because I knew…" He sighed.
"Knew what?"
"He was going to either kill her or he was going to push her so far, he was going to do the job herself" He sighed.
"But she never did" I told him.
"Yeah, because your mamma was stronger than we all thought. People don't talk about it, Karen didn't know obviously. I don't care that you missed Sunday church because when it comes to her kids they have to go through a lot" He told me with a forgiving smile.
"More than you know" I mumbled.
"She is going to come back" He said while I looked at him confused, "Grey, I have been getting Christmas card of you guys since you were little, and a little hair dye isn't going to change her face that looks just like your mother" he smiled patting my knee standing up slowly.
"How do you know so much about Harris?" I asked him.
"Harris was my baby brother" He told me.
"What happened to him?"
"Went to USC, moved to Georgia, never got married, never had kids. I don't think he ever got over your mamma getting over him" He shrugged.
"But she didn't. I mean even I know the only reason she married Dan was because she didn't have him. She told me she has been in love once and married once and it wasn't to the same person." I rambled.
"I know that" he smiled.
"If my mom liked being alone, why did she date Harris?" I asked indirectly hoping for advice.
"You don't choose who you fall for. Love doesn't discriminate. It doesn't matter if she was the outcast or if she was the head cheerleader or what he was. Clothes, cliques, personalities, nothing stops love. They say opposites attract. I think people attract and if they are similar they are similar and if they are opposite they are opposite. It doesn't matter. Harris and Victoria didn't care if it didn't last or if it did. They were going to be together for as long as they could and I have a feeling they are going to end that way" He smiled before walking into his office and I went to a back room to start on costumes dwelling on my own thoughts and everything Pastor had told me. It made sense that I would be just like my mom. The only thing was I wasn't going to lose my Harris and settle for a Dan.
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