Moderately Happy Birthday

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Brook's P.O.V.

"Well that could be interpreted in many different ways. Do you mean like if we slept in the same bed or..." I trailed off.

"I mean did he stick it in you!" She shouted.

"Yes!" I yelled running over to my closet, I don't know why exactly, but I was probably just gonna go die there or something.

"Who, What, When, Why, Where, How?" she ran towards me to get every single detail about it.

I was overwhelmed by the amount of questions, I had to take a moment just to answer one of them, "Ok um, Colin, sex, the day or night, I guess, before we saw the weird puppet guy, I was really really drunk, he was too I don't think he remembers, his apartment and I don't need to explain what sex is to you, you've already screwed 20 different guys."

"Wait so you're saying that you slept with our neighbour, who has no recollection of the events and you're just telling me now?!" she exclaimed sounding angry.

"Yes," I sighed plopping down onto the couch.

"Why?" she asked sitting down next to me.

"I don't know, I was drunk and I mean come on he's so hot. I guess I had forgotten he was a dick from all the alcohol," I grumbled as I rubbed my temple gently.

"Well congrats sis, you slept with your first playboy!" she cheered hugging me from behind.

I immediately pushed her off, "Ally this isn't funny! I mean God, I wanted to be a virgin when I met the one but now I'm on strike two! Two!"

"Calm down, things don't always turn out the way you want them to, especially when your goal is kinda unrealistic when your a hormone filled teenager," she sighed sitting next to me.

"Coming from the woman who's tracking down her exes so she doesn't sleep with more than 20 guys?" I slowly smiled turning to her.

"Oh well at least I have more chances to get the guy than you do," she sassed back giving me a serious look. I returned the same look but we couldn't hold it for long until we finally bursted out into a fit of laughter.

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Today was the day. The inevitable date with mister Robert Blake. God I haven't been this nervous since my mom forced me to sing at that benefit.

Anyways I put on my dress, some light makeup and let my hair hang loose on my shoulders. I was ready and damn did I look good.

As I was about to grab my purse there was a knock on the door

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As I was about to grab my purse there was a knock on the door. I snatched it quickly and ran to the door opening it to find him standing on the other side.

"Uh hi," he sheepishly greeted me while rubbing the back of his neck. He was just as adorkable as he was online! He wore a tux that was complimented nicely with a bow tie. "You look beautiful," he smiled down at me, to be honest the immense height difference made me a bit uncomfortable.

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