Nothing is going right for Brooke, in fact, just about everything is going wrong.
So, she decides to live life like her perfect sister, Barbie. The obvious solution to her problems.
But is that really why things are getting better? Or is her new fri...
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"Do you think I should put myself back out there?" I ask André across the dinner table as we feast on lasagne.
He takes a bite of his garlic bread with furrowed brows. "What do you mean?"
I set my fork down. "Like get back out onto the dating scene again. Barbie has Will and he's her whole world. I've felt lonely since I ended things with Harry and I'm wondering whether having a boyfriend again would be good for me. What do you think?"
He coughs awkwardly and laces his fingers together, resting his chin on his joined hands. "I think finding yourself while you're single is more important than being in a relationship. Besides, I don't think you should look for love, it happens more often when you're least expecting it." André looks at me with a strange, faraway look in his eyes but blanks his features before I can decipher it.
"I know who I am," I say defiantly, crossing my arms over my chest and leaning back in my chair.
"You're legit pretending to be someone else," he deadpans in response, clearly not amused by me.
"I'm not pretending to be someone else," I dismiss him with a light scoff. "I'm trying to model my, clearly destructive, behaviour off of my sister's good nature. There's a difference."
He laughs at me. "Sure thing, B. Whatever helps you sleep at night." He starts to clear our plates and loading the dishwasher.
"Anyway, I'm gonna call my brother about my potential future romances. He'll give me a straight answer." I laugh to myself. "Straightest thing about him."
After three rings he picks up. "HOW DARE YOU?!" I hear through the phone. I immediately bring the device away from my ear and switch to speaker. I forgot how loud he can be.
"What are you on about, Ben?" I ask calmly, hoping he'll match my tone.
"YOU BROKE UP WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND? AND I FOUND OUT FROM BARBIE?! I have never been more offended in my life." He did not match my tone.
"Oh my god, Ben. Calm down, I thought I told you. I'm sorry. Can I now tell you why I called?" André peers at me with questioning eyes, clearly hoping Ben will agree with what he had previously told me about not trying to look for love.
My brother sighs heavily. "I guess so. Go on, sister dearest."
"Well, considering I've been single for a while I was wondering whether you think I should dive back into the dating pool. Can I point out this is further proof I thought you knew about my break up." While I'm speaking André appears next to me and rests an arm on the back of my seat, wanting to be involved in the conversation.
"Okay, you're forgiven because this is juicy and high key needs a lot of thinking about. Okay, just in case we clash opinions on this debate topic, do we have an objective third party to moderate?" I would laugh at how extra this boy is if I wasn't so used to it by now.
