Today was Friday and this was the day of the week that mom and I had what we called 'Friday Fun Day'. This was a thing that mom and I did every Friday if we were free. Ryan never joined us on our Friday fun days because he thought that we do only 'girly' stuff on that day. So he just spends the day at his friend's house and returns late at night. He actually was rarely at home. He was either at school after classes to do football practice or at a friend's house doing God knows what. But of course, he had strict warnings to not to indulge in...inappropriate activities like sleeping with someone, drinking or smoking. He was just sixteen. Okay, okay turning seventeen in a week but still it didn't mean that he was allowed to do anything of that sort.
So it was our Friday fun day as usual. We weren't able to do this thing for a few weeks now because we were so busy. After my hasty exit from school I had gone straight home. Ryan was leaving for his friend's house.
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It was Saturday. I entered the kitchen after a warm shower. My mom was leaning against the kitchen counter. She had her phone pressed to her left ear."But it's my holiday!" She said into the phone.I heard faint sounds from the other side but couldn't make out who it was and what they were saying."I last had a holiday two weeks ago."She paused, hearing the other person out."Fine. But if I'm in a similar situation like you, I expect you to help me too."There was a long pause before she sighed. "Okay."She hung up and looked up at me."What happened? Everything alright?" I asked as I grabbed an apple."I'll have to go to work today," She said, sighing."Why? It is your holiday today," I frowned."I know. It's just that one of my friend's mother is in the hospital and she needs to be taken care of. So I'll have to cover her shift today.""Don't they have someone else to do that?""Notgeres n
"Hi!" He shouted as soon as he saw me and I shushed him."What're you doing here?" I asked him as I saw him stumbling on the steps."I was bored...at the...partyyy," He shouted. "And I was missing you.""That doesn't mean you'll show up at my house. And that too, drunk!" I scolded as I helped him stand up properly. I swung his arm around my neck and helped him in, kicking the door close behind me."Seriously, Darren! What were you thinking? You could have got into an accident. You could have been hurt!"He just chuckled at this and when he saw me glaring at him, he stopped his cackling abruptly and put his index finger over his lips like a child.I sighed.I hated handling drunk people. They just acted so stupid and reckless. I hated being around someone like that. And it was partially because of my hatred for drinks. I didn't know why people drank. I could never understand why some people were even addicted to it. It was just so yuck
Sunday was quiet and quick to pass. My mom had to go to work on that day too and I felt bad for her as it had been nearly three weeks since she last got a holiday. I had spent the Sunday reading books and watching movies and Sherlock.I had not talked to anyone all day. Not Brian, not even Claire and most definitely not with Darren. I was not sure how to act when I saw Darren tomorrow. Would he remember what he had said to me in his drunk state? I was sure he was telling the truth. People always tell the truth when they were drunk.What would I do tomorrow?Monday morning came too soon and before I knew it, I was walking down the corridor towards my first class. Thank God I didn't share this class with any of my friends. They would have known that something was up with me and I wasn't ready to face their questions and looks. Especially Darren's.He probably doesn't even remember that he came to my house that day. But if he does, then other than him, only
I tapped my fingers on the desk. I didn't know what to do.It was the last class of the day and I could think of nothing but how to get a freaking boyfriend in a day.I shouldn't have done what I did.I left the tapping and put my fingers in my mouth, biting down on my nails.What are my options?A. Accept that I can't have a boyfriend. No way in hell will I do that.B. Find someone who can actually bear to be my boyfriend. Hardest task ever.C. Date Darren. Not a bad idea but I'll do that if I have no choice. And for even thinking that, I feel truly horrible.At least I have the last option if I didn't find someone else.I looked around the class. All the boys were either nerdy, studios and single or hot, smart and taken. Even the cute ones were taken.Maybe I wouldn't get anyone after all. Brian was right. I just didn't have the guts to go and tell a boy that I like him.
It had been more than a week since Darren became my boyfriend and I must say that all these days he had been nothing but really sweet to me.Naturally, Claire had tried to kill me because I didn't tell her about Darren and me. She threw a fit and refused to talk to me for the first two days. It was quite comical actually. Whenever she was angry, she looked very funny and I accidentally let out a chuckle once when she was lecturing me about how I never told her anything. That was a big mistake because her glare that followed my chuckle could have literally sent me six feet under.Luckily, it didn't because she loved me too much to do that.Darren was indeed a good boyfriend and he was always very protective and sweet towards me. Brian seemed distant again, though when I questioned him about the texts, he didn't answer me. He and Gemma were a thing now and as expected, Gemma couldn't contain her happiness and excitement at her new status and literally screamed in
I returned to the living room and Brian emerged from the kitchen five minutes after me. Good. Nobody heard us. I thought we were pretty loud during the confrontation but nobody looked like they heard it. Very good."I don't thinks the lights are going come anytime soon," Sam groaned. "How about we play truth or dare?""In the dark?" Claire questioned. It was getting really boring."We always have candles. So who's up?""Sam that would not be fun," I deadpanned.Sam frowned at me. Yes, I got hawk eyes and so I could clearly see the frown marring Sam's features. "So what, should we just sit here and stare at each other in the dark?" Actually, I think that wouldn't be a bad idea.A couple minutes later, a big scented candle was placed between us and Sam had an empty beer bottle in his hand. He placed it on the floor and spun it. The bottle spun for sometime before finally landing on Josh."Truth or dare, dude?" Sam a
"What do you mean?" I asked Claire, narrowing my eyes at her."I'm telling you to come with me. Everyone's going to be there and I don't want my only female companion to be Gemma. I hate her.""Then don't go," I shrugged. "Simple.""But I want to go! And you're going to come with me." Claire whined. "Everyone is going to be there! Darren, Brian, Sam, Josh, Tyler and J-" she stopped paused suddenly.I raised an eyebrow at her. "And?"She paused for a bit, "Jake," She finally said in a small voice."I'm not coming.""Brooke, please. Come on! I don't want to be there alone. This is the last party I'll be dragging you to. I promise.""Promises are made to be broken. But fine I'll come.""You will?""Yes...but um...who's party is it, again?""Blake.""Who the hell is he?""You don't know? He's the football captain of our school."I gave her a blank stare. "I don't know anyone from the footb
It was a Saturday night. A perfect night for being safely tucked under the covers, reading books or trying out that one recipe I always wanted to make.But no, I couldn't even have that.Why?Because of a certain (stupid) someone by the name of Claire aka my best friend."Brooke, get that fat, ugly, lazy ass of yours here and help me!" She hollered as she practically swum in a pool ofmyclothes."I told you I was just going to wear a cute top! I don't need a 'sexy' dress!" I whined as I stared up at the ceiling of my room. Claire was already dressed in a revealing red dress which hugged her body perfectly and highlighted her perfect curves.I told her that I didn't want to wear a dress but she cut me off with a cold glare which could have sent me six feet under. Now she was rummaging through my wardrobe for a cute dress."Shut up, Darren and Brian can't see you like that You have to wear something good for th
Valentine'sDay~Three years later ~I opened my eyes with the familiar look of my dorm room surrounding me. I shared the room with a short, blonde girl, Pippa Anderson who had a lot of cool tattoos and piercings on her skin. She was a very sweet girl, always helping me with my homework. She was also very adventurous, out-going and a social butterfly, exactly opposite to me. I considered her a great friend but only Claire was my best friend. But currently Pippa's bed was empty. She had gone to Radford to visit her ailing mother.I had college at nine in the morning, and I would need at least fifteen minutes to get there.I rolled on my side and glanced up at the alarm clock on my bedside table. It was seven in the morning. Why didn't the alarm go off? I usually woke up at six.Then I saw something next it. A note.Good morning, beautiful. You look gorgeous today. Happy Val
I woke up with a jolt. My whole body felt wet, I was sweating. I threw away the blanket I had draped myself with and sat up straight on my seat.Reality finally sank in and I realised it was a dream. No, not a dream, It was the worst nightmare of my life. I took out the bottle of water Claire had in her bag and took a long gulp of it, not caring that the water ran down my neck and into my shirt. I calmed down my breathing and closed my eyes, massaging my temples.This should never happen. Ever.As if on cue, I heard hurried footsteps down the hallway, nearing me. My eyes snapped to the figure."What is it?" An alarmed voice asked someone. Please let this not be some sort of déjà vu!"Emergency at Room 201! The patient is having a hard time breathing. Irregular heartbeats!" Another voice panicked."Send a nurse to Room 201!" The alarmed voice shouted back.I quickly jumped to my feet and looked through the glass door at B
My eyes shot open and the first thing I saw was white. Blinding white. I quickly closed my eyes and opened them slowly to adjust to the bright light.I looked around for anything familiar, but there was nothing but white. I was wearing a white dress, I was sitting on a white bed, the curtains were white, the fan whirling above was white, the tables and cabinets were white too. There was too much white in this room.I moved my left hand to my face, rubbing it, acutely aware of a crick in my neck. I hissed when I felt a sharp pain when I tried to turn my head to the side.As I tried to move my right hand, I felt something holding it back. My eyes fell upon a hand in my own. It was Claire. She had her hand in my hand, resting her forehead on our hands."Claire," I called, my voice sounding a bit hoarse and rough. She lifted her head from her hands and I cringed at the sight of her face. Her eyes were red and dried tear marks were on her cheeks. It was clear
I cut the engine as I reached Jesse's house. I glanced up at his house and then at my surroundings. This was giving me the creeps.Jesse lived in a house in the middle of nowhere. Not quite literally, but did he have to live in such a place where there were no freaking neighbours? I mean sure I could see some houses a bit far away, but would it have hurt so much to be a bit close to human civilisation?Or maybe he just didn't want the neighbours to hear the girls' moansand scream when he fucked them.It was dark inside the house and around it. I was alone here, except that maybe Claire and Jesse are inside and my friends were going to come soon. I got out of the car and walked up the stairs to Jesse's doorstep.Should I knock? Or just barge into the house? That would rude, but eh who cares, he has got my best friend locked up in his room.I was about to touch the door handle when I heard a car pull up silently. I turned around to see Jake in
It had been four weeks. Four weeks since I broke up with Darren. A lot has happened within this short period. Firstly, Darren had changed. He was no longer the same Darren I knew. He was more quiet now. He didn't talk to me much but wasn't hostile or bitter to me as I had expected. We talked, but not as often as we used to. Things soon turned awkward if we had a conversation exceeding more than three minutes.Secondly, Claire and Jake were dating. I was so shocked when they told me. They started dating a week ago. I thought it was too early for Claire to be in a relationship already when less than four weeks ago, she broke up with Jesse. Not that I didn't like them dating, it was just that I felt that this escalated too quickly. But nevertheless, I was happy to see Claire happy again.And if you were wondering, no I was not dating Brian yet. I didn't know why, but we were still not dating. But I dif love him and we had kissed a few times. It was just that I thought I s
I hadn't seen Darren all day. I knew he was in school today. I wanted to tell him the truth as soon as possible. The guilt of still being his girlfriend but liking someone else was eating me alive. I just couldn't live with the truth for one more day. No matter what, I had to tell him.It would hurt him, it would hurt me too. But we would get over it eventually because we were not meant to be together in the first place. I just wanted to win a stupid bet. And to win it, I became his girlfriend. And that was so,sowrong. That was not something I would do. I would never do such a thing to my friend. But now that I had, I would have to set it right before it was too late.I saw him at lunch. I thought about telling him then and there but I didn't want to create any more drama so I waited till lunch ended. Gemma and Brian were there too. Gemma had brought her girl gang with her to lunch today. She was telling them about her date with Brian and he looke
"I had a perfect family," Brian began, "or so I thought. My dad and mom were college sweethearts. They loved each other so much that I still find it hard to believe that my mom would do something like that. And now, all I feel towards her is hatred," He said and paused.Hate...that was a strong feeling towards someone. The only person I hated was Jesse."My mom is a hot headed woman and I don't know why, but she always hated me. It was later that I got to know that she hated me because she didn't want to have a child with my dad. And before she could abort me, my dad got to know about it and so she couldn't do that."My eyes widened. Why would she do that? What kind of a mother was she?"When I was little, like nine or ten years old, I accidentally read one of my mom's texts. A man had texted her asking her to meet her at a hotel. When I checked her other texts, I got to know that she was cheating on my dad with another man. Naturally, I was very furious
I was frozen on my spot. Brian was kissing me. His lips were against mine. It took me some time to process that before I began responding to him. I didn't know why I kissed him back. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't stop myself.His lips were soft against mine. It made me feel dizzy. I had never been kissed before but this was the best kiss of my life.The moment he kissed me, it was like my feelings burst out into the open and I couldn't hold myself from kissing him back.My hands travelled up from his waist to his shoulders and I hooked my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. My fingers dug into his soft hair. Our lips moved in sync.His arms were on my waist and he was holding me tightly, refusing to let me go. Not that I wanted to go.His tongue licked my lower lip, asking for entrance and that was when I snapped to the present.What the hell was I doing? I was on a date with Darren and I was kissing Brian. That was so wron
"Don't worry, Mrs. Parker. I will bring Brooke home on time," Darren smiled at my mom while I slipped into my three inch heels. It looked good on my light pink dress which had a thin golden belt around my waist. It ended a little above my knees. I had left my hair in its usual wavy locks and had applied minimal makeup."Good. Have fun you two!" My mom squealed, more excited about me going on my first date, than I was myself.I gave her a tight lipped smile.Darren got here an hour ago. My mom left no stone unturned to interrogate the hell out of Darren. She was quite shocked when she heard that I was going on a date. After the interrogation, she clicked a few dozen pictures of us, despite me whining about us getting late.And now we were finally free.Darren opened his car door for me and I threw him a smile before getting in. He jogged around the car and opened the driver's door before getting in."Where are we going?" I asked as I saw him