Chapter 2
I pull into the driveway of the cafe. I look into my rear view mirror. I look good. (Laugh) I get out of the car then fix my clothes. I'm ready. Just be yourself. Ok. I'm walking in. Don't fall. Don't fall .. He sees me. Just walk up to him.
"Hey."
"Hey. Glad toi could make it." a dit Lucas
"I'm glad toi could make it, too."
"Well. I work here so..." a dit Lucas
"You work here? Cool."
"Yeah. This is actually my mom's cafe. Let me introduce you." a dit Lucas
"Oh goody." I a dit nervously
Good impression. Good impression. Good impression.
"Mom, this is Brooke. Brooke, my mom." a dit Lucas
"Pleasure to meet you." a dit Karen
"You to. This is a nice cafe toi have."
"Thank you. I try." a dit Karen
That went better than I thought. BOO-YA!!!!!!! Too corny, uh?
"How was the date?" asked Peyton
"It went better than I thought it would. I met his mom."
"Cool." a dit Peyton, "Someone's got a boyfriend."
"Shut up. What were toi doing all day?"
"Nothing. Hanging out with Nate." a dit Peyton
"Cool. Well, I have to get home. I have curfew."
"Poor you." a dit Peyton
"I know right. Bye." then I leave
Ok. Just in case toi didn't know. Peyton is my best friend. She's been since we were kids. Nathan is her annoying but hot brother. But he has nothing on Lucas if toi ask me. (Laugh)
"It's pass you're curfew." a dit Victoria
"I know. It won't happen again."
"It better not." a dit Victoria
"Why did toi leave?"
"That doesn't matter." a dit Victoria, "Go to bed."
"It may not matter to you, but it matters to me. Ever since dad died-" Victoria cuts me off
"I don't wanna talk about that." a dit Victoria
"You seem to never do." then I storm into my room
She never wants to talk about dad. Every time I bring it up she changes the subject. I know she has a secret. No matter how much she tries to hide it.
The seconde jour of school. The only thing that's on my mind is Lucas. I'm walking, looking around for him when I notice him with some chick. I'm trying to come up with the best approach. I don't wanna cause a scene. I don't even know all the facts. Oh my God! They're hugging. I've never seen her a jour in my life. Is she knew too? Mmh. Just... ask him.
"Hey, Luke."
"Hey Brooke." a dit Lucas, "This is my sister Haley."
Sister? And that's why toi don't cause a scene. I would've been looking like a freak show. Plus, it's not like we're dating. At least now I know that there's still a chance. BOO-YA!!!!! Still corny?
"Hi." a dit Haley
"Hi."
"Well, I have to get to class. I'll see toi at the cafe." a dit Haley then walks off
"Haley was adopted. We've been best Friends since we were 8. When her parents died we took her in. She was like a sister to me anyway." a dit Lucas
"That's sweet."
That really is sweet. I'm not saying that to be flirty. Ok, maybe a little. But not all the way. He's such a gentlemen. I think i'm in love. (Laughs) Just kidding.
"So.. wanna do something today?"
"Sure." a dit Lucas
"I know a great place we can go. Here's my address. Be there at 8. Smile." then I take his picture
"Why did toi take a picture of me?" asked Lucas
"You'll find out tonight. Cya." then I walks off flirtatiously
As i'm in my bathroom putting on my make-up there's a knock on the door. That must be Peyton. She a dit she was gonna come over. I need my bff opinion. Yes, Brooke Davis needs an opinion. I'm not a fashionista all the time, toi know.
"Hey." a dit Peyton
"Hey. I need your help."
"Brooke Davis needs help? Wow." a dit Peyton
"Whatever. Which one should I wear?"
Theses are the outfits choices: 1) A white tank haut, retour au début with a black vest and black jeans with white earrings and a silver collier with black feathers. 2) A burgany strapless dress with a black ceinture and black pumps. 3) Jean veste with a white chemise that says "Hottie." and a jean mini skirt. with white Perls and black boots.
"You don't wanna be skanky but toi don't wanna be classy. Plus, you're going to a bar. I say the vest." a dit Peyton
"I thought so."
"When will he be here?" asked Peyton
"In about 5 minutes."
"What?" asked Peyton
Then there's a knock on the door followed par the doorbell. I'm not ready yet. I don't wanna keep him waiting. So, Peyton opens the door.
"Hey." a dit Peyton
"Hey." a dit Lucas
"Brooke's not ready yet but toi can sit down and wait for her. It'll only take a sec." a dit Peyton
"Ok." a dit Lucas
"I'm ready now."
"You look nice." a dit Lucas
"Thanks, I try my best. toi look good yourself."
He was wearing blue jeans with a red chemise and a brown long sleeve jacket. But no matter what he's wearing, he'll still be SUPER H-O-T-T HOTT!
"Wow. This is where toi wanted to take me." a dit Lucas
"Yeah. This place is fun."
"It looks like it. So.. whatcha wanna do?" asked Lucas
"Well... we can play some pool, grab a beer, and the last thing is up to you."
"Sounds like fun." a dit Lucas
After I got done beating Lucas at pool, we handed for the bar and grab a beer. Of course we had to be 21 but I had it covered.
"Here toi go, Bridget and Henry." a dit the Bartender
"That why toi took my picture?" asked Lucas
"Yep. So... tell me about you."
"My favori color is blue. I l’amour rock musique and reading. And... I stink at pool." a dit Lucas
"Cool."
Rock musique and reading????? Ok......
"So... you're turn to decide what to do next."
"Really? Ok.... umm...." a dit Lucas
Kiss me. Kiss me. Kiss me.
"We can play pool again." a dit Lucas
"Great." I a dit not excitedly
And... he didn't Kiss me. Bummer!
I pull into the driveway of the cafe. I look into my rear view mirror. I look good. (Laugh) I get out of the car then fix my clothes. I'm ready. Just be yourself. Ok. I'm walking in. Don't fall. Don't fall .. He sees me. Just walk up to him.
"Hey."
"Hey. Glad toi could make it." a dit Lucas
"I'm glad toi could make it, too."
"Well. I work here so..." a dit Lucas
"You work here? Cool."
"Yeah. This is actually my mom's cafe. Let me introduce you." a dit Lucas
"Oh goody." I a dit nervously
Good impression. Good impression. Good impression.
"Mom, this is Brooke. Brooke, my mom." a dit Lucas
"Pleasure to meet you." a dit Karen
"You to. This is a nice cafe toi have."
"Thank you. I try." a dit Karen
That went better than I thought. BOO-YA!!!!!!! Too corny, uh?
"How was the date?" asked Peyton
"It went better than I thought it would. I met his mom."
"Cool." a dit Peyton, "Someone's got a boyfriend."
"Shut up. What were toi doing all day?"
"Nothing. Hanging out with Nate." a dit Peyton
"Cool. Well, I have to get home. I have curfew."
"Poor you." a dit Peyton
"I know right. Bye." then I leave
Ok. Just in case toi didn't know. Peyton is my best friend. She's been since we were kids. Nathan is her annoying but hot brother. But he has nothing on Lucas if toi ask me. (Laugh)
"It's pass you're curfew." a dit Victoria
"I know. It won't happen again."
"It better not." a dit Victoria
"Why did toi leave?"
"That doesn't matter." a dit Victoria, "Go to bed."
"It may not matter to you, but it matters to me. Ever since dad died-" Victoria cuts me off
"I don't wanna talk about that." a dit Victoria
"You seem to never do." then I storm into my room
She never wants to talk about dad. Every time I bring it up she changes the subject. I know she has a secret. No matter how much she tries to hide it.
The seconde jour of school. The only thing that's on my mind is Lucas. I'm walking, looking around for him when I notice him with some chick. I'm trying to come up with the best approach. I don't wanna cause a scene. I don't even know all the facts. Oh my God! They're hugging. I've never seen her a jour in my life. Is she knew too? Mmh. Just... ask him.
"Hey, Luke."
"Hey Brooke." a dit Lucas, "This is my sister Haley."
Sister? And that's why toi don't cause a scene. I would've been looking like a freak show. Plus, it's not like we're dating. At least now I know that there's still a chance. BOO-YA!!!!! Still corny?
"Hi." a dit Haley
"Hi."
"Well, I have to get to class. I'll see toi at the cafe." a dit Haley then walks off
"Haley was adopted. We've been best Friends since we were 8. When her parents died we took her in. She was like a sister to me anyway." a dit Lucas
"That's sweet."
That really is sweet. I'm not saying that to be flirty. Ok, maybe a little. But not all the way. He's such a gentlemen. I think i'm in love. (Laughs) Just kidding.
"So.. wanna do something today?"
"Sure." a dit Lucas
"I know a great place we can go. Here's my address. Be there at 8. Smile." then I take his picture
"Why did toi take a picture of me?" asked Lucas
"You'll find out tonight. Cya." then I walks off flirtatiously
As i'm in my bathroom putting on my make-up there's a knock on the door. That must be Peyton. She a dit she was gonna come over. I need my bff opinion. Yes, Brooke Davis needs an opinion. I'm not a fashionista all the time, toi know.
"Hey." a dit Peyton
"Hey. I need your help."
"Brooke Davis needs help? Wow." a dit Peyton
"Whatever. Which one should I wear?"
Theses are the outfits choices: 1) A white tank haut, retour au début with a black vest and black jeans with white earrings and a silver collier with black feathers. 2) A burgany strapless dress with a black ceinture and black pumps. 3) Jean veste with a white chemise that says "Hottie." and a jean mini skirt. with white Perls and black boots.
"You don't wanna be skanky but toi don't wanna be classy. Plus, you're going to a bar. I say the vest." a dit Peyton
"I thought so."
"When will he be here?" asked Peyton
"In about 5 minutes."
"What?" asked Peyton
Then there's a knock on the door followed par the doorbell. I'm not ready yet. I don't wanna keep him waiting. So, Peyton opens the door.
"Hey." a dit Peyton
"Hey." a dit Lucas
"Brooke's not ready yet but toi can sit down and wait for her. It'll only take a sec." a dit Peyton
"Ok." a dit Lucas
"I'm ready now."
"You look nice." a dit Lucas
"Thanks, I try my best. toi look good yourself."
He was wearing blue jeans with a red chemise and a brown long sleeve jacket. But no matter what he's wearing, he'll still be SUPER H-O-T-T HOTT!
"Wow. This is where toi wanted to take me." a dit Lucas
"Yeah. This place is fun."
"It looks like it. So.. whatcha wanna do?" asked Lucas
"Well... we can play some pool, grab a beer, and the last thing is up to you."
"Sounds like fun." a dit Lucas
After I got done beating Lucas at pool, we handed for the bar and grab a beer. Of course we had to be 21 but I had it covered.
"Here toi go, Bridget and Henry." a dit the Bartender
"That why toi took my picture?" asked Lucas
"Yep. So... tell me about you."
"My favori color is blue. I l’amour rock musique and reading. And... I stink at pool." a dit Lucas
"Cool."
Rock musique and reading????? Ok......
"So... you're turn to decide what to do next."
"Really? Ok.... umm...." a dit Lucas
Kiss me. Kiss me. Kiss me.
"We can play pool again." a dit Lucas
"Great." I a dit not excitedly
And... he didn't Kiss me. Bummer!
Remembering is just an invention of the mind,
So toi need not try to remember something,
toi remember it automatically.
Which is the best thing that toi could have.
The good times that we had...
It is placed in a portion of your mind.
The bad times that we had...
It is placed in the other part of your mind.
toi try to forget all of the bad things that happened,
But it is not possible.
It is stuck in you.
The bad things are painted in ink on your heart.
The good things, toi try to remember.
And they stay.
They never go.
Never leave you.
Remembering is just an invention of the mind.
And, well...I guess I'm happy for that.
So I can remember every friend I've had,
Every boyfriend,
And all the good times.
Every memory will never leave my heart.
They will never be forsaken.
Never.
So toi need not try to remember something,
toi remember it automatically.
Which is the best thing that toi could have.
The good times that we had...
It is placed in a portion of your mind.
The bad times that we had...
It is placed in the other part of your mind.
toi try to forget all of the bad things that happened,
But it is not possible.
It is stuck in you.
The bad things are painted in ink on your heart.
The good things, toi try to remember.
And they stay.
They never go.
Never leave you.
Remembering is just an invention of the mind.
And, well...I guess I'm happy for that.
So I can remember every friend I've had,
Every boyfriend,
And all the good times.
Every memory will never leave my heart.
They will never be forsaken.
Never.
*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went par and plus pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went par and plus pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
It is 120 years into the future and the Rights Organization is stronger than ever. They are killing plus people than ever and there are only three people that can save the World and they are children. Jordan is a thirteen an old witch and is the daughter of the Greek god sun, Apollo. Mark, a fourteen an old wizard who is the son of Demeter. And last but not least Ivy is a thirteen an old daughter of Ares and a great witch. These three children are the worlds only hope. Read Half and Half, The Begining of the End.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants toi to do something,
ou be something
That sometimes toi don’t want to be?
They are those!
toi know them!
toi probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect toi to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
toi don’t want to take.
They are those who expect toi to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
toi prefer to be small and humble.
But do toi think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since toi were born,
Came up with a path for toi in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.