I Cross Myhart (a beau brooks fan-fiction)

Chappie 1

chapter 1

Ello lovelies! Welcome to my first chappie :) if you have any interesting ideas or something, feel free to comment. (Picture above is of Sará)

Enjoy!

"TAYA! TUH-AHA! EARTH TO TAYA!"

My eyes slowly drifted open from Sará's screechy voice calling over top of me.
Irritated, I grabbed the warm pillow I had been sleeping on, and covered it over my ears.
Sará exited my room, and re-entered. "Whatta you want?" I moaned.

"C'mon, get up! You have a big day ahead of you" I pulled the pillow tighter over my face, attempting to block all sounds out of my ears. "Seriously, tay, don't make me do this to you".

"Uh, do what to m-"

A wave of sharp, cold, water had been poured on top of me. Excess water dribbled down my face, leaving paths of ice cold water glued to me.

"FUCK, FUCK! What the hell Sara?!" I screamed. I could tell she was trying to hold in giggles, making me rage even more. "Woah woah, calm the duck down!" Sara squealed. "O no you did NOT just pull the duck!" I looked up at her, trying to keep a straight face. She couldn't hold it in any longer, so she started collapsing onto her knees and clutching her stomach in the pain of laughing so hard. I probably looked like a wet rat right now. Oh, wait, I am one. "fine, fine. But, stop laughing". I pouted, sticking out my bottom lip. She got up a couple minutes later, face tomato red from her previous hysterics.

Sara rolled her eyes at me and tugged me out of bed. I dug my nails into the matress, refusing to move. "Fine. No maccas then." She let go and turned her back to me.

I jumped out of bed. "I'm ready! Please please take me! I'm so sorry" I begged desperately. I crawled onto my knees and looked up at her with puppy eyes. okay okay, maybe a little over the top. I dunno about you, but I would do anything for mcdonalds.

She turned back around with her chin up, "Hmpf. Lets go.." I jumped up and hugged my crazy friend. "But.." I sighed, knowing she would say that. "Before we go.. Tell me what today is."

"pft" i said, waving my hand in the air as if saying 'this is easy'. "Saturday." I said confidently.

She stared at me with her jaw dropped. "You seriously don't know what today is?"

"Hm, well today is Saturday, so I don't see why you're getting your knickers in a knot.
But if thats not the answer, is it Luke Brooks birthday"!? I asked, my eyes gleaming at the thought of the sexy janoskian.

"Um. Okay. Now you are scaring me. Taya, its your effing birthday"
I started laughing like a hyena. "HAHAHAhahahahehe...huh" I slowly trailed off since I didn't actually remember my own fucking birthday.

Sara smirked and pulled me into a hug. "You see, this is why you're my best friend."
I let out a couple 'awws', and then we headed out.

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Later that day....

I started sorting out the new clothes sara had bought for me on my birthday shopping spree.
Okay, so she kind of went over board on the clothes shopping for me, because her parents are loaded. And i'm talking about the big stuff here. Like millionaires.

"TAYA! WERE LEAVING IN 30!" Sara yelled from her room. We were going to a party for my birthday, not a birthday party, just a random party sara insisted on going to..

30 minutes went bye, and I did my hair, makeup, and picked out my outfit. I decided to wear a navy crop top with high wasted light shorts.

I checked myself out in the mirror, giving a little nod of acceptance. Wow, Taya, you did something good for once! I had to admit, I looked pretty hot.

I turned the nob on the door, opened it, and walked straight into sara.
"Whew! Sorry about that!" I apoligized.
Sara giggled. "Thats okay! And boy, you cleaned up nicely."
I smiled in appreciation and flipped my hair like an egotistical 14 year old.
"Kay then, lets go" I said, walking down the stairs.
"Yerps."

As soon as I was about to hop in saras red bmw convertible, my iPhone buzzed in my pocket.
I had a black "fuck you" case on it. I normally use it for formal occassions with my family, but this seemed suitable.

"Text?" Sara asked politely. I bobbled my head.
"And its from my ex-boyfriend." I frowned as I read the text. "Ooooh. spill it!" She asked like an annoying gossip girl. Well, i can't exactly say that, because sara is an annoying 18 year old gossip girl.

"Tyler: happy bday babe. See you at the party? ya?" I read aloud.
"Awh shit tay. Hes going to the party too."

"Don't worry. If I see Tyler, I'll bitch slap im'." Taylor giggled at what had just come out of my mouth.