It had been three days since Justin had given me his number. We had been texting non-stop. On Thursday night, we played 20 questions.
"Favorite Color?" He asked.
"Pink. Favorite drink?"
"Mountain Dew. Favorite movie?"
"Titanic. Favorite book?"
"Diary of Anne Frank. Wanna go to the movies this Friday?"
Oh my god. Is this really happening? "Yes, I would like that very much. :)" I replied nervously. He replied immediately. "Great. :D Ill pick you up around 8." Oh. My. God. He asked ME of all people. Of all the cheerleaders and everyone at school, he wants to go with me. What am I going to wear? Should I dress up or just jeans and a t-shirt. I went up to my room around 11 PM. My mind was racing. Oh my god. I can't sleep. *buzz* My phone lit up. I jumped out of bed and ran over to my dresser. @Justinnn_ Followed you on Twitter. How did he find my twitter? Maybe I mentioned that I had one... I don't know. I set down my phone and went back to my bed. I stared at my fan watching it turn and turn. I fell asleep. "Brooke. Brooke." My brother, Elijah, said trying to wake me. "Get up! Your gonna be late!" "What time is it?" I said groggily. "Its 7:30." He said. I jumped out of bed rushing to the bathroom. I jumped in the shower and did my normal routine to get ready. I ran through the house stopping to look at myself in the mirror to check my hair and outfit. Laced top, with a black skirt. I picked up my car keys, purse, and books. I ran out the door to my car. I put my things in the passenger seat. I started the car, looking at the clock 7:55. I'm not gonna make it! I put the car in reverse and sped to school. I pulled into my parking spot and got my things and ran to the school. Just as I walked into the front door, the bell rang.
Great. This is just great. I went to first period, when I walked through the door, Miss Ryan gave me a angry look. "You're tardy." She said. "Sorry." I muttered. I took my seat next to Justin. He slipped me a note. Ready for tonight? Oh my gosh I completely forgot. Yeah :) can't wait. I wrote back. The day was a blur. After school, I got into my car and went home. I picked out my outfit, White skinny jeans and a pink shirt. I turned on my music and got into the shower. Singing along to all the songs. My mother said I had a beautiful voice. I have terrible stage freight, or I would go on American Idol, as my mother reccomends. When I got out, I dried off and wrapped my towel around myself. I got my curling iron from under the sink and curled my hair. *buzz* I went over to my dresser and looked at my phone. " *Justin* Ill be there in 10 min. :)" I looked at the clock. 7:50. I ran over to my bed and put on my clothes. I did a quick mirror check before running down stairs.
*buzz* I pulled my phone out of my pocket, " *Justin * Im here :)" "Im going to the movies! See you guys later! Love you." I yelled towards the living room. "Love you." Elijah said. "Have fun, be safe. Love you." My mother said without looking away from the T.V. I opened the door and walked to Justin's car. I opened the door and climbed in. "Hey." I said, grinning from ear to ear. "You ready?" He asked. "Let's go." I said playfully.
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Life Of Brooke.
Teen Fiction"Brooke! Wake up!" My mother yelled up the stairs. "Ugh" I groaned pulling my covers over my head. "Can't you just home school me?" I told her as she walked into my room. "I would if I could. You're gonna meet so many new friends! You're gonna have...