Chapter 2 -Colton

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Colton

Brooke freakin' Carrington. Does she have to come here for the summer? I heard the news this morning at the breakfast table. I was so not happy about this. When we first met when we were 4, she threw my toy car on the road, like what the hell? Why would she do that? I had to live beside her until she moved when we were 7. 3 years living beside my rival, that was a total disaster. "Colton honey this won't be so bad, Brooke became quite the young lady. She's quite the bright one and very energetic." Mom said with a bright smile constantly checking the door for Jane and Brooke to come. "Mom, mom your talking about Brooke Carrington...there's nothing good about that girl." As I said while stuffing my face with pancakes.

Within 20 minutes we heard a car pull up in our driveway. Mom rushed to the door followed by dad and Sarah. The door flew open and mom and Jane yelled in excitement. "Colton come here and greet out guests" Dad yells after me. I walk to the door. Looking up, seeing Brooke standing there with an annoyed look on her face, clearly not wanting to be here. She looks so different, a good different. Her long hazel nut hair over her shoulder, amazing sea-blue eyes. The Brooke I remember had two ponytails (messy of course) non fixed teeth and stupid clothes, but now she looks......beautiful.

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