Blake Lilian Scott is my name. I live with my twin brother Lucas and my mom. What happens when my twin joins the Raven's basketball game and comes face to face with our younger brother Nathan.
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"All right, guys, bring it in. It has been way too long since we all hung out together, and this is the first time we're all drinking together... legally, that is. So, here's to hanging with our crew... the old and the new... and to everyone getting what they want.'' Brooke passes out a shot of liquor to all of us.
''I guess one shot won't kill us, huh?'' Hales asks before we all down the shot.
I almost spit the drink back up with was so strong and gross.
''Maybe it will. Brooke, what was that?'' Kam gasps, his face scrunched up.
''I wanted something that would remind everyone of me, so they mixed their most popular liquor with their sweetest. The bartender did name it a "Brooke Davis." Isn't that right?'' Brooke leans over toward the bartender with a smile.
''Actually, I think you named it that.''
''Well... ''
''I call it tequila and grenadine.''
''It's disgusting.'' Haley states as everyone began to walk away.
''You know, not many people can handle a Brooke Davis.''
''It's definitely one of a kind.''
''Before you walk off Owen, can I have a fireball lemonade.''
The bartender nodded his head at me as Brooke left.
''You know Owen, Brooke's a good person.''
''I know.''
I gave him a nod before walking off over to Kam, Mike and Tom.
''How're my men?''
''Kam and Mikey are fretting over the kids.''
''Come on guys, you know they'll be okay with Skills, Junk and Fergie.''
''We know. It's just its gonna be the first time in three weeks that we left them.'' Michael frowns.
''I tell you what, if you guys wanna leave, go. I know how hard it is to be away from your kids.''
Kam smiled at me, ''Breakfast tomorrow?''
''Might want to make that lunch.'' I smirk, shrugging.
''Alright, tell the others bye for us.''
''You got it.''
'So T-''
''I gotta go, blondie over there is giving off signs.''
I frown before walking around and finding Lindsey and Peyton storming away from Luke.
''Come on big brother, lets do a shot. You look like you need it.''
Luke nods his head as we head to the bar where Quinton was.
''All right. That better not be yours.''
''Aw, nah, man. It ain't mine. I don't even drink shots. Please. I-I'm more of a... I'm not old enough.''
