All Chapters of SECRETS: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

KAHLAN, SANDINO, JAMES, AND BROOKE James stared past the pretty brunette with a smile of satisfaction. "What?" Brooke asked. The buff man lifted up his hand, and with his index finger, pointed down the hall. Brooke turned, spotting Sandino with another girl. Her face practically hit the floor. James chuckled some more, this time a bit looming. Her facial expression was priceless. Brookes plan was to break up with James, and focus on Sandino. Its funny how things turned out. "Yeah," I said with a smile, trying to catch my breath, "Just like that." There was a look of realization in Sandino's eyes. Was he just as surprised by this moment as I was? "You look nervous." I chuckled, shaking my head ever so slightly. "No. Not at all." I lied. To be honest, I hadn't been in such a close proximity with a male in a while. He grinned. He had a nice smile. I held the fabric from his gray and black boy band shirt in my fingers tightly. "Is this working?" I moved my head to the side just a bit

CARLY AND BROOKE Brooke sat at the table alone, waiting for Carly. She wondered the reason as to why Carly was late. Maybe she found out! Her mind was going crazy. Carly was the best person in her life. She was always so sweet and caring, and Brooke hated herself for what she had done. What would she do if she ever lost Carly? She took a deep calming breath. It didn't matter, she told herself. She had been lying to her for so long, it had to be stopped. By the end of the day she was going to come clean to Carly. No secrets are better left kept. Besides, she hated the guilt she was feeling. Carly stormed up, taking a seat. Brooke sat quietly. Oh yes, something was wrong. She looked very upset. Just be quiet, Brooke thought. If she knows, she will talk to you. She waited a few short moments and she felt like she couldn't take it anymore. "Whats wrong?" Brooke asked, breathing the silence. Carly glanced over at her best friend. "You look mad." Brooke could always read Carly's expression

CARLY Carly tried her hardest not to think about her dad being home while she was at school. If she did, it would cause her mind to wander and she wouldn't pay attention to what was going on in class. Her dad was the best person she had in her life. He was a hard worker. She understood that work would require him to be gone for days, even weeks at a time. So when he was home, she made it her mission to spend as much time with him as possible. When the school day ended, she felt joy. After all, she wouldn't be going home to an empty house. She really hated that her car was down and out for the time being, and the fact that her boyfriend seemed too busy to offer her a ride home. So, she took the bus. The bus ride seemed so slow that Carly thought she was going to lose her mind. Eventually, she made it home, practically skipping up the few steps that led to the porch. She walked into the house with a grin on her face, only to see bags and suitcase sitting next to the door. Her mouth drop

THE TWINS Mya waited in the living room downstairs, flipping through channels. Nothing was on that would help pass the time. Amy said it wouldn't take her long to get ready, but she was nowhere to be found. Instead, she was up in her bedroom, and hadn't come out the last two hours. Mya was starting to question if her sister was still alive. She took a deep breath, as she got chills on her bare arms and legs. It was bad enough that she was wearing a dress, but she had to accompany it with heels. God, she was upset with Amy for getting her into this. And she was really upset with the wait. Her date would be here soon, and she'd be damned if she had to entertain Amy's company so she could finish getting ready. Mya turned off the TV and slid off the couch onto her feet, trying to keep her balance. Amy insisted that she stop being a baby, because the heels weren't that high. Mya, however, did not care. Heels were heels. They were not sneakers or house shoes, which is what she was comfortab

DAMON AND BROOKE Damon knocked on Brooke's door. He had been spending so much time working on his case, as well as getting settled back into the family home, that he felt like he wasn't spending enough time with his family. After all, he said that he wanted to get to know them again and it didn't really seem like he was doing that. He was just going to have to try harder. When she didn't answer, he just walked in. She stared at herself in the mirror. She wore a jean skirt that looked two sizes too small with a tight black laced, thin strapped tank top, along with knee-high boots. He stared. What the hell was this? Where is she going? He wondered what his younger siblings did when his mother was out at night, working hard. It looked as if he had just gotten his answer. "What are your plans for the night?" He asked his little sister "I'm going out with some friends," she answered. Damon waited for her to turn around and look at him while she spoke, but she didn't. He was going to yell