*Two weeks later*
"Blake do you wanna go to school?" He yell. "Yes!! I am coming wait!" I shout, pushing my toe into the converse. I grab my bag and pull it over my shoulders running downstaires.
"You know what? sometimes I feel you are not my twin, you need to learn so many things from me" he exclaims rolling his eyes. "Like what? How to act like a jerk?" I ask grabbing an apple.
"No! Like getting ready in time, like looking handsome, like Impressing people and..." he starts counting on his fingers.
"Ugh! Stop, aren't we getting late?" I say cutting him. "Don't be jealous," he smirks. "Jerk." I murmur. He looks at me, hus lips turning into a huge upside down frown.
"Hot Jerk." He corrects me, smirking.
"Whatever, just stop irritating." I roll my eyes hitting him on his arm
"Ouch, did someone tell you that you can actually become a boxer?" He suggests, dramatically rubbing his arm.
Suddenly I see Cruz coming out of his house. I have avoided Cruz for more than a week and our project is finally complete, so we are not partners anymore.
"Hey dude." Cruz fist bumps Brook.
"So, are you coming to the party today?" Cruz asks looking at Brook.
"Huh. Party?" Brook inquires.
"The one in the Roster club." Cruz' eyes gleams. "Ohh, That would be fun, we both will be there- with bells on" Brook smiles.
Both? Maybe he and his new fling, but definately not me. Never.
"What? Who both?" I ask. "We Both, You & I." He looks at me. Why am I being dragged into these conversations. And after my last experience, I actually hate parties.
"No I am not going." I bluntly reply, pursing my lips I look in other direction. I don't want to look at him and his puppy eyes.
"Lovely little sister please." He pleads, throwing is arm over my shoulder. I shove his arm off my shoulder.
Never gonna happen! His emotional torture will not work.
"Okay, so I will give you the passes after school." Cruz says and heads towards the bus stand.
"No way. I. Am. Not. Going. To. Any. Party. Should I repeat this in spanish? Or french?"
"Blake you really need to have fun, and I will also be there." He assures, dragging me to the bus stand.
I study him for a minute. My brother will be there. What can go wrong?
***
I stepped out of the school bus welcomed by Emma. "Hey! Blake I need to tell you something." she exclaims sadly.
"I am not interested" I roll my eyes.
I am not really ready to welcome any other problem.
"Umm, its about Daisy."
Ohh! Daisy, I have not talked to her since that day and moreover we rearly have classes in common.
"What happened?" I asked with concern. "Umm! I think you should come with me" She murmurs leading me to the girls common room.
We enter the room and see Daisy sitting in a corner of the room, Selena consoling her for god knows what reason.
"Daisy?" I slowly place my arm over her shoulders. She turns her head to look at me and all I see is her red eyes.
"You are crying?" I exclaim in shock.
She suddenly pulls me into a hug.
"What happened?" I ask. She looks away from me.
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The Boy Next Door
Novela JuvenilThe HUNK, Brooklyn Fox has a sister, who has a PAST. A PAST she does not want to see or hear about. A PAST which ruined her life. A PAST which made her insecure. A PAST she is finally over with. But what happens when the PAST reappears? What happen...
