Our Middle
Chapter 4
The bad guys lie to get in you're bed. The good guys lie to get in you're heart.
Weeks Later
Brooke began to quickly realize dealing with her pregnancy and going to school were not situations she could juggle properly.
She didn't exactly look pregnant yet but her body was going through changes from the outside in. Her emotions were raw and she was moody. Sick to her stomach at various times of the day.
What was going on with Lucas and Peyton there were rumors going around. But she didn't pay attention to that. She had her own life and future to focus on.
She still didn't know if she really wanted to be a mother and if Lucas was honest.
He wasn't ready to be a dad. They were in high school. Months away from bright futures.
How could they ever make that work. And then there's her parents.
She was 17. Her parents were going to find out and when they did they would cut off all support in terms of money. And I couldn't deal with that again.
They would take whatever money I had and leave me broke.
Keeping and I could forget about making it in fashion.
And this was why I wasn't sleeping at night.
I couldn't concentrate on school. What would be the point.? Brooke thought to herself.
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(We should talk about how we're going to do this. We only have my room and you're room. Where is the baby going to fit?)
(We should look into getting a 3 bedroom apartment. What do you think?) Rachel asked.
Later on at lunch.
Brooke's eyes went wide. (I can't talk about this here.) She insisted.
(Relax Brooke no one is listening. The cafeteria is loud and full of teenagers.) Haley reassured her.
(It seems like you're reputation of being unable to keep you're clothes on has finally caught up with you.) Peyton said.
Brooke stood up and went to face her.
(What the hell are you talking about?) Brooke asked.
(According to people at the bookstore you were buying baby name books and what to expect when you're expecting. You stupidly got knocked up in high school.)
(How cliche. And yet you think you deserve Lucas.)
(Why would he want you now?) Peyton asked.
(He got me pregnant. You know it goes. Hot passionate constant.)
(We couldn't get enough of each other. He forgot you exist.)
(How does that feel Peyton.) Brooke replied.
(You fucking bitch!) (You did this purpose!) Peyton yelled.
Knocking Brooke to the ground as she began to attack her.
Kicking and punching as the teenagers began to crowd around and make comments.
Rachel and Haley rushed over.
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