My Date with the Frat President

Ch. 20 - The Twins

"I broke up with him."

My eyes widen, and I lean forward to hold Sophie in a tight hug. "Oh my gosh, Soph."

When I got back from Aiden's, still on a high knowing he is also falling in love, I found Sophie crying in her room.

My heart aches for her, knowing what it is like to end a relationship. She had been with Joe for so long, and they were each other's best friends.

"You didn't break up with him because of—"

"Of course that's why, Brooklyn," she says in between hiccup cries. "How could I be with someone who would do that to my best friend?"

Joseph is to blame here, but I know deep down so am I. It was my video. The article was all my idea. Sophie knows it too, that it is my fault. There has to be some sort of hatred she is feeling toward me right now.

"I'm so sorry," I say.

She shakes her head. "No, no, don't apologize. It just made him show his true colors." She wipes away her tears. "I don't want to be with someone like that."

I nod. And I don't want to be someone like that.

"Do you want to watch The Proposal and eat a bunch of ice cream? I just got the Ben & Jerry's Jimmy Fallon flavor from the store."

Sophie nods, and we spend the rest of the afternoon watching Rom-Coms and eating our body-weight in ice cream and wings.

There's a knock on the apartment door. I press pause on You've Got Mail to go answer the door.

"Brooky-Bear!"

My brothers, Greg and Tommy, are standing on the other side of the door, their arms wide. Tommy picks me up in a hug and swings me around. As his idea of a hug, Greg pats my back once Tom puts me back down.

"Your hot roommate here?" Greg asks in a whisper.

I roll my eyes and whack his shoulder. "What are you guys doing here? Are Mom and Dad with you?"

"College visit," Greg says and walks right into my apartment, throwing his bag on the ground. "Mom and Dad thought it would be funny for us to surprise you."

"Hilarious, right?" Tommy grins.

I can't help but smile. "I literally can't stop laughing," I reply sarcastically.

"The twins!" Sophie cries, getting up from the couch to hug my brothers. "I finally get to meet you!"

Greg is first to hug her. He always talked about how cute she thought she was. I told him she was too old for him and definitely would not be down to date my younger brother. "You are even more beautiful in person."

"Thank you," she says with a laugh before turning to hug Tommy. "Brook, you didn't tell me they were coming."

"I had no idea," I say and raise my hands innocently.

"What do you guys want to do today?" Sophie asks, suddenly in a much perkier mood.

Tommy and Greg look at each other and grin.

"Frat party," they say simultaneously.

A few hours later, in what feels like a fever dream, I'm walking toward the STD house with my two younger brothers and my recently singled best friend.

This will be an interesting night.

Despite all the trouble with the video, they are still throwing a party. It's informal rush season now, and according to Aiden there is no choice but to continue to throw parties.