The Best of Brad

Chapter 1

"And you wounder why Toby cheated on you with me. I mean come on, look at you and look at me. Your at the bottom of the totem pole here hunny." Spat the evil wicked witch of the west her self Julie Andrews. I hadn't noticed it yet but the tears were streaming down my face, as I listen to Julie pour slat on an open wound.

"What is the truth too much to handel, Liv? I hope not because I would hate to be the one to up set you." Stay cool Liv. Don't let her get to you. Stay cool, you can do this.

"That's what I thought. Your too big of a little bit..." Julie gets cut off by last periods bell signalling that school is over. Thank God. "To be continued." Julie snarls befor leaving me to sulk.

I stay in the girls restrooms crying well after the 4:30 busses have come and passed. I finaly grow some and decide to walk home. I'm well aware that theres probaly no one still at school but the boys track team. My bag falls off my sholder as I walk past the boys locker room. I bend over to pick it up and when I stand back up I colide with some one. Brad Jones.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't see you. Are you okay?" Asks Brad.

"Ya I'm fine." I shrug it off. It's not the worst thing thats happend today at least.

"Hey, Olivia is it?" I cring at the mention of my real name.

"Liv, but ya." Brad used to ride my bus before he got his licenes. We didn't talk but we are friends on facebook and know who each other is.

"Liv, you okay? Is there somethig wrong?" Brad asks and places his hand on my arm and looks back towards the girls restrooms and frowns. But his hand is warm and comforting. How much you wanna bet the he must know the cliché high school drama where the girl cries in the bathroom because she's fat of her boyfriend dumped her. Two of witch I wasn't; any more. Ya I might of been chubby in middle school but after I got on this really great softball team that was no longer a problem. I was in great shape 5'5 and a good 148 pounds of muscle and chest. And I don't date, ya I get hit on occasionally but I don't date, at least not after Toby. My problem was the Julie andrews hated my guts and for literally no reason what so ever.

"Um, ya I'm fine it's nothing." I wave my hand to dismiss him.

"It must not be nothing if you were crying." He states.

"Don't take this the wrong but I don't want to drag you in the middle of my personal life." I try to smile but it's more forsed.

"Hey I get it I'm a dude. But if you need anything, I'm all ears." Brad says and starts to head out to the parking lot swinging his keys on his finger.

"Hey Brad?" I call out.

"Ya Liv?" He calls back turning around, stilling walking.

"Um, could you give me a lift home?" I ask with an apprehensive smile.

"Come on kid. Get in my car."

"Thank you so much." I say with clasped hands. I jog to ketch up with him. He leads me to his car and opens the passenger side door for me. Wow Brad's an actual gentelmen.

Sience Brad used to ride my bus he knows where I live and I'm kind of thankful for it. "Hows track going?" I try to make talk but I'm extremely nervous mostly because Brads car is so clean. It's a little hard to belive.

"Good." Is all he seems to say. His hand reaches over and at first I thought that he was going to touch me but insted he turns on the raido. Brad pulls up in my driveway moments later.

"Thanks again. I own you one." I say right before I hop out of the car.

"Don't mention it, hun." My hart jumps to my throught at his wording. I know he doesn't mean anything by it but it still does something to me.

"K, bye." I say and wave as he pulls out of my driveway.

"Bye, babe." Brad calls out and waves as he drives away. What is he trying to do to me? Give me a hart attack?