The question that started it all
“Sam will toi please stop skating in my store. I can’t concentrate with toi whishing par every second,” Brooke a dit in frustration is she looked up from the sketch she was trying to finish for the past hour.
It had been 2 weeks since the kidnapping incident, and Brooke and Sam were finally moving on from the nightmarish experience. Currently Brooke and Sam were spending the afternoon at Clothes over Bros. Brooke had been trying to finish one of her sketches and since summer vacation had started, she had dragged Sam along with her to the store. 2 weeks were too soon for Brooke to feel comfortable in leaving Sam alone. But since the minutes ticked on, she started regretting her decision. With Sam skating all around the place, it was becoming incredibly hard for her to concentrate on her work.
“Still annoying toi huh?” a dit a playful voice from the door, and Brooke looked up to see Julian walking in the store.
After the ‘incident’, Brooke and Julian had starting becoming increasingly closer as friends. After that night, Brooke had realized that there was much plus to Julian than the cold, blustery façade he keeps up all the time. His caring attitude towards Sam had also done a lot into bringing the close together, and since Sam always kept bringing him around, Brooke couldn’t help but feel attracted to him.
“Oh toi have no idea,” Brooke moaned, “I have been trying to work on this sketch for hours and it’s still not done.”
“Would that sketch be one of the costumes for my movie?” Julian probed.
Another surprise that came after the ‘incident’ was that Brooke had agreed to make the costumes for Julian’s movie. When Julian had come to her again last week and asked her to rethink her decision to design the costumes for the movie, Brooke decided that it would the best interest for all of them if she took the project. After all, she needed work to get back Clothes over Bros on its feet, and Julian would be getting one of the best designer’s of town in his crew. Of course Sam’s insistence played a major part in influencing her decision, and for that, Julian would be eternally grateful to her.
“It’s supposed to be when I actually finish it,” Brooke complained.
“Well we can’t have that can we?” Julian asked teasingly with his signature smirk strictly in place.
“It’s your loss because if I can’t work then I can’t meet the deadline, and if I can’t meet the deadline then the production of your movie would be delayed,” Brooke a dit superiorly knowing that she had just won the conversation.
“Oh that won’t happen, because I am going to put a stop to it-now,” Julian a dit as he easily caught Sam par her arm as she was about to patin, patinage past him, completely bringing her to a stop.
“Hey, what the hell was that for?” Sam asked angrily as she took out the ipod earplugs out of her ears and stared angrily at the smirking man in front of her.
“No wonder she doesn’t hear toi screaming at her,” Julian a dit amusedly as he pointed to the musique blaring from the ear plugs.
“Pshhh like toi wouldn’t do the same thing if toi were in my situation. No one wants to hear Brooke scream,” Sam a dit smiling wickedly knowing that her commentaire would piss Brooke off.
“Uh excuse me. This is my store, toi do what I tell toi to do, and that means no skateboarding when I am working on my sketch,” Brooke a dit severely.
“But that’s totally unfair. toi drag me here against my will and then toi tell me to sit quietly in one corner like some priss? There’s no way in hell I am doing that. Come Julian don’t just stand there, back me up her,” Sam a dit looking towards Julian for help.
“I would l’amour to save toi from the strict ruling of your dictatorship of your foster mother, but I am sort of helpless at the moment. Since she is working on the costume designs for my movie, I will have to ask toi to go par her rules ou I am the one who’s going to suffer,” Julian a dit apologetically.
“Jeez, I never thought I would see the jour where Julian Baker would be sucking up to Brooke Davis. But miracles happen, I guess,” Sam a dit disgustedly as she tried to pry her hand away from Julian’s grasp, but all it did was made Julian tighten his hold on her arm.
“I am not sucking up Samantha. I am just looking out for my back like I always do. toi of all people should understand that,” Julian a dit playfully.
“Okay first, never call me Samantha, and second, there is no way I am as self-centered as toi are. toi have the biggest ego I have seen in this town,” Sam a dit shuddering in disgust.
“Whatever Sam I know you’re jealous,” Julian a dit seriously.
“Jealous? Of you? Wow that’s rich,” Sam scoffed rolling her eyes.
“You know what Brooke? I don’t think Sam’s being very nice. I think toi should do what toi were telling me about yesterday,” Julian a dit mysteriously as he looked at Brooke.
“Hmm…maybe I should. I mean there’s nothing for her to do here, I think jour camp would perfectly for her,” Brooke a dit in a contemplative tone.
“Day camp?” Sam choked out in horror, “You’re thinking of sending me to jour camp?”
“Well I have donné it some thought, and who knows it might be good for you,” Brooke a dit with a straight face, but on the inside she was bursting with laughter at the horrified look on Sam’s face. She had no intention of sending Sam to any jour camp. In fact, this whole conversation had been just made up on the spot. Julian and her had had no conversation yesterday and there had been no mention of a jour camp either. But Sam didn’t need to know that did she?
“Oh no. Oh hell no. There’s no way toi can send me to a jour camp. I am not going and if toi force me to, I’ll run away,” Sam a dit threateningly.
“Now we both know that that’s an empty threat. After what happened, I don’t think you’ll be running anywhere anything soon. But if I were toi and I wanted to convince my foster mother to not send me to the dreaded jour camp, I’d put that skateboard in one corner and do as she says,” Julian said, his eyes twinkling in amusement at the indignant look on Sam’s face.
“You know it should be illegal to be so smug. Taking advantage of a vulnerable 15-year old? toi guys should be ashamed of yourself,” Sam a dit disdainfully, and after throwing Brooke and Julian the angriest glare she could muster, she picked up her skateboard and breaking free of Julian’s grip, she walked over to the corner and placed the skateboard against the mur like Julian had suggested.
When she returned, she found Brooke and Julian trying very hard to conceal their laughter.
“What? What’s so funny?” Sam demanded annoyed.
“Nothing. Absolutely nothing,” Julian a dit in a controlled voice, but his eyes told her that he was lying.
“Liar. Tell me what’s so funny?” Sam asked again.
“Oh honey we were messing with you,” Brooke a dit trying very hard to contain her laughter, “There is no jour camp. It was all a joke.”
“A joke?!? A joke?!?” Sam spluttered angrily, “Oh toi guys are evil. Pure evil. I can’t believe toi guys would do this to me, especially now that I am so vulnerable.”
“Oh hon that vulnerable trick won’t work with me. That sad face and pouty face is not bringing toi any sympathy from me. We all know you’ve been using that sad girl technique to get away from things. I can’t even count the number of times Haley, Peyton and Lucas have fell into that trap in the last two weeks,” Julian said, deeply amused par the changes in Sam’s facial appearance throughout this tirade.
“You know what toi can go to hell. And take Brooke while you’re at it. toi guys will make the perfect couple, your evilness compliments each other perfectly,” Sam a dit flatly.
And even though her words were meant to be playful, they caused the complete opposite effect. The implication behind her words made Brooke blush slightly and Julian was looking everywhere but at Brooke.
“Uh yeah,” Julian started awkwardly, “I should be going, it’s getting pretty late. I just came here to see if toi got any sketches done but since they’re not completed yet, I’ll drop par tomorrow to pick them up.”
“Yeah sure, sounds great,” Brooke a dit quietly all the précédant humor gone from her voice.
“Alright then, I’ll see toi guys later,” Julian said, and with that he turned around and started towards the door.
But he hadn’t even taken two steps when Brooke stopped him.
“Yeah?” Julian inquired as he turned to face her.
“I was wondering, what I wanted to ask was ifyouwouldliketohavedinneratmyplacetonight,” Brooke a dit in a rush, her cheeks tinged rose from embarrassment. Why hadn’t she remained quiet? The seconde she saw Julian turn around, she had this strange urge to ask him to dinner, and before the rational side of her mind could kick in, the words had already escaped her big mouth.
“Um could toi repeat that a little slowly?” Julian asked bewildered.
“Okay, I was wondering if toi would like to have dîner at my place tonight,” Brooke repeated slowly her face heating up with every word. But she had a dit it, and now it all depended on his answer.
“Oh, oh,” Julian said, his eyes widening as he realized just exactly what Brooke had asked him, “Yeah sure. Sounds great. Does 8 sound good because I have to be at the studios till 7?”
“Yeah 8 sound perfect,” Brooke squeaked out, surprised that he had accepted without so much as a question.
“Cool. See toi tonight then,” Julian said, and with that he turned once again and walked out the door but this time, he had a big cul, ass smile on his face.
Julian’s exit seemed to have brought a stunned Sam out of her reverie. Was she dreaming ou had Brooke actually asked Julian out on a date?
Turning towards Brooke with a shocked face, she asked, “What the hell was that Brooke?”
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