Brooklyn Dackery and Dylan Koll. Best friends since first grade. But now, they're friendship is being put to the test. You see, they have this thing called a 'No-Drama' policy, and it's tearing them apart. New friends, love, and secrets are tearing...
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Brooklyn
Let me just get one thing straight: Me and Dylan are NOT dating. He's called me Brookie Cookie since forever. He has no idea how uncomfortable it makes me. I mean, it was okay in elementary school, a 6-year-old boy calling a girl "Brookie Cookie" is the most adorable thing in the world, even I have to agree.
Even though adults would coo and kids would sometimes ask if I was his "girlfriend", I wasn't really sure what it meant, so I was fine with it. In middle school though, I could sense something was off. I could only barely detect the whispers that followed us everywhere. I just shrugged it off though, assuming everyone in middle school whispered to each other like that all the time, and it wasn't necessarily about me and Dylan.
But once we got to high school, people didn't care who heard their whispers and who didn't, just as long as me and Dylan heard them. Or at least, I heard them. Dylan still seemed oblivious about the whole thing, as he had always been. Either that or he did a great job of ignoring it, or maybe he didn't even care. He didn't seem to notice the way I squirmed when he called me Brookie Cookie.
It's not like he's not a good friend, I wouldn't know what to do with myself if he ever stopped being my friend. And I have to admit, Dylan would make a great boyfriend I just... I don't know, I just don't like him like that?
Plus, us getting together would make for TONS of drama, and of course, we couldn't have that...
