Hey Guys! Thanks for the reviews so far. Please keep them coming. So, this chapter is a little different. Mainly it revolves around Megan and her tale, but at the end you can all get a glimpse of Brooke's POV. I might continue writing in this style if you guys like it this way. Please let me know and enjoy the story x
Chapter 4
(Megan's POV)
After giving me a map of the school, Jamie heard his name being called by these groups of jocks, which I could only have assumed were his friends who kiss his ass. Jamie left and ran to his friends, giving them a high five. All of them, as well as Jamie were wearing letterman jackets, and yes I have to admit, they did look cute, but today is my first day, and I wasn't about to go flirt within five seconds of walking in.
I look at my watch on my wrist and notice that I have twenty minutes before class starts, the perfect amount of time to go to my locker, and dump some of this shit in my bag. I like school, it's a great way to socialize, but I'm not really that academic, apart from getting good grades in sport and English.
I walk to my locker and put in the combination, hearing the familiar click; I open it and sigh at the bare blue walls. God, I can't wait to fill it with something. I shove my afternoon books in there and I'm about to close it when one of Jamie's friends that I saw earlier snakes up behind me.
"Hey gorgeous, I'm Aaron, and you are?" His breath is hot against my neck, and I don't like it. I turn to face him. He's not cute, just muscly. I don't find him very attractive, but I am guessing that he finds me attractive because his eyes are roaming my body. "Megan, my name is Megan."
His hand snakes up the outside of my waist. Damn it, I knew I should have worn something more than just this purple vest top and black skinny jeans. "Well Megan, I haven't seen you around here before and I'm sure I would have remembered you if I had," he says this time taking another, longer look at my body, and normally I wouldn't mind, but this guy is beyond the creep factor.
I'm about to push him off me when I see a girl coming closer, yelling all kinds of crazy business at the boy who is trying to get a piece of me. Shit, maybe it's his girlfriend! Great Megan, you're in school for five minutes and some girl's boyfriend is practically trying to having sex with you right there and then. "Aaron, get your slimy hands the fuck off this girl!" She screams and he does what she says. Damn she's feisty. I like her.
"God, Becky, why you have to be such a bitch for?" Aaron says, not touching me but sure as hell standing right close.
"Okay, first of all, don't call me Becky; second, because by the look on her face, she sure doesn't want some dick like you looking at her like she's a piece of meat! Am I right?" She looks at me with a questionable glance, but with a smirk also, and I smirk back, nodding my head, causing Aaron to grunt and leave, not before giving my ass a squeeze. Pervert.
The girl walks over to me. She looks cool, long black hair with blue dip dye, and a sweeping fringe. Her eyes are electric blue, the same shade of her dip dye, and her right ear is pierced fully. "You okay?" She asks glaring at Aaron's retreating figure, muttering the word, "bastard," when he starts laughing with his other friends.
"Yeah, thanks, you didn't have to do that," I say, liking this girl's attitude. I never had a friend like this back in California. I was head cheerleader and popular, the girls who looked like her would never speak to me.
"Eh whatever, Aaron's a dirty little perv, and don't even get me started on the rest of those arrogant jocks. I'm Rebecca by the way, but just call me Bex," She says to me, holding out her hand for me to shake, which I do.
"Hey, I'm Megan." Bex nods at me, but then her glance wavers over to Jamie, who is standing next to some girl. "Who's the hoe?" I ask her and Bex laughs. I look at the girl next to Jamie. She looks just like people in California. Long blonde hair and doe blue eyes, with an amazing body. I'll admit, she's pretty, I mean she's wearing a cheerleader costume so I'm guessing she's the head cheerleader.
"That hoe is my twin sister, not identical as you can clearly see."
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" I seem to be saying sorry a lot these days…
Bex waves her hand at me as she says, "No, don't be, I hate the bitch. Miss popular doesn't like the fact that her sister is the complete opposite of her." Bex shrugs and looks down at my timetable, "Ah, it looks like we have the next class together." She grabs my arms and pulls my along, and into our Maths room.
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I've been hanging around with Bex all day. I met some other girls in my gym class which were all really nice. They reminded me of my friends back in my old town, and they instantly became my friends. One of the girls was called Macy; she is one of the cheerleaders. I told Bex about her and she said that she is her sister, Morgan's best friend. That was a shock to me, because Macy seems really nice, and yes I haven't talked to Morgan yet, but from what I've heard from Bex, and some other girls, she is a complete bitch.
Its lunch now and Bex had to go to the library, something about late English homework. I told her that I would help but she said that she'd rather do it by herself, but thanked me anyway. So yeah, I'm sitting by myself on a bench, eating… well not really eating anything.
I look around, and see all the cliques in your average school; clearly Bex is a loner, which I'm okay with. She doesn't really have friends; she just swears at all the bitches who give her dirty looks and all the boys who whistle when she walks. She is really pretty for a rebellious bitch.
I see Jamie with his friends and Morgan sitting on his lap, which I assume is his girlfriend. He looks over at me and gives me a small wave, and I wave back, not wanting to be rude but not really that happy as all of the popular skanks turn their heads in my direction and start whispering to Morgan. I roll my eyes and Jamie just laughs, shrugging his shoulders and mouthing the words, "I'm sorry," before getting hit in the face with a French fry causing a gigantic food fight on the table.
Morgan starts to scream when one of the guys accidently threw his pudding over her, which makes me laugh, only to result in her glaring at me in a look which suggests that she is going to make my life a living hell. I should know, because I used to give that look. I sigh, looking at Morgan reminds me of who I used to be in California, and I don't like it. Damn I was such a bitch… Well, maybe Tree Hill will change me, and some other people's lives.
I get knocked out of my thought when all the cheerleader skanks, and Macy, come walking over to me, following a clearly pissed off Morgan. "Were you laughing at me new girl?"
I scoff at the clear bitchy tone coming from Morgan and shrug, "New girl's called Megan, just in case you wanted to know." Macy laughs silently behind her best friend and looks at me with a smirk.
"Well I didn't. Oh and stop flirting with my boyfriend." All the girls behind her eye me up and down, like some territorial predators and me being their pray. But I'm not going to let it affect me, I've dealt with these kinds of bitches before, hell I was one of them.
"Oh, which one is that? I heard you were a skank and the way you parade yourself around clearly proves that." Macy laughs even more, only for Morgan to turn her head around and glare at her. All the girls mutter the word 'whatever' and walk off, clearly not having a suitable comeback.
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School's over now, and I'm back at Nathan and Haley's, apparently they were called Naley back in High School. I asked Haley what Brooke and Lucas were called, and she said Brucas. She also mentioned that Lucas and Peyton were called Leyton or preferably to her and now to me, Pucas, because they sucked.
Tomorrow is Friday which means that Saturday is two days away. I'm nervous, because that's when I'm going to see Brooke. Haley is going to drop me off and wait with me until Brooke answers the door, hopefully she will. Haley said that if Julian answers just tell him that I came to the wrong house and leave quickly.
I'm sitting by the pool; Nathan and Haley have at the back of their house. Lydia is inside watching cartoons and Jamie is out with Morgan. I called Bex earlier and asked if she wanted to come over, she said sure and was going to be about five minutes.
Just as I'm about to go in the pool Haley comes walking out with Bex next to her. Haley looks at me with a suspicious look. Clearly Haley is intimidated by Bex's rough chick look going on, but there is nothing to be worried about. Bex is the sweetest girl that you'll ever meet, but if you get on her wrong side, she'll hurt in more ways than one. "Hey Megan, Bex is here."
I run up to Bex and hug her and she hugs me back. "Thanks Hales, I'll call you if I need anything." Haley nods her head and smiles at Bex before going back into the living room to watch the cartoons with her daughter.
"Hey, what do you want to do?" Bex asks as she looks around the back garden. It's a warm day today, so she's wearing denim shorts and a red vest top, but still has all the piercings in her right ear.
"I was thinking maybe we could watch a movie. I have Mean Girls in my room," I kink my eyebrow at her and she just laughs. I love Mean Girls, it's just so fetch! Bex nods her head and I grab her hand and lead her up to my room.
As I place Mean Girls in the DVD player, I see Bex looking at the pictures of me and my old friends back in Cali, and see the amusement in her eyes at the realisation that I was head cheerleader. "So, you were one of those girls?" She asks with clear sarcasm in her voice. I nod my head and do a mock cheer for her and she just falls into fits of laughter.
Bex hears the start of Mean Girls and squeals as she jumps onto my bed. Who knew she was such a girl! I pick up the popcorn that I popped in the microwave from the floor and place it in between us and we both dive our hands into it.
"So, if you are from Africa, why are you white?" Bex asks at the exact moment Karen says it. It's funny because she sounded just like her, but looks completely different.
"God, Karen you can't just ask people why they're white!" I say back and we both giggle as we continue to watch the film. Bex is hilarious; I know that we are going to be best friends! Oh wait, that sounds corny… okay, we are already great friends then.
Just as the movie is midway, I see Jamie in the doorway, smiling at us. I nod my head at him, motioning him to come in. He smiles as he dumps his jacket on my floor and sits on the bed behind me and Bex. Bex just scoffs, and I begin to get the feeling that she doesn't like him that much. "Hey, ah mean Girls, so fetch."
I push Jamie's arm playfully and Bex laughs sarcastically saying back in a sort-of bitchy tone, "Stop trying to make fetch happen, it's not going to happen!" I laugh at the tension in the room, but we all decide to ignore it, well we try. When Jamie laughs, Bex continuously rolls her eyes and mutters stuff under her breath. I wondered why she doesn't like Jamie, but then I realised that he is her sister's boyfriend.
As soon as the film ended Bex hugged me goodbye, saying that her family's making her go to this stupid party that her parents are invited to. I told her to have a good time and she started to laugh saying that her having a good time will consist of drinking beer while everyone mingles about how exceptional their life is.
"Have fun with Morgan!" I say mockingly as Bex is walking out the door. She rolls her eyes and gives me two fingers clearly irritated by the fact that she has to spend the whole night with the plastic bitch. Jamie looks at us both confused but shrugs his shoulders as they both leave. Bex leaves the house and Jamie walks into his bedroom, leaving me to think about what is going to happen at school tomorrow.
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Chapter 4
(Brooke's POV)
"Jude Baker, you better not be doing what I think you're doing!" I storm into the room of my two twin boys, and, there he is, the eldest of the twin boys playing the game that is not nearly suitable for his age. I go to stop him but I give up hope.
My family is my family, however messed up it may be to others. I have two beautiful twin boys who think that they are much older than what they are, and a beautiful husband who I love – or at least that's what I say to people who ask me. The truth is, I love him, I love Julian, but… never like I the way that I have loved before.
It's hard sometimes to think that even though he's miles away, in another city with her and his own family, and I'm still in Tree Hill, still hoping that he will burst through the door and sweep me away. But life isn't a fairy-tale. Hell, life right now is a maze. A maze of confusion…
It was her sixteenth birthday days ago. I wonder if she got it. They said that they would give it to her, but years have gone by, they probably will never tell her.
Sometimes I think that what I did was a mistake – giving her up. If I had told him, maybe he would have stuck around. Maybe the fairy-tale ending that I have always been wishing for would already be with me. I wouldn't have Julian and he wouldn't have her. We wouldn't have all these other children. We would just be us.
I wonder how she feels. Does she hate me? Does she even know that she is adopted? Does she know anything? I hope she does. I want her to. She hasn't come yet but that is okay. Maybe Haley knows something. I haven't seen her for the past few days, the store has been really busy and I'm sure that she is just as busy too.
I'll wait. I'll wait and see – hope – that she will knock on the door and just say "hello mom." I want to see my one and only daughter. I want to know that she is still mine, even if we have never been together.
I want my little girl back.