Have You Seen This Girl? (On Hold PLEASE DO NOT READ YET)

Chapter 7

Brooke's POV

Wow. Luke kissed me. And I think I kind of liked it. It was probably an accident or something. He probably didn't mean it and now feels really guilty. So I shoved it away and finished my drive home. I made myself think of what's going to happen with my mom when she sees I arrive home an hour and a half late. So when I pulled in the driveway I tried to be quiet closing my car door and opening the front door. I locked it and turned around at the same time the light was flicked on in the living room.

"You're late." My mom said.

"I know and I'm sorry. I fell asleep on the couch by mistake and we lost track of time."

"Where was Luke?"

"He was on the couch with me." I looked down at my books.

"So you fell asleep together." It was more a statement than a question.

"Well not really together, together. We were just both on the same cushions at the same time and I had my head on his chest."

"Brooke, you're sixteen. You've known him for what? Two weeks?"

"Nothing happened! We just slept. We were in the middle of a movie and I noticed he had dozed off so I shut my eyes and I didn't intend to actually fall asleep but I did and that's all. All my clothes were on and so were his. Except his shirt." My mother raised her eyebrows at that. "He was getting hot so he asked if he could take it off and I said I didn't care. But nothing happened. I swear." She looked at me for a beat.

"And you promise that?" She finally asked.

"Promise."

"Okay. Just don't let it happen again. Especially on a school night. Or at all."

"Got it. Won't happen again."

"Now go to bed. You have to get up in a few hours." I hustled past her and tiptoed up to my room on account of my brothers were both asleep in their room. I set my books down and pulled on a pair of pajama pants and a tank top. I crawled under the covers to try and fall back asleep.

*****

Five and half hours later I was dragging my behind out of my big, comfy bed and shuffled to the bathroom. I showered and dressed in a pair of black yoga capris and a light blue tank top with a black and white button up over top. I blow dried my hair and fluffed it up a bit. I added some mascara to my lashes and eyeliner to top it off. I brushed my teeth and grabbed my bag and headed to the kitchen for something to eat.

"Morning, mom." I said and kissed her on the cheek. She was making scrambled eggs and toast.

"Morning, honey." She said back.

"Sorry again about last night." I put my bag down by the door and and poured myself a glass of milk.

"It's fine, but like I said, no more." She pointed a butter knife at me. I put my hands up in surrender.

"Promise." Brett and Andrew walked in and sat at the table. My mom took one look at them and handed the knife to me.

"Will you get Andrew some breakfast? Brett doesn't match."

"Sure." I obeyed her orders and got two plated out while her and Brett went to go change his clothes.

"How many pieces of toast do you want?" I asked Andrew.

"Two!" He replied and held up his pointed and middle fingers.

"Got it." I smiled and put the two plated together. I brought them both over to the table and set one in front of my brother and the other in front of me. He went to town on those eggs.