My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter Five

(A/N): Greetings, you lovely creatures of the Earth! So, I'm back from my laziness and I've decided to finish Chapter 5 instead of being a lazy old cow and making you wait longer weeks, and such. So, I fixed a little nice Chapter up and I think It's longer, not really sure!

Okay, I'm starting this whole dedication to a commenter thing, so look out, you can be dedicated in Chapter 6 and so on! I don't want to keep you waiting any longer than you have been for this lovely chapter so here you go! 

                                                                   CHAPTER FIVE

What? How? That was the only thing I could possibly say on account of my total shock as Noah strode down my driveway and towards his car, before sending me a evil wave and driving off across the street. 

Well, I'm pretty sure I know one thing for sure. Blake really is going to kill me. I sat on my porch quietly thinking about the various things Noah could get Blake to do to possibly ruin my life for good. 

I fished my favorite notebook out of the bottom of the porch and held the handy-dandy pen in my hands. My legs wobbled as I struggled to get up and I ran across the street, ignoring the honking of the rich and highly expensive cars as I ran up to Vicky's, I needed help with my list. 

As I walked up towards the driveway, I debated wether or not I should knock on the door. There was a 50 percent chance Noah would open the door, on account of Blake, Jason, and Matthew probably having a special knock.

After minutes of thinking, I decided to knock on the door. If Noah answered, I would beg on my knees so he would let me in, until he did so. Oh my god, imagine that happening but vice versa.. so hot. 

I banged onto the door as I waited approximately 10 seconds as Vicky slid the door open and smiled at me before allowing me inside. As Vicky opened her mouth, the words I never wanted to hear spilled out.

"Blake's here." 

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"What do you mean, Blake's here?!" I cried, literally banging my head on the railing of Vicky's bed. 

"Apparently, Noah believes that you'll be visiting and he doesn't want you to miss your lovely punishment." Vicky laughed. 

I groaned slightly as I opened my notebook to a blank empty page and began heading it and writing my list down, with help from Vicky. 

July 10th, 2013 - Harleigh Williams - 11:10 am

                                                       WHAT BLAKE WOULD DO (with commentary by Vicky)

1. Expose me

Vicky: Aw, come on. The dude can't be that bad!!

2. Hit me 

Vicky: Possibility, he's done it to me several times. 

3. Try to strip my clothes off in a closet!

Vicky: Ahahahah, I can totally imagine that. 

4. Write gross stuff with permanent marker on my face.

Vicky: What if he drew a you-know-what? Omg, priceless. 

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"Vicky, I know Harleigh is in there." Noah yelled through the door, banging on it extremely hard.