Right, so this is my first fanfic...ever...So, if it's horrible don't be harsh, please and thank you. Also, if I get positive feedback then there will be more than this chapter so no it doesn't necessarily end how it ends in this chapter and yes it IS a Brucas fanfic.
Brooke's POV:
Three weeks. It’s been three weeks since I transferred schools. I was the bad girl at my other school and on the week my parents decided to care they sent me to an all-girls school. It was more difficult to be the most popular girl in school when there were no guys to please and just girls to compete with, however, I did meet this really cool person; her name is Justine Scott. Apparently, she has a brother in the army, her mom is a postal worker, and her dad died when she was young. I found this all intriguing and figured I’d give this girl a shot, if this friendship fails at least there is her brother to possibly hook up with.
“Brooke!” Justine called out to me as I was walking to my next class, knocking me out of my thoughts “Want to come over after school?”
At first I was going to say no, just because I find her cool here doesn’t mean I want to hang out with her after school, same concept with flirting, I may flirt but it doesn’t mean I’m interested. Clearly she picked up on my contemplating since now she’s trying to get my attention with a slightly disappointed facial expression.
“Sure” I say, after all maybe I’ll get to see a picture of her brother while I’m there. Test the waters; see if this is all worth it.
“Great, I’ll meet you by your car” She calls out just as the bell rings. I hurry to my next class and make it just in time, which I’m thankful for, if this is what I get for sleeping around some who knows what I’ll get for being late to a class, God forbid I get in trouble here. I stare up at the clock and huff at the thought of being here for 5 more hours, this is torture and I’m not sure how any of these girls can bare it. Can you believe some of them actually chose to be here!? I’ll never understand their motives with that, I guess the education is good here but that’s not intriguing to me, at all. Well, whatever floats their boat I guess?
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I sigh with relief as I put my books back in my locker; I’ve made it through another grueling day and the teachers were nice enough to not give us any homework for this weekend. My mood changes from relieved to irritated as I see Justine standing by my car and I remember saying I’d go to her house after school. Don’t get me wrong, she’s an okay girl, really, but I could be doing a lot more interesting things on a Friday, since I have the house to myself, catching my drift?
We get into the car and we start to her house. There is a long awkward silence before I say “So, tell me about your brother”
I see her eyes brighten up and sadden at the same time, I can’t explain it but I conclude that it’s a sensitive subject and I remind her that she doesn’t have to talk about him if she doesn’t want to.
She just smiles; “It’s ok, I love when people ask about him; I get to share how amazing he is. I guess I’ll start simple, his name is Lucas and he’s 20, he joined the army once he graduated and has been sent over to Iraq twice now.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, that must be hard for you” I state, surprisingly, I’m not one for niceness and this was a bit shocking to say the least.
“Yeah, it’s hard, but I know he’ll be okay. He has to be. He promised once he got back we’d all pack up and he’d take us to Florida.” She said; quite smiley I must add, she must really love her brother.
“That’s awesome! Tell me more about him.” I say curiously.
“Oh right, he loves kids and animals. He played basketball in high school. He loves music and writing. He adores anyone that can understand his dorky sometimes broody personality.” She says.
“Oh here it is, just pull up into the drive-way” Justine says as we get to her house.
“He sounds amazing” I say as I pull into her drive-way. “I’d love to meet him sometime”
"He is always into meeting new people, I'm sure he'd love to meet you as well"
I know what you’re thinking, why didn’t you want to give this girl a chance at first? I was just thinking the same thing.
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“Ha-ha, that’s hilarious!” Justine says in-between laughs.
“I know! How could the lady not know that it really wasn’t cocaine! Obviously salt has a different look.” I say also in-between laughs.
“Who knows, so tell me a little more about you, Brooke” Justine says while taking another drink of her water.
This was what I was dreading, that question. I’m not the most interesting person in the world and we’re just getting close. I don’t want to tell her about my past and taint her image of me. I’m almost positive that’d happen as soon as the words left my mouth. Maybe I’m not giving her enough credit, maybe her opinion about me won’t change at all.
“Brooke?” Justine calls as she sees me zoning out again. “You do that a lot”
“Do what a lot?” Stating as if I didn’t know what she was talking about.
“Zone out, you zone out a lot”
“I know, I’m sorry, it only happens when I’m thinking” I tell her, hoping she can’t tell I’m thinking up a lie to tell her.
“Oh, ok. So tell me more about you then.” She says with a smile.
Phew, she couldn’t tell. “Well, in my last school I was an A-B student and I was more of the good girl that did all her homework instead of partying. You know that kind of thing.”
“You aren’t being truthful, are you?” She states with a laugh “Seriously, I don’t judge”
I laugh “It was that obvious?”
“Just a smidge” she says with another laugh.
“I was head cheerleader and a C-D student. Pretty much the bad girl, party after party, boy after boy. It was pretty bad. My parents were always away on business or elsewhere doing God knows what and on the week they decided to care they sent me here, I wasn’t too happy about it because that was my life, all my friends were there and I hated the thought of starting over from scratch. Now, here I am and I met you and now I’m thinking this won’t be so bad.” I started hoping she wasn’t going to judge me off of that even though she said she wouldn’t.
Justine just smiled and said that it was okay and that she totally understands why I wouldn’t want to tell her. Just as I was about to continue the phone rang.
“Can you grab that?” Justine said as she walked over to her bed
“Are you sure?” I said with a questionable look on my face
“Yea, just ask who they’d like to speak to”
“Hello, who would you like to speak to?” I said after pushing the talk button.
“Justine, please” The person on the other end responded.
I handed the phone over to Justine and told her that it was a guy asking for her, then a picture sitting on her night stand caught my attention and I turned to her;
“Who is this?” I said while pointing at the picture.
Justine turned to look at me and said “Oh, that’s my brother, Lucas”
“Who was that?” I heard the person on the other end say.
Justine turned her attention back to the phone call “Lucas that was Brooke.”
Brooke's POV:
Three weeks. It’s been three weeks since I transferred schools. I was the bad girl at my other school and on the week my parents decided to care they sent me to an all-girls school. It was more difficult to be the most popular girl in school when there were no guys to please and just girls to compete with, however, I did meet this really cool person; her name is Justine Scott. Apparently, she has a brother in the army, her mom is a postal worker, and her dad died when she was young. I found this all intriguing and figured I’d give this girl a shot, if this friendship fails at least there is her brother to possibly hook up with.
“Brooke!” Justine called out to me as I was walking to my next class, knocking me out of my thoughts “Want to come over after school?”
At first I was going to say no, just because I find her cool here doesn’t mean I want to hang out with her after school, same concept with flirting, I may flirt but it doesn’t mean I’m interested. Clearly she picked up on my contemplating since now she’s trying to get my attention with a slightly disappointed facial expression.
“Sure” I say, after all maybe I’ll get to see a picture of her brother while I’m there. Test the waters; see if this is all worth it.
“Great, I’ll meet you by your car” She calls out just as the bell rings. I hurry to my next class and make it just in time, which I’m thankful for, if this is what I get for sleeping around some who knows what I’ll get for being late to a class, God forbid I get in trouble here. I stare up at the clock and huff at the thought of being here for 5 more hours, this is torture and I’m not sure how any of these girls can bare it. Can you believe some of them actually chose to be here!? I’ll never understand their motives with that, I guess the education is good here but that’s not intriguing to me, at all. Well, whatever floats their boat I guess?
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I sigh with relief as I put my books back in my locker; I’ve made it through another grueling day and the teachers were nice enough to not give us any homework for this weekend. My mood changes from relieved to irritated as I see Justine standing by my car and I remember saying I’d go to her house after school. Don’t get me wrong, she’s an okay girl, really, but I could be doing a lot more interesting things on a Friday, since I have the house to myself, catching my drift?
We get into the car and we start to her house. There is a long awkward silence before I say “So, tell me about your brother”
I see her eyes brighten up and sadden at the same time, I can’t explain it but I conclude that it’s a sensitive subject and I remind her that she doesn’t have to talk about him if she doesn’t want to.
She just smiles; “It’s ok, I love when people ask about him; I get to share how amazing he is. I guess I’ll start simple, his name is Lucas and he’s 20, he joined the army once he graduated and has been sent over to Iraq twice now.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, that must be hard for you” I state, surprisingly, I’m not one for niceness and this was a bit shocking to say the least.
“Yeah, it’s hard, but I know he’ll be okay. He has to be. He promised once he got back we’d all pack up and he’d take us to Florida.” She said; quite smiley I must add, she must really love her brother.
“That’s awesome! Tell me more about him.” I say curiously.
“Oh right, he loves kids and animals. He played basketball in high school. He loves music and writing. He adores anyone that can understand his dorky sometimes broody personality.” She says.
“Oh here it is, just pull up into the drive-way” Justine says as we get to her house.
“He sounds amazing” I say as I pull into her drive-way. “I’d love to meet him sometime”
"He is always into meeting new people, I'm sure he'd love to meet you as well"
I know what you’re thinking, why didn’t you want to give this girl a chance at first? I was just thinking the same thing.
---
“Ha-ha, that’s hilarious!” Justine says in-between laughs.
“I know! How could the lady not know that it really wasn’t cocaine! Obviously salt has a different look.” I say also in-between laughs.
“Who knows, so tell me a little more about you, Brooke” Justine says while taking another drink of her water.
This was what I was dreading, that question. I’m not the most interesting person in the world and we’re just getting close. I don’t want to tell her about my past and taint her image of me. I’m almost positive that’d happen as soon as the words left my mouth. Maybe I’m not giving her enough credit, maybe her opinion about me won’t change at all.
“Brooke?” Justine calls as she sees me zoning out again. “You do that a lot”
“Do what a lot?” Stating as if I didn’t know what she was talking about.
“Zone out, you zone out a lot”
“I know, I’m sorry, it only happens when I’m thinking” I tell her, hoping she can’t tell I’m thinking up a lie to tell her.
“Oh, ok. So tell me more about you then.” She says with a smile.
Phew, she couldn’t tell. “Well, in my last school I was an A-B student and I was more of the good girl that did all her homework instead of partying. You know that kind of thing.”
“You aren’t being truthful, are you?” She states with a laugh “Seriously, I don’t judge”
I laugh “It was that obvious?”
“Just a smidge” she says with another laugh.
“I was head cheerleader and a C-D student. Pretty much the bad girl, party after party, boy after boy. It was pretty bad. My parents were always away on business or elsewhere doing God knows what and on the week they decided to care they sent me here, I wasn’t too happy about it because that was my life, all my friends were there and I hated the thought of starting over from scratch. Now, here I am and I met you and now I’m thinking this won’t be so bad.” I started hoping she wasn’t going to judge me off of that even though she said she wouldn’t.
Justine just smiled and said that it was okay and that she totally understands why I wouldn’t want to tell her. Just as I was about to continue the phone rang.
“Can you grab that?” Justine said as she walked over to her bed
“Are you sure?” I said with a questionable look on my face
“Yea, just ask who they’d like to speak to”
“Hello, who would you like to speak to?” I said after pushing the talk button.
“Justine, please” The person on the other end responded.
I handed the phone over to Justine and told her that it was a guy asking for her, then a picture sitting on her night stand caught my attention and I turned to her;
“Who is this?” I said while pointing at the picture.
Justine turned to look at me and said “Oh, that’s my brother, Lucas”
“Who was that?” I heard the person on the other end say.
Justine turned her attention back to the phone call “Lucas that was Brooke.”
Credit:Me
