Chapter 7 -Brooke

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by Skyzerss

by Skyzerss

Brooke

I heard something behind my door. Probably Colton spying on my conversation with Juliet. "Juliet I'll call you later" she simply says "ok" and hangs up the phone. I open the door. His back is facing me and he's walking towards the stairs. "Hi" I say walking towards him. He turns quickly. "Hey"

"What...what's up?"

"Nothing. J-just going down to get a snack..." Did he just stutter? Awe cute. "Can I come?" I smile. He give me a shy smile in return. "Sure I-I guess" omg he's IS stuttering. We walk down the stairs and to the kitchen in silence. "So, erm what did you like to do at school, like what were some extra cercricular stuff. I guess?" He looks interested for once. Cool! "Um well I'm on the seiner varsity dance team. And I also make the seiner varsity soccer team with my friend. Uhhh and I joi-" he cut me off. How rude. His hand was on my mouth, what a good way to shut a girl up. "Shh. I hear something upstairs." Slowly be moved his hand. Well the noise can't be Sarah because she's at her friends house. What could that be then?

Turns out the window was open and the wind was blowing the door shut. After we found that out Colton went to have a shower or something so I decided to go in the living room by the fire and read a book.

RING

someone's calls but I don't answer since I don't live here, and the voicemail comes on.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Birreli it's Leah Hendricksin calling about Colton's birth parents. I could not find were their current location is and did not find any further information. When ever can, call back and we can discuss on this further. Thank you and have a nice day."

Colton's adopted. I never knew, why didn't he tell me? I fell my face heat up with sadness. "So you found out I was adopted" my head snapped quickly in his direction. His damp hair resting on his forehead after running his hands threw it. He's leaning against the wall with crossed arms. "I didn't know you were. And I'm sor-"

"Don't be it's not your fault. No need to be sorry. Follow me I want to show you something" I hesitate to follow but I do. He leads me into his dad's office. Thank the Gods he not home. "What are we doing here?" He pulls out files.

"These are my adoption files. June 29th 1997. (That birthday was dedicated to my bestie/editors birthday)My birthday. August 4th 1997 I was adopted. It shows that my birth parents were young when they had me. Clearly not able to take care of me. Most of the time I feel like they gave me away because they didn't love me."

"Colton, don't you ever realize something? You mom and dad were only our age when they had you. Imagine being 16 and having a baby, they probably were scared and that doesn't mean they didn't love you." I smartly replay because the look on his face shows that he clearly didn't know I could say that.

"Your probably right, I mean it's not their fault. They couldn't take care of me." He has this kinda of sad expression that just makes me want to....hug him. Suddenly he's moving closer. What do I do? WHAT DO I DO? Are noses are almost touching, TOUCHING! "Colton?" I whisper

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing?"

"I think..I'm going to kiss you" I feel the heat rush to my cheeks. Are lips almost touched when we heard a door open and close. We jerk away in shock then quickly ran out the room. Colton put the files away as quick as he could than ran.

That was close.