The Monroe Brothers {GETTING PUBLISHED}

Chapter 47

Braylon's POV

"What's up?" I asked Nick. "You texted me SOS, you've been watching too much Pretty Little Liars."

"Be serious," he said "I need your help."

"With what?" I asked.

"Well, I want to ask Frankie to marry me," he said.

"Wait, what?" I asked.

"Yeah, with her being pregnant and all, its the best time," he said.

"So, where do I come in at?" I asked.

"I need your help to set all the stuff up," he said.

"Why should I help you?" I asked.

"Bray," he said sternly.

"Ok, we will," I said.

"Great," he said.

"Good luck," I said and walked out. I couldn't believe this was happening, my sister was having a baby and she was getting engaged. I walked in the room and I sat on my bed, I had some planning to do.

~*~

I was laying on my bed reading a book for English when my phone vibrated.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Braylon Hart," he said.

"Maybe, depends," I said.

"I was wondering if you could do me a favor," he said.

"I'm listening," I said.

"Well..."

~*~

"I can't believe we're going to see the patriots," Justice said.

"Me neither," Braydon said and we stopped, we got out and we looked around. It was Braydon, Carter, Justice, Aaron, Grayson, Jayden, Cody, Iris, Emily  and I. Iris and Emily just tagged along.

"Let's go," I said and we walked down the stadium steps, I saw the team throwing around the football. We walked down and they looked at us.

"What're you kids doing here?" One asked, it was Rob Gronkowski.

"We told them to come," I saw the coach.

"Why?" Julian asked.

"We need fill ins, here they are," he said.

"What?!" We all yelled.

"They're teenagers," Rob said.

"We're still good," Carter said.

"Good, not great," Tom Brady said.

"Don't judge a book by its cover," I said.

"Oh really, you may be able to prance around in a high school football field, but this is the NFL princess," he said and smirked, I clenched my fists.

"I can take it," I said and smirked.

"What are you? 90 pounds?" Jimmy asked and they laughed.

"So what?" I snapped.

"There's no way you could handle it," Rob said.

"Challenge accepted," I said.

"Anyway," Braydon said. "Can't you give us a chance?"

"Or are you scared we might actually be good?" Carter asked.

"Fine, you got a shot," Tom said. "One chance, don't screw it up."