•two weeks later•
"I'm really considering it Brooke!" I try to hide my smile under my pillow.
"No! It wouldn't look right!" She yells back, I groan.
"What's wrong with cutting my hair just a little bit!? Ooh, what about bangs?" I suggest and she pretends to throw up.
"Ew, bangs wouldn't look right on you," Rebecca says on FaceTime.
"That's what I'm saying!" Brook agrees and I laugh.
"You both suck. It's Friday, I want to do something spontaneous." I chuck a pillow at her.
"I can't believe it's already going to be August tomorrow." I sigh and Rebecca nods.
"Your gonna be 18." Brooke mimics crying.
"Shut up." I groan, flopping back onto the bed.
"When's your birthday again?" Brooke asks.
"August 16th." I smile and Rebecca cheers on FaceTime.
"Is your mom coming down to see you?" Brooklyn asks and I shrug.
"But I know who is!" I smirk at Rebecca.
"Yeah, I'm coming for like, three days. Which kinda sucks. I'm not gonna wanna leave. But I should be there ON THE 12TH!" Rebecca yells, I smile at her and I nod.
"I'm not gonna want you to leave either. I'm sure you and Brook will love each other though." I smile and Brooke smiles at Becca.
"Oh my god." Brooke says, attention going here, "we're the three B's." She puts her hands over her mouth dramatically. I smile and she grabs my hand and squeals.
"Oh my god! I love that." I almost start crying.
Maybe we had a little vodka. Of course, not too much.
"Oh my god, I can't wait until you guys meet!" I yell and Rebecca giggles.
"You guys have to get ready." Becca reminds us. We perk up. I gasp.
"Oh my god!" I lean towards Brooke, "we forgot about the party." I slur and she gasps. She stands up, almost slipping on the shoe underneath her. We both laugh our asses off.
"Show me your outfit Bri!" Becca whines and I wink at her. I sit up and grab my outfit. I hold it up and show Becca the black, skin-tight, crop top, the nice ripped, bleach stained jeans, and the white air forces. I also have a huge letterman jacket to go with it.
"That's really cute, actually," Becca says and I clap.
"Thank you." I bow and begin to change.
"Brook, I'm sure you have a look to serve." Rebecca remarks and Brook spins on her heel.
She's wearing a cheetah print bodysuit, booty shorts with a Gucci belt and some really long boots.
"Oh my god!" Becca squeals, "wait Bri, do you even know what your gonna do for your birthday?" She asks and I shrug.
"I'm kinda winging it. I've made a lot of," hiccup, "friends lately, so I might have one at the frat or something, I dunno." I shrug again and put on my pants.
"I'm throwing her something." Brooke whispers, I tilt my head.
"No your not." I laugh and she smiles.
"We'll see." She says and I roll my eyes.
♡
After Jake comes to pick us up and take us to the party, me and Brooke are... Hammered.
We walk in and look at the stuffy place around us. I hang my arm on Brooke's shoulder.
"This is gonna be so much fun!" I yell into her ear. She wiggles around and takes my hands to dance. I laugh and dance with her. We swing our straightened hair around, swaying with the sweating bodies surrounding us.
♡
It's been a couple of hours and I get thirsty again.
"You want more," hiccup, "drinks?" I ask. Her face lights up and nods frantically. I smile and we dance to the kitchen at the frat house.
"I just want a beer." I pout when Brooke grabs a bottle of fireball.
"Aw, Bri don't be boring!" She smiles and I nudge her. I bend down to grab a beer.
"Oh, didn't think you were gonna come." I hear the witch say. I grab my beer and turn around.
She and Shawn have become 'distant' apparently, not that they were even close in the first place. Speaking of Shawn, we haven't even kissed or even talked since that day with Daniel. Hell, no one's even seen him.
"Leave me alone," I whine and put my head on Brooke's shoulder.
"How's it going with your parents Brooke? You told them yet?" She asks, a smile growing on her face. Brooke's face goes a hot shade of red, "must suck to be a lesbian and not even tell your parents." She tilts her head. My eyes go wide. All faces in the kitchen turn to us.
"Shut the fuck up," I say, putting my beer down on the counter.
"Or what? You gonna tell your mom? Or your pretty little boyfriend? Oh, that's right, he cheated on-" I punch that hoe. Her head snaps to the side.
"BITCH FIGHT!" someone yells in the kitchen. Maria laughs and I just begin to breathe hard. Brooklyn puts her hand on my shoulder.
"Don't," Brooke whispers, I shake her hand off and Maria tries to smack me. I grab her hair and pull her down to the floor. She gets a good hit on my cheek. A bunch of people begins to quickly gather in the large kitchen.
I just ball my fist and climb on top of her to get an advantage. I swing punches instead of smacks. She attacks my face with smacks and even tries to scratch me. When I feel a burning sensation on my collarbone, I've had enough. I grab her hair, she shrieks, and I push her face hard onto the floor. She punches me square in the face. I see a bunch of flashlights surrounding us.
Then someone pulls me off of her, I begin to kick her instead.
"Brianna stop!" Whoever's carrying me yells. I squirm around. Maria gets up quickly, her nose begins to bleed. I punch the person holding my arm.
"Shawn let go of her," Brooke begs and my heart drops to my stomach. Everyone has all eyes on us. The music still plays in the background and nobody in the backyard even knows what going on.
I heave inbreathes and stare at Maria who's hair is all over the place. A tall guy I've seen before assists her.
Oh yeah, Mauricio!
"No I'm not putting her down, are you fucking insane?" Shawn says, squeezing me in his arms. I struggle to get out of his grip.
"Her collarbones bleeding and her cheeks turning red," Brook says, putting a finger on my cheek.
I just got in my first fight. Drunk.
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Romance~ Completed ~ This story is based off of the book, After by Anna Todd! I absolutely love the series and thought it would be a great idea to have more stories based around it. I give all credits to Anna and her amazing work. I hope you enjoy the roll...
