"Brooke. Brooke. OI! BROOKE!"
"What who's dead?"
"No one you plonker!"
"Oh. Well if you'd excuse me..."
"No. I don't excuse you."
"Sassy bitch"
"That's what the people call me" I reply smirking.
"What evs" Brooke says making the w sign with her hand.
"We've landed you know" I say rolling up my sleeves, a lot of people staring at my tattoos.
Brooke noticed and mouthed 'Ignore them' smiling at me.
I nodded back smiling at her great fully and mouthing 'thank you'
We waited for about 10 minutes after getting our back packs out of the luggage compartment, just to get of the plane.
After the long slow painful wait, we finally managed to get off that plane.
"Whoooo! Fresh air!" Brooke cheered.
"Haha freak, c'mon lets go and get some food. That aeroplane food was fucking disgusting."
"Gurllll. I do not like you language." At least she tried. At least she tried. Bless her.
She's so innocent.
I turned on my phone to find 5 missed calls, all from my foster parents,25 missed calls from my care home workers, and 30 missed calls from my social worker. She left me a voice mail saying:
'Where the fuck are you, you bitch. You lost me my job you fucking whore.'
I purposely made a point of deleting her number and blocking her and anyone else who had anything to do with back home (except friends.)
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"WE LOVE YOUUUUU"
"HAVE MY BABIES"
"LUKE YOU'RE MY SASSY SLUT"
"BEAU YOU LOOK LIKE A DORRITO"
"JYE WE LOVE YOU"
"SKIP YOU CUTE FUCKING GREMLIN"
"JAMES WE ADORE YOU. YOU SEXY FUCKER"
Umm ouch! I think I'm death!
"BEST FRIEND'S YOU ARE MY FUCKING BEST FRIENDS"
What?
"WE'RE GONNA SET THIS WORLD ON FIRE"
I turn to my left to see Brooke. Well I expect to anyway.
"TORI COME HERE!"
Somebody's fangirling. I do the same when One Direction or Ed Sheeran comes on the radio when I least expect it.
"I'M COMING!" I yell trying to make myself heard.
Fighting to get through the crowd, I finally found Brooke and smiled relieved to find her.
"Hey gurll" She says. Failing at the attempt.
"I told you never, ever, EVER say that AGAIN."
"Ok ok please don't murder me." She says holding her hands up, faking surrender.
"What did you want anyway slut?"
"Hurtful!" She says acting fake hurt.
"OH MY GOD IT'S JAI!"
"Ummm. Who's Jai?" I ask Brooke.
Just then I hear a cough from behind me.
"Umm, Tor, you know The Janoskians?"
"Nope. Never."
It took about 5 minutes for me to realise who they were.
"Oh! The Jaloped or something? You allways watch them and on the plane you were laughing like a mad man, almost crying."
"Number one." She says holding her finger, "I'm a teenage girl. not a mad man. I prefer mad girl. And number two, They're called The JANOSKIANS"
"Oh. Cool. Still, who the fuck is Jai?"
"Jai Brooks.'
"Continue?"
"FROM THE JANOSKIANS." A load of girls shout.
"OK OK! CHILL OUT GIRLS!" I try and shout, whilst hearing a male laugh behing me.
Then I hear another cough.
Either someone has the flu, or they have a soar throat.
"Tori, you really need to stop thinking out loud" Brooke says.
"sorryyyyyyy"
"It's ok."
"Woah, ok who was that? Is it the devil coming to take me away like Ruth always says?"
"NO. It was Beau Brooks!" A fake practically screamed in my ear.
"Alright ok! If it was Beau, where is he?"
"I'm in Jupiter" a dude from behind me stating a fact so sarcastically, I wanted to turn around and punch him in the face.
"Ok. What did you want Brooke?"
"To take a picture with Beau." She says in a 'duh' tone.
"Ok" I say walking away
"TORI!"
"WHAT BROOKE?"
"C'mon you're taking the picture"
"Yep. I know I was walking over to Beau." I say pointing to a dude with about a sleeve of tattoos.
"Tor, that's Luke."
"Pfft I knew that. Totally." I say... Ok, maybe I didn't.. But oh well.
"Of course." Brooke said handing me her phone.
I turned around seeing a really really really good looking boy about 18, with the most amazing green eyes.
Phwoar!
"TORI!"
"TORI"
Ok. Maybe I was day dreaming about Beau. What? He's a good looking bloke.
"Oh my god"
"SHIT!"
"And it was nice knowing you all... Fuck my life."
"TORI WHAT DID YOU DO!?"
"Well. You see. Uummmmm I kinda smashed your phone. BY ACCIDENT!"
Brooke was angry. You could see that look in her eye. She get's it when she's really pissed off, and I just pissed her off by breaking her phone. Fuck.
"Look it's fine, it's just the phone that's cracked though."
"Just the phone? Just the FUCKING PHONE!?" She screams at me. I honestly wanted to strangle her, like full on strangle.
I'm sure she wanted to strangle me to.
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Beau's P.O.V
Ah shit, she just broke her iPhone.
I think it was Brooke's phone but who knows.
"Look Brooke, calm down. I'll buy you a new one when we've settled into this place," by that I'm guessing she meant Australia
"I'll take one with my phone, and print it out for your new room." She says getting her phone out of her bag.
"Fine. But you owe me!"
"Yeah' yeah. Whatever " the girl with the blue hair replied getting her hair out of her eyes, then reaching down to get her phone out of her pocket.
"SMILE!" She says taking the picture.
"There. See? I'll buy you a new one you drama queen"
I looked over to see Luke being hit on by this fake blonde. The one who screamed in that girls ear. He caught me looking at him, and looked at me as if he was asking me to do something about it. So, I text him.
To: Luke
Oi bro get over here I need you dude.
I'm guessing Luke got the text because the girl looked at him as if to say you dick. But oh well.
By the time Luke managed to pry that blonde off her, Daniel and James made their way over.
"Ugh sorry it took so long to get her off me guys." Luke says. His face was all scrunched up as he explained what happened to us. Then he got his phone and text me:
Fucking disgusting.
And I couldn't help but laugh. Well we do call our fans sluts, so she lives up to the name really.
Luke's P.O.V
I looked over the see Beau with a smoking hot girl with blue hair and another hot girl with light blonde hair.
I then looked back at the girl who was clinging on to me. Greatt not.
"Hey Lukey, do you mind if I take a picture of you kissing my cheek?" She asked
"Oh um yeah sure."
I did as I was told placing my lips on her cheek.
"Okay. On the count of three" her friend said smirking. Well. I am Luke Brooks.
"One"
"Two"
"Three!" And on three the fake turned her head and kissed me on the lips. Disgusting. Why didn't she just ask me? She probably knew that I was gonna say no. That's why.
I got a text from Beau and excused myself from the girls.
''Thanks bro." I said to beau, as I made my way through the crowd.
"What have we got here then?" I ask a blue haired chick.
"Oh nothing much. Hey do you know which one Luke is cause Brooke really wants a picture with him." I tried to stifle my chuckle as she said that.
"Luke is that one." I say pointing to myself. At that point, she's blushing red like crazy, and not making eye contact.
"Pfft. I knew that, totally." She says walking away.
"TORI. WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" A really loud girl with blonde hair shouted.
"I'm going to... Let me think.... I can't remember. It's coming, it's coming. Nah." She says. Tori. That's a cute name. She's so hot as well though. She looks like a movie star.
How very clichè.
"Tori, just come here and take a photo of Luke and I."
"But Brookeeeee"
"No Tori. Behave." Brooke I think said.
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The blue haired rebel- Janoskians Fanfiction
FanfictionI grew up not knowing much about myself. I've been in prison, I smoke, I drink, and dye my hair different colours. Right now, it's blue. I'm Tori, or at least I think that's my name. I don't know my parents they are dead. I've also been excluded fro...