Love Drunk

Chapter 9

Brandon^

-Brooke-

Do you ever get annoyed at people, even when they're being nice? I do. It's like my specialty. Why? I don't know. It just happens. It's second period now and half of the student body has come up to me and said they were sorry. Like, why are our saying sorry? Did you kill my mum? No.
I walk into Geography and sit with my friends.

"Brooke, can you come here for a second please?" Mr Lawrence says and I roll my eyes. Is every teacher going to talk to me about my mother?
"Yes?" I ask when I get to his desk.
"I understand you've had a rough d-"
"Sir, with all due respect, I don't give a flying fuck about what you are about to say. I've heard it from a lot of people already today and I am fed up with it." I say a bit louder than intended and now the whole class is looking at me. Great.
"Brooke! Do not use that language with me!" He says and I roll my eyes.
"Is there a point to this conversation?" I ask, getting annoyed and he takes a deep breath.
"Miss Jones, I have to tell y-" Did he not hear what I said?
"I don't want to fucking hear it!" I almost scream and storm out of the classroom, slamming the door behind me.

I walk down the corridors of the ridiculous high school and walk outside and sit on the bleachers.
"Brooke?" I hear a voice from the field and just now I realise the 'football' team were practicing. I look down and see Brandon.
"Hey." I say and he come up to where I am.
"What's wrong?" I scoff. How could he ask me that? "I mean, why are you ditching class." He says and I sigh.
"I don't know." I say honesty and he puts his hand on my knee. Surprisingly, I don't feel all that uncomfortable. Should I?
"I understand. It's okay." He says and I look at him. How does he understand? He has both of his parents. He has no idea. But right now, I don't care if he understands.

WAIT. What the fuck am I thinking? I hardly know him. I can't be thinking like this. And he's my foster brother, it's not allowed. I shouldn't  even be thinking this.

"Brooke?" I hear Ryan's voice and snap out of it. I look behind Brandon and see him look specifically at my knee and Brandon's hand.
"Hi." I say and Brandon gives him a nod.
"What're you doing here?" He asks me and I mentally roll my eyes. Why is he acting so annoying? Brandon takes his hand off my knee and I whip my head round to see him walking down the steps. I furrow my eyebrows and him and he gives me a weak smile.
"I've never been very fond of Geography." I say to Ryan and he raises his eyebrows.

He sits next to me and I turn to far him.
"I like you." Ryan says quietly and I freeze. No. No no no. This is not happening. Ugh.
"Ryan, I-I don't think this is the right time o-"
"It's fine. You don't need to say anything. I'm fine with just being friends." He gives me a forced-looking smile and I smile back.
Shit. I can't believe this just happened. Can this day get any worse?