Chap 3
The rest of the day passed pretty uneventful except from the looks the Wolf Boys gave the new Boy's, It was rather odd. Being me i let it slide.
Home at last! I stepped off the bus and made my way down the street, i cut corners and was opening the gray gate outside my house in less than five minutes. Everyone loves my house, I'm not sure why. My house looks like every other house on the block. It was a small, white washed, two story house with a white washed picket fence. I came home only to realize my mother had been home. I knew without looking n the garage for her car, Like normal teenager's, but no i find out where my mum is by the smell of wet paint. My Mum was an Artist. While some may find that cool it is only a pain for me because she's never home! She's alway's at some convention or Art Gallary somewhere and i'm okay with that but Dad's always gone too because he works full time to pay for Mom's hobby, Although she does get paid for it because she's amazing at what she does.I realized she had painted the front door yellow. It was green when i felt this morning." Eh Nice" i said to myself more than anyone.
I dropped my bag in the hall and yelled out for Mom. The only answer i got was my older Brother Zach pounding the second floor out of it. "Zach enough with the dancing!" i yelled up at him. " Go take your ballet somewhere else!" I smirked evilly when the pounding stopped. Zack hates it when i call his dancing ballet. He's a hip~hop artist or something, i don't really care enough to know the details. The pounding starts again but of a different nature. I guess he's running down the hall to give out. My question is answered a few seconds later when he appears coming down the stairs towards me, Boy did he look pissed!i leaned against the railing and waited for the assault. Just as he opened his mouth to give out hell my phone buzzed in my pocket and McFly's "Down Goes Another One" started up as my ring tone."Lame song" i hear Zach mutter he never did understand my obsession with the English boy band. I looked at the unknown number on the screen and slowly pressed the answer button as i brought it up to my ear. "Hello?" i said wearily. "Er..Hi Brook" I instantly knew the voice. It has been stuck in my head all dang day. "It's Tristan" he said sounding pretty unsure. "Oh yeah, Hey Tristan!" i said brightly trying to will myself not to blush in front of my brother. "How's things going?" "Not bad. Homework's a real pain."he sounded better but was still weary, like he didn't want to say why he rang. "So, What can i do you for?" i asked dying to know, Willing him to say what i wanted him to say. "Hey i'm sorry about this but Seth's been bugging me ever since he found out that i had your number". I thought about it for a while. "Caroline!!!" i groaned without thinking that Tristan was having a mini heart attack on the other end of the phone, i could hear things bashing and noise following by Tristan cussing. "I'm so sorry Brook but Caroline gave it to me after lunch, I'm so sorry , gosh you must think i'm some stalker!" "Tristan, Tristan' BREATHE!" i interrupted him before he could start again. "It's ok.Really Tristan. Anyway what did Seth want?" "Em.... This is akaward. Seth wants to know" he paued for a few seconds " If you will go out with him tonight?" Aw Shit! "Em.... Ok... Sure why not! Tell him to text me the detail's"I said brightly, while my mind was screaming 'What is wrong with you? WRONG BROTHER BACK UP GIRL!!!!!!
CHAP SONG: Just my luck-McFly
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FantasyMeet Brook. She's just a normal Teenager, other then the fact that she's surrounded by Vampires, Werewolves and the odd witch or two. When the love of her lives re-enters her life what will she do and How will Brook cope with keeping her sanity?