Hey internet readers & fans,
I just finished typing this up, in my keyboarding class (i HATE this class!!! its boring!!) and so i thought, since i have it typed up and i can get on my laptop that i would upload 'My Older Brother's Best Friend... Wait What Older Brother?! -Chapter 8'. This chapter is going to get into something BIG, so keep a watch out for chapter 9. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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My Older Brother's Best Friend... Wait What Older Brother?! -Chapter 8
Recap of Last Chapter:
-Alex's Point of View
"Eh, wait, there's still something you've got to do for me." I state grinning evilly at her. My grin widens as she looks at my face and her eyes widen.
"L-like w-what?" she asks.
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-Scarlet's Point of View
I watch as he comes closer to me with that evil grin plastered on his face. I take a step back away from him, bumping into the wall. I look up at him, scared to death, on what he wants for me. He continues coming closer until our bodies are inches away from touching. I can feel his breath as he breathes out and stares into my eyes.
"I need help getting the girl of my dreams to be with me. But I just don't know how to do that without her older brother/my best friend knowing. Can you help?" He says quietly to me. I can feel my heart drop as I remember that he likes May, not me. Wait, I don't even like him, so why do I care if he doesn't like me or not. I quickly shake away my thoughts and nod my head yes. He smiles and gives me a quick hug as he whispers 'thanks' into my ear.
As we're cooking breakfast, I hear Cameron sleepily coming down the stairs. He greets Drake and makes his way into the kitchen. "Hey, what smells so good?" he asks as he sits down at the island counter.
"Chocolate chip pancakes with chocolate syrup/regular syrup, eggs, bacon/sausage, and biscuits. Oh and milk, coffee, and orange juice." I list. A wide smile spreads across his face as he rubs his hands together, hungrily.
"Yummy!" he states as he reaches for a piece of bacon from the plate on the island. But before he can grab a piece, I smack his hand away.
"Not yet." I smile, as he rubs his hand where I had smacked his hand and a fake hurt expression on his face.
-May's Point of View
===Dreaming===
The note reads:
"Your as beautiful as the sea
That's what your seem like to me
You are the key
That unlocks me
Just the gleam of your eyes
Tells me things you try to hide
Go to the football field at 4:00 p.m. today after school."
I read over the note one more time then put it into my pocket and grab my English text book from my locker. I close my locker and hurry up to English class before I'm late. All throughout class though, I found myself spacing out and thinking of who the mystery guy is. I've never had anyone write poetry about me like that before. Hell, no ones ever written poetry about me ever. But this could be all a joke. Cameron's 'friends' could be doing this to try and embarrass me again. Although, I don't think it could be 'cause they can't write poetry like that, even if they had the rest of eternity to write it. Anyways, as I'm out in my own world I didn't hear the dismissal bell ring, meaning school was out, until some one tapped me on my shoulder.
