Entering the Brooks' house was something very nerve racking for me personally. I followed Luke into the house hold. He led me into a dimly lit hallway. "sorry about the lighting we forgot to change the bulb." he mumbled I just smiled at him in reply. We entered the huge living room that was painted with soft homey colours attached to a kitchen, that blends in nicely with the sitting area. "take a seat feel right at home. I'll be back give me a few minutes. Ok?" he informed a little too cheery.
"U mm..... ok" I said a little unsure
"Be right back." He said walking away he stopped and turned to face me "don't move." He added leaving me alone standing awkwardly in the middle of the living room.
I took the opportunity to look at the family photos that were hung on the wall and displayed near the faireplace.
One of a young brunette boy probably 8 years old with two young girls one with beach blonde hair and one with soft light brown hair. Who are they curiosity was killing me. That was until I saw the boys eyes my eyes widened in shock."Brooks?" I whispered in shock. But Luke is blonde, what the hell. I reached out to get a closer look but I was interupted.
"What do you think you are doing?" I heard a slightly annoyed voice behind. I turned around and found a light brown ombred haired girl with dark brown chocolaty eyes. "Who let you in?" She asked and I could tell she wasn't very fond of me either. I went to open my mouth and say something but she beat me to it "Look if you're one of my brothers crazy psycho bimbos, I suggest you leave. He doesn't like his sluts to stay around long. Just leave!" She pointed
To the direction of the front door. I was taken a back by her statement. What the hell is wrong with this girl. Do I look like slut? No I don't I look appropriate I'm not wearing booty shorts or an over exposing shirt.
"excuse me ?" I said in a defenssive tone "I am not a.." I didn't get the chance to continue cause I was interrupted once again.
"Megan! Why are you shouting." Came a voice from the hallway.
A girl with long beach blonde hair up to the and grey eyes that showed various emotions at once and pierced your soul appeared in front of me. She also gave me a glare like the other girl but this time it was harsher then 'Megan's' mainly because of her piercing grey eyes. If looks could kill she would have probably murdered me 10 times already. "who are you? Look we don't appreciate whores in our house." That's it what the fuck is up with people thinking I'm a whore!!!!!
"What the hell are you girls talking about I'm just.." I was again interrupted by a familiar voice. For gods sake have you guys no manners!
"Megan? Pipper? What are guys doing home I thought you guys were sleeping over at Tiffany's tonight?'"
They didn't even bother responded they both pointed at me simultaneously and asked in the same harsh tone "who is she?!"
"This is Emily. She's my friend so be nice." He warned.They both looked at me up and down and glared and I glared back.
"Whatever." Mumbled the brunette and she walked off upstairs.
The blonde girl glared at me once again and followed after her sister. I just stared confusingly behind them. "I see you met the twins." Luke teased "Don't worry they'll warm up to you soon, they're always like that around my girl-friends."
