Girlhood, lipgloss and stupid boys.

Chapter two

I rushed outside as quick as I could with the others. Peter hated when I took too long. I ignore Noah's snickering. When I reach him he winks. I lean down into his open window and kiss him. "Ew." Rosie giggles. "Shut it." I say going around his car to sit in the passenger seat. He immediately places a hand on my thigh while we wait for the other two to get in. Peter glances into my driveway and tenses up a bit. He squeezes my thigh a little harder. "Why is Noah Hart's car in your driveway, babe?" He hates Noah almost as much as Noah hates him. "Because he's Colton's best friend..you..you know that.." For some reason I feel nervous. Rosie rests a hand on my arm. Peter rolls his eyes. "Just start driving." Imogen says. Rosie and Imogen talk throughout the entire ride. Me and Peter are silent.

I have English first. It's one of my favourite lessons because Rosie, Imogen and Peter are in it. Plus I'm actually pretty good at it. I used to sit next to Rosie with Peter on the table next to us but I'm saddened to find out that we have a new seating plan. Somewhat luckily I get seated next to Imogen. At least she's my friend. "Can I borrow your lipgloss?" She asks me as I write my date. "Sure.." I apprehensively pass it to her. The lesson is fine and while I'm mostly focused on my work ,and not how jealous I am, I remember how much I like Imogen.

The rest of the day is it uneventful until lunch. I get into the cafeteria with my friends (and Peter). I don't really feel like eating but I want to get my food out and try. I pull out my lunch and open the brown paper bag. This isn't my lunch. I grabbed Colton's lunch. "I've got my brothers lunch. I've got to go find him." I announce. "I'll come." Peter says maybe too enthusiastically.. "no it's fine." I reply. "Really I'll come." He says sternly before grabbing my hand. He seems to recognise his oak tone and drops my hand. "Whatever." I think he's upset with me.

When I find Colton and Noah, I notice them digging through my lunch. "Here." I say, dropping his lunch in front of him. "Thank god. Your lunch is mostly vegetables and fruit." Colton says handing me my lunch bag. "And.." Noah goes to bite into my sandwich. "Ew. An egg sandwich." He returns the sandwich back to me. "Next time I'll make sure it's to your liking." I say sarcastically. "You're just a sweetheart ,aren't you, bumblebee?" He says teasingly. "That is what they say." I reply. "Oh yeah. Moms coming to visit. She should be here tonight for family dinner." Colton says. Now my mood has dropped. Good for her. If only she could've stuck around, huh? "I've got plans." I immediately reply. "No you haven't. Come on, Brooke. You used to be literally best friends with mom." Colton sighs. "That was back when she actually wanted to be a mom." I mumble, no one replies to that part. "But seriously. I have got plans. I'm going out with Peter." I say after realising no one else would speak. "Brooke...please? She misses you.." Colton says. That upsets me a little. I can't pretend that I don't love my mom. But I can try. "Then she shouldn't have left." I reply, before getting up and starting to walk away. I notice someone following me.

"Colton stop-" I begin before I turn around and find out who it actually is. "Leave me alone, Noah. This doesn't concern you. I say, immediately. "You have to miss her a little, Brooke.."  He mumbles. I've never heard him so quiet and sincere. "Of course I do but it's her fault I miss her. What kind of mom abandons her kids when they need her most? She's pretty much dead to me. Sometimes I wish she just was." I blurt it all out in one go. I regret the last bit I added. Of course I don't! I love her so much and I'd be so sad if that happened. But more than anything I regret it because of Noah's face and how insensitive it was. Noah's mom is dead.

"Noah, I-" he interrupts me by turning around and walking away. I suddenly feel like crying. I feel someone grab my shoulder. I turn around to see Peter. Thank goodness. I really need someone to talk to about my mom. "Peter-" I'm getting tired of not being able to finish my sentences. "That didn't look like you giving Colton his lunch." Peter says crossing his arms. "It was horrible because-" He interrupts me AGAIN. "You know how much I hate that asshole. Yet you're always around him. It's like you're trying to piss me off, Brooke!" I'm shocked by his tone because Peter has literally never spoken to me like that. "I'm sorry I-" Yet again, I can't finish my sentence. "Whatever. I'm done with you right now, Brooke." He storms off. Now I really feel like crying.

I space out for pretty much the rest of the day. I'm sitting in my room pretty much trying to hide from everyone and the fact my Mom should be arriving soon. Then I get a message.
Peter: am I still picking you up?
Brooke: Yeah, if you want.
Peter: ok. on my way.
That means he isn't mad anymore! I quickly get showered and do my makeup. I try to hurry since he's already on his way but it feels odd going out with Peter without my makeup on. I know he likes when I wear my hair down but I didn't have time to re-do it from the day so I tie it up. I on the same outfit I was wearing before plus a necklace.

I'm trying to explain the situation to my dad who was already tense because my mom is coming to town when Peter honks his horn. I immediately run outside after saying bye to my dad. I know it's rude but I can't screw things up with Peter even more that I already have. I get in his car and give him a kiss. He doesn't seem too mad which is good. He takes me...to his friends house. Apparently they're having a 'get-together'. I wanna complain and say I wanted to do something alone so we could talk but after screwing everything up earlier I don't have the right to complain. We still don't talk throughout the entire car ride there. And I'm way too stressed about literally everything. I wonder how things are going with mom..did they tell her I didn't wanna see her? Is Colton currently telling her the things I said? Did Noah tell Colton about my insensitive comment? Then I have some internal questions about the boy sitting right next to me. Does he hate me now? Does he think me and Noah are screwing around or something? Will he forgive me? Why the hell isn't he talking?

"Why aren't you talking?" That came out louder than I meant it to. I can tell from his face I said something dumb. I start applying lipgloss to make me chill out. What is with me and screwing things up today??