It is the same old story...but could be worthy to read.
Brooke Wild is a Canadian girl, 17 years old, with a bad reputation which some say is good and others bad. Beside her, there is that perfect sister with whom she can't stay in one home. Wendy W...
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Brooke gets down, slowly on the stairs cases. She is still trying to understand what just happened, recalling over and over the moment stuck in her mind. She wants to forget, cause it was just one of her numerous games but... It was special, and she knows it but wants to give less importance "it was just a game! "
In front of her friends, she doesn't think she can stay in the house again, she feels cooled off because of the previous moment, all she wants is to get back home. Brooke, who gets back home before midnight is unusual, but she has to... since comfort isn't welcome in her.
" Are you going?" Mackenzie asks.
" Umm, yes I have to," Brooke respond.
" Are you angry because of what has happened?"
" No Mack, all I want is to get back home. Just greet Amber, Fred and the others for me please." Brooke replies, with a disturbed face, more troubled than previously.
She gets finally out. To her bike, before wearing her helmet she throws a last view on Wayatt's Window, still wanting to understand what happened "as if looking at his window could give me the answer," she starts her bike and goes, ignoring Wayatt too was looking at her through his curtains.
To her home, very exhausted, she gets to the kitchen, grab some water before getting to her bed and forget about everything. For some seconds only, while she was riding; she forgot the "incident", but getting back home she continues the torment.
She steps to the kitchen and the presence of her sister worsens her end of the dusk. She tries not to erupt cause her mind is already full of doubts. Takes one glass and fresh some water, then gulps it, ignoring the existence of her sister and willing to get up but unfortunately for her, Wendy calls for her.
" What?" Brooke asks awfully while turning back to her.
" I have to ask you something," Wendy starts but Brooke does not retort and looks at her with arrogant regard, waiting for her next sentence. " Are you in love with Wayatt?"
Fuck her! Brooke says in her head. She is trying to forget someone and her jerk of sister does not adapt anything with her question.
" Do I resemble a girl who falls in love? No! Dear, I don't fall in love, they fall for me. " Brooke stops her sentence and gets closer to Wendy. " But I can't deny the fact he interests me... And you too right?" Brooke throws out.
" I can't deny the fact!" Wendy affirms, sure to expose her fast feelings for Wayatt to Brooke.
" And do mom knows her little genuine loves other things than school?" Brooke provokes.
" No, but she does not need to know that for the moment," Wendy replies.
"Wow, you come to a party and love a guy without the permission of your mother? That's tremendous! Should I say your love gave you wings?" Brooke says while making fun of her.
