Hey guys! Once again thanks for the reviews. You guys are seriously awesome! So, in this chapter it is just totally Megan's POV, but the next chapter will definitely have others in it too. Please carry on commenting, you guys are amazing! Okay, here is Chapter 5... enjoy x
Chapter 5
I'm walking into school now and I see Bex at her locker looking like shit; Hung-over. Her black hair is tied up in a tight bobble and her eyes, that must be bloodshot, are covered with dark sunglasses. I decide to make her feel worse by slamming her locker door loudly. I see her face wince with pain as she takes off her sunglasses and glares at me. "What, too much fun drinking in the background?" I say, kinking my left eyebrow, making her roll her eyes.
"Yeah it was fucking fantastic, me sitting in the corner, forced to wear a dress, drinking while Morgan sweet talks one of dad's investors…" I look at her and laugh at her pissed off expression. She punches my arm and I just cock my head and loop my arm through hers.
As we are walking through the halls I see a pink flyer stapled on the bulletin board. Bex looks at where I am glancing to and laughs widely. "Cheerleading try-outs, you are not seriously considering that are you?"
"Well, yeah I was actually. Cheerleading back in my old school used to be fun, and some of the cheerleaders here are really nice." I look at Bex who is giving me a suspicious glare and I can't help but blush. She shakes her head at me, disappointed at the fact that her friend is going to try-out to be a Tree Hill Raven. But, the only reason I want to be one, is because Brooke was one. I want to feel like my mother.
"Come on Bex, please!" I look at her with pleading eyes as she glares at me evilly; damn she's good at evil stares.
"You can try-out if you want, but I won't." I sigh to her response, but after some deliberation we both agreed that she'll watch me try-out after school, but will not try-out herself. That's okay I guess, I mean I can understand why she doesn't want to be a cheerleader so I'm cool with it.
I pick up the pen that is hanging from the flyer, and write my name down in fancy writing. 'Megan…' shit, what should I put as my last name? Everyone around school knows me as Megan Noakes, the girl who's living with Jamie and his family, apart from Bex, who I told everything to. She laughed at first, but when she saw that I was deadly serious about Brooke Davis being my mother, she gave me a sympathetic look and hugged me. I sigh as I finish my name, 'Megan Noakes.'
Bex gives my arm a squeeze, sensing my sadness at not being able to write 'Megan Davis' which I prefer to be, but Haley wants me to be Megan Scott, but that's a whole other story. Bex drags me away from the flyer and starts heading to our first class, Biology, great…
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I sigh, writing yet another assignment given to our class in my note pad. Jeez we never had this much homework back in California. This assignment is from our English teacher. Mr Maloney wants us to write about our favourite book character. It seems pretty cool actually, apart from the fact that he put us into pairs, and unlucky for me and Bex, I got Morgan, and Bex got Jamie. Let's just say, Karma's a bitch.
I actually couldn't really care less about being with Morgan, she basically told me that I do all the work and make sure we get an A otherwise she'd make my life a living hell. Bitch please, that would actually consist of her using her brain for once.
Bex on the other hand is actually having to meet Jamie afterschool and in the library to do this assignment. Bex offered to just do it, but he insisted, saying that he's never left someone with all the responsibility and that he's actually quite good at English.
"So, what book character are you going to do?" I ask Bex who smiles as she says some girl called Daenerys Targaryen, who is from this book called 'The Game of Thrones.' I just nodded, not really knowing who it is but Bex told me that she is some badass bitch so I see that she is similar to her. She asks me who I am going to write about, but I just shrug, all I really care about now, is going to the try-outs.
It was a good job that I had gym today because I wouldn't have been able to do my try-out in my skinny jeans and tight vest top. Bex has sat at the very back glaring at the blonde skanky cheerleaders that are all around Morgan. I'm in my short black training shorts, and a pink vest top. My hair is scraped back into a tight bobble on the top of my head.
I'm watching some other girl's try-out and none of them are really that good. A girl just tried to do a high kick, but cracked her leg and is now lying on the floor in pain. I look at Bex's amused face and I roll my eyes. This other girl is trying out now, she's okay but she keeps trying to do a backflip, but gets scared every time.
"Next," I hear Morgan call out rudely, and I notice that it's my turn. I look at Bex who gives me a sarcastic thumb up and I laugh as I stand in the middle of the floor looking at all the girls staring at me. "Ah, it's the new girl."
"Megan," I say, telling Morgan my name for the hundredth time. She rolls her eyes as she starts the song and watches me do my try-out.
Once the song is finished I feel pretty good. I look up at Bex who nods her head at me and starts to laugh at the cheerleader's faces which are dumbfounded, clearly shocked at the fact that I can do all the moves. In fact, everyone looks dumbfounded, even the guys. They were all doing basketball training but have all now stopped and looked at me. I look at Jamie, who smiles mouthing the words, "that was great," at me and I smile back.
I look at Morgan and she rolls her eyes and mutters something when all the other cheerleaders start to whisper about me. I gather a few words of what they're saying because one of the girls is somehow incapable of whispering; "Wow, she's even better than you Morgan," I hear her say and I start to laugh seeing Bex heard the comment, laughing in hysterics behind all the cheerleaders.
"Whatever, Abbie was it? We'll be in touch," Morgan says and I scoff when I say back, "Megan and I hope so," and slink off to grab Bex and we both run out of the gym crying of laughter.
"Did…you…see…Morgan's…face….priceless," Bex manages to say after each breath from her laughing. I nod my head and breathe heavily, recovering from my laughing fit. Bex sighs as Jamie sees us two and walks over. "Great, popular guy walking over," Bex says. You got to love the sarcasm on this girl.
"Hey Megan, Bex you ready to start the assignment?" Jamie asks smiling and Bex just nods walking off into the direction of the library with me and Jamie following behind her. We get into the library and Bex dumps her backpack on the seat next her, and pulls out a note pad and pen. Jamie sits opposite her, and I decide to sit on another table just in case…
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We've been in this library for two hours, and I've finished me and Morgan's assignment. I wrote about Offred from The Handmaid's Tale – a classic piece of literature. After much debating Jamie finally gave in to Bex wanting to write about Daenerys Targaryen because he had read 'The Game of Thrones' also. Apparently he wanted to write about Tyrion Lannister because he's smart, cunning and an imp (dwarf), but Bex wanted Daenerys because she's the mother of dragons, and is just a badass in general. Can't really argue with being a badass can you?
"I think we're finished," Jamie said with a sigh of relief as he put his pen down and smiled at Bex. Who knew that this assignment would actually make Bex and Jamie see each other in a different light? Maybe it is because of the mutual liking of this book.
"Yeah looks like we are, good work, I think we'll get an A on this." Bex smiled back at Jamie, still with a hint of rudeness, but I can tell that she is beginning to like him more. Bex grabs her backpack and hugs me before leaving. We are so close, yet we have only known each other for a few days.
Seeing Bex leave, Jamie gets up from his seat and sits next to me smiling at me. "What?" I say and he just shakes his head. "Nothing, just still shocked by your whole performance at the gym, it was really good." I scoff at his still non-existent belief that I could actually cheerlead. I sigh, pulling out a picture of me and my friends in my cheerleader uniform back in California.
I hand him the picture as I say, "Yeah, well you can wipe the shocked look off your face because I was actually a cheerleader back in Cali." He looks at the picture and chuckles, handing it me back he decides to change the subject.
"So, I hear that you are going to see Brooke tomorrow?" What did he just say? Shit, does he know that Brooke is my mom? No, he can't only Haley, Nathan, Brooke, and now Bex know. Jamie can't possibly know. "I'm guessing that you mentioned how much you love Clothes over Bros to my mom and she told you that she knows her." Great, he doesn't know, just go along with it.
"Yeah, well, I love the clothes, but my friends back in Cali wouldn't believe me if I said that I met Brooke without a picture so…" Jamie nods his head. Thank god he believed that.
"I love Brooke, she's my godmother, and I bet she's going to like you, I mean who wouldn't." I smile at Jamie's sincere comment. He really is a sweet boy, and if it were different circumstances, I mean with him not being somehow related to me, I would have kissed him by now. He looks at me, and I can tell that he wants to kiss me, but he can't, it's wrong.
His hand goes along my face, and puts a stray piece of my hair behind my ear; it must have fallen out my bobble. His face leans closer, and mine does too, but I can't do anything. It's just immoral, damn you karma. He's about to kiss me when I break the moment by getting my bag, and getting up from my seat. I see Jamie sigh a little, and I laugh silently under my breath.
"Come on Jock boy, we better be getting home." I push his shoulder and his laughs as he gets up and walks with me out of the library. His arm is over my shoulder and I just act like it's not affecting me. But it is, and if I and Jamie weren't related I would have let him kiss me. But Jamie doesn't know that yet. I'm going to tell him soon though, just after I've met Brooke; my mother.
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Just thinking about tomorrow makes me so nervous. Haley said that we'll visit her straight away. I keep imagining scenarios inside my head, and I've whittled it down to two options. 1), I tell her that I'm her daughter and she welcomes me with open arms. And 2), I tell her that I'm her daughter and she slams the door in my face. I know that she wouldn't do that, but something tells me that when I meet her tomorrow, what I'm hoping to see won't actually happen. I guess I'll just have to wait...
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