Girlhood, lipgloss and stupid boys.

Chapter twelve

We decide to go to the beach as a group once the party is over. We run around in the sand and Rosie goes in the water in her dress. "You're crazy!" I yell at her. "Is she?" Noah pulls his shirt off and runs out after her. I don't mind the view.. "Yes! You're both insane!" I shout. Imogen laughs from behind me as Colton joins them. "They're gonna get hypothermia or something." I say to her. "But then you wouldn't be able to ogle Noah with his shirt off." Imogen replies. "Ogle?!..um I...nuh uh." I stutter. "Nuh uh? Great defence. You should be a lawyer."

Later in the evening we're all sitting on the beach wall. I'm next to Noah. Suddenly someone comes up behind me and grabs me. I recognise how his fingers dig into my arm. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, Brooke?!" Peter yells. "You're hurting me stop!" I shout. "Why he's even trying to get with you when you look so ugly in that dress is beyond me but we're leaving!" He says, aggressively. Before Noah, or even Colton can jump on him and beat the shit out of him someone else does. Rosie punches him in the head and then Imogen kicks him in the nuts. She kept her promise. "Brooke, help me up and deal with your shitty friends!" Peter yells. I start to do it and then I freeze. No one can make my decisions for me. Shutting his horrid mouth is my job. "I didn't hear a please." I say. "Excuse me?!" He shouts. "You're excused." I say, crossing my arms. "You suddenly grew a pair, huh?! I bet you're just happy you've been secretly fucking, Noah!" I wanna be upset about that but i honestly don't give a shit. Noah starts to speak but I wanna take this one.

"At least with him i wouldn't have to fake it."
That shut him up.

(Authors note: this one is super short but I had to deal with Peter. This also, doesn't mean the story is over, I promise! Neither is peters part in it but we'll get to that later.)