brooke
the first day of school was a drag, and first period wasn't even over yet.
the classes had to take stupid notes about the class rules as well as the school rules, which honestly no one was writing down.
but of course, brooke had a bit of anxiety that they would have some sort of surprise quiz this week about the rules, so she decided to write them down even though her hand was cramping.
the class was boring, the aroma of the class itself was so, so unexciting. the walls were plain white and the desks a natural wood color. the teacher himself was dull, blue jeans, and some football team hoodie.
basically nothing brooke was hoping for after watching pretty little liars this summer.
she knew if she decided to text harry, no one would notice, no one would even care. the teacher looked like he had been surviving these past couple days on coffee, he wouldn't notice a single thing, (she really needed to get his name).
but knowing that harry still had about an hour and a half until he was out of school, she decided not too. he was probably busy with notes and whatever british kids do in school to even notice brooke texted him.
she just missed him, well rationally she couldn't miss him since they never officially met. but she missed his stupid spelling errors and that stupid little laugh that sounded loud and deep over facetime, (his laugh actually wasn't that stupid, it was cute.)
brooke sighed and rested her cheek against her palm.
"psst," someone whispered as they tapped brooke on the shoulder.
brooke turned around to see her closest friend, emily, sitting right behind her.
brooke smiled, "oh, hey."
emily rolled her eyes, (something she got from brooke), "i've been trying to get your attention for the past twenty minutes."
brooke shrugged sheepishly. "sorry?"
"anyways," emily lowered her head as the teacher gave them a glance, "i'm coming over after school since we haven't hung out for like a week."
brooke nodded, "okay, i have a lot to tell you about anyways."
emily's lips turned up into a smirk, "what is it about?"
brooke shook her head and did some sort of laugh that was more of a large outtake of breath with a small snort, "a boy."
an: hey so i'm taking my time with this story so it doesn't have millions of non-understandable sentences like my last fan fiction where I had to edit for like five million days, so I'll update around every 2-4 ish days
