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Carson

"Please shut up,  am so done with hearing you whining." Carson glared at Greg

"But i wanna drive!" Greg pouted, crossing his arms over his chest like a little kid.

"Okay, i understand, but i'm surprising Brooke therefore i'm driving." Carson explained. He opened his black SUV and threw his luggage in the back.

"Fine, then i call shotgun." Greg said, doing the same thing as Carson butt with his luggage.

"No way!" Hayden yelled from the door of Carson's house." Carson groaned, stepping around his two best friends and taking the seat behind the wheel.

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Brooke

"Oh my God, what the hell is wrong with you? It's eight in the morning i have no time for you-"

"Calm down," Eric interrupted his sister by covering her mouth with his hand. He quickly retracted his hand, wiping it on the back of his jeans. "Ew, why did you lick me! You're so gross Brooke."

"You're annoying, so i guess we're even," She shot back, pulling the covers over her head.  "Leave my room now."

"No," he ripped the covers off Brooke again. "I need your help."

"Why?" Brooke whined, turning over on the bed, stuffing her pillow in her face.

"because..." Eric raked his brain for a good excuse. "We need to go Christmas shopping. Duhh."

"Seriously? we always go last minute Christmas shopping Eve."

"Okay, but guess what buttercup," he smile, with his tone condescending. "We're going today."

"I don't have to go with you."

"Brooke Kate, get off this god damn bed this second or i'll."

"You'll what?" Brooke challenged, peering at him.

"I'll dump cold water all over you."

"You wouldn't dare." Brooke's voice came out muffled, since she slammed her head back on her pillow.

"Try me." Eric said in a sing song voice as he walked out of her room. As soon as Brooke heard the water running in the bathroom, she shot out of bed, not wanting to start off the day soaking wet.

"I'm up, i'm up!" She yelled as she looked through her drawers for something nice to wear. She decided on a pair of skinny jeans and the t-shirt she had brought at Carson's concert, since she was remembering her and Carson conversation from the night before.

A smile made it's way onto her lips as she recalled what he had told her ; he wanted to send her postcards. She couldn't wait for the to go on tour and now she secretly hoped he would have a show in Oklahoma so she could see Carson again.

Brooke just admit that the whole 'just friends' thing wasn't her favourite idea, but she also had to admit thing were less... complicated now, even though it had only been a few days since they had agreed to remain broken up.

"Eric!" Brooke shrieked. "I have to buy Carson a Christmas present!"

Eric peeked into her room, an eyebrow raised, "And why is that." he hoped she hadn't found out about the plan. He hadn't sad anything! How could she had figured it out?!

"Because it's christmas in a couple of days and we're friends," Brooke rolled her eyes. "So, i need you to take me to buy him some vans or clothes or...." She pursed her lips "BASKETBALL!" She exclaimed. "We have to get him so basketball stuff! He loves basketball!"