Brooklyn went straight into town after school with Sasha, Alice and Violet. Apparently there was a local diner that was a hangout spot for the majority of high school kids and Violet had a part time job there.A bell chimed when the girls walked into the diner and Violet rushed off into the back to get changed, ready for work. The rest of the girls sat down in a booth with bright red seats and Brooklyn gazed over the menu."The milkshakes here are amazing!" Alice gushed, pointing to a part on the menu. "You've got to get one.""I thought you wanted to be healthy?" Sasha said, raising an eyebrow Alice."Screw healthy, I'm running away and declaring my life to chocolate," Alice smiled and Brooklyn laughed."I think I'll get a strawberry milkshake," she said as Violet came out in a pale pink tshirt and skirt with a white apron tied round her waist."Don't comment on the uniform," Violet said as she walked over to the girls."This will be the only time where you will see her in something

"My middle name is Paige? Truth or lie.""Truth."Correct.Brooklyn scowled at Harry. "I don't like you. Truth or lie?"Harry stopped the car and Brooklyn realised they were outside of her house. "Oh," Harry chuckled and turned to face Brooklyn, leaning forward like he did in the diner. "You wish that was the truth." Harry slowly raised his hand and Brooklyn froze when he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, but he was careful not to touch her skin. "But it's not, babe."Brooklyn swallowed and quickly span round. She fiddled with the door handle, but eventually shoved the door open and stumbled out. "You're delusional, Harry," she said."Lie.""Goodbye, Harry ," Brooklyn said quickly and slammed the door. She rushed into her house without glancing back at Harry."Brooke," Brandon said. He was walking down the stairs opposite the front door. "Who was that that dropped you off?""Nobody," Brooklyn said dismissively and dumped her damp bag on the floor."What are you wearing?" Brandon

For the second time that day Brooklyn walked into Mrs Mental's classroom and took a seat at the back of the class. She busied herself with getting her books out and when she looked up Harry was standing by the desk."Jesus!" She gasped. "You frightened the life out of- No, you can't sit here!"Harry ignored her and sat down next to her. "I saw what happened at lunch.""You need to go.""Stacy needed putting in her place-""I need to go," Brooklyn said to herself and stood up, but Harry pushed his chair back and kicked his feet up onto the desk, trapping Brooklyn."I'm trying to talk to you.""And I'm trying to ignore you," Brooklyn frowned.Harry raised an eyebrow. "How's that going for you?""I'm finding it rather difficult," she muttered and sat back down in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest."I could say the same about you.""You find me difficult?" Brooklyn questioned."Highly," Harry nodded."Then leave me alone. Problem sorted.""But it's not a problem," Harry shrugged.

"Um... Bye," Brooklyn said quickly and closed the door in Harry's face. She gasped when his foot shot forward and stopped the door from closing."I don't get a thank you?" Harry asked as he pushed the door open."For what?""For the whole evening I spent tutoring you, babe.""Oh, yeah," Brooklyn said and glanced over her shoulder. "Thanks, surprisingly it helped slightly. Now, goodbye Harry.""Why are you in such a rush to get rid of me, Brooklyn?" Harry asked."Brandon," Brooklyn blurted. "He'd kill me if he saw you here.""Don't worry about Brandon," Harry scoffed."You don't have to live with him," Brooklyn sighed. "Please go, Harry.""Okay. On one condition.""What?""You let me pick you up tomorrow.""No," Brooklyn said immediately."Then I guess I'm chilling here," Harry shrugged and Brooklyn sighed."Fine. Yes, pick me up! Now go. Now!""Laters, babe," he smirked and walked off, chuckling lowly under his breath as he did so.*Brooklyn cursed when she woke up, sleeping past her

Much to Brooklyn's surprise, she wasn't as good as hiding as she thought.Eyes followed her through the school halls and she groaned when she heard whispers about her and Harry.This was all his fault.Brooklyn gritted her teeth and stopped by her locker. She stuffed her books inside and shut the locker, spinning round to see Harry. "Jesus!" She gasped. "Leave me alone!""You're standing by my locker," Harry said in a low drawl and pointed to the locker beside Brooklyn. Brooklyn flushed slightly and quickly stepped to the side, leaving room between then as Harry stepped forward and opened his locker. "You do realise it is very obvious when you see me in the corridor, duck and then rush away.""I-I've not done that!" Brooklyn lied and Harry raised an eyebrow."Oh, I'm must be imagining things," he said sarcastically. "You can't hide from me, Brooklyn.""You do realise this is all your fault?" Brooklyn snapped and gestured to the students around them, whispering and blatantly staring."