The Boy Next Door *On Hold*

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Brooklyn POV

I woke up in my bed. I couldn't remember much from what happened at lunch with my dad and Sharna, but he said she really enjoyed herself and would love of have lunch with us again so...

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"So what's she like?" Witney asked as we walked to the park.

"She's pretty.. And she's really nice. My dad seems to like her."

Witney nodded. "Do you like her?"

I shrugged. "I don't really know her.."

Witney kicked a pebble on the sidewalk.

Come to think of it I really don't remember anything after we got our drinks...

"CARSON!" Witney yelled running into a black haired- guy's arms.

"Hey babe." Carson said chuckling and securing his arms around her waist.

I smiled to myself. Carson was Witney'a boyfriend for two years. He's a sophomore in college (starting in September). They've been dealing with a long distance relationship because he goes to college in Denver, plus there's a time difference taking everything a step further.

"Hey Brookiepoo." Carson said flicking my nose.

"Stop calling me that." I said giving him a side hug. "

"What are you doing home early?" Witney asked wrapping her arm around his torso.

"I finished my tests so I came back early to visit. You should've seen my mom's face. I scared the crap out of her."

I walked away from Carson and Witney towards Val and his fuckboy friends.

"Hey Brooke.." Aiden said. "Why weren't you at graduation practice?"

"We walk across a stage, shake hands with our teachers, take a picture then sit down. It's not rocket science."

"It was for some people. Ms. K was so mad."

I smiled and turned on my heel and walked away from them. I couldn't help but notice Derrek was sending me a harsh glare.

I contemplated weather or not I should say something to him. I haven't spoken to him since the day he snapped at me in the hallway.

I walked through the crowd and over to a baseball game. I half wanted to join them.. And half wanted to stare at the guys in the tight baseball pants...

"What are you doing here?" Someone said from behind me. I ignored them thinking the person was referring to someone else until they spoke again. "What am I getting the silent treatment now?" I turned around to see the waiter from yesterday.

"Oh.. I'm sorry I didn't know you were talking to me." I bit the inside of my cheek. "Mason right?"

He nodded. "And you're Chicago right?" He teased.

"Uh.. Not quite."

"BROOKIEBEAR!" Someone yelled from behind me. I closed my eyes in embarrassment and turned to face Val.

"I told you not to call me that."

"Sorry?"

I playfully slapped his arm.

"Who's this?" Val asked pointing at Mason.

"This is Mason. Mason this is Valushca." I said sticking my tongue out at Val.

"Brookiebear."

"Valushca."

"Brookiebear."