I was glad that I had not gone with Darren. It was quiet in the car. I and Brian were the only ones awake. Claire and Jake were asleep.
Music was playing at a low volume in the background, unlike in Darren's car where the music must be blasting at full volume. I pitied Sam.
"This is boring," Brian whined from the driver's seat.
"There is nothing you can do about it. You're driving and Claire and Jake are sleeping," I said.
"We did. The whole day." I reminded him.
"I don't know. What do you want to talk about?" He asked, glancing at me.
I thought for a while. "Let's play twenty questions."
"Okay. You start. No questions related to family."
"Fine. Um...what is your favourite book?"
"I don't like reading books."
"Seriously?" I asked him disbelievingly.
"Yeah. It's kind of boring and I don't see the point of reading books. What are we gonna do reading tha
Claire'sPOV:I was so damn sleepy. When I woke up, I was in a car. And Jake was there. He was staring at me. Over the few days we had known each other I have unusually grown closer to him too fast. I didn't think that it would do any harm though. It was not like he liked me or something, right?"Where are we?"He chuckled quietly. "We are at your house, of course.""Oh," I sat up straight. "What time is it?""Past one in the morning," He answered, glancing at his watch. I nodded."Brooke...is she home safely?" I asked, suddenly remembering her."Yes. Brian dropped her off at her house. I called him," he said and I nodded again."Um...you should go home too. You must be tired.""Yeah. I'll be leaving now," He nodded.I opened the car door and stumbled out of the car. Why was I so clumsy around hot guys like Jake?Jake got out of the car too, my bag in
Jake's POV:I liked her. I liked Claire. I still couldn't believe it. I kissed her, and the fact that she kissed me back only made my hopes rise far higher than should be. Maybe I could have a chance with her.I was eager to see her today. As soon as I reached school I hopped off my bike and went to my locker. Brian and Sam were already there.I think my enthusiasm was evident because Sam raised his eyebrows at me and asked, "What happened to you, bro? Did you get laid yesterday?"I scrunched up my nose in disgust. "I am not a fuckboy like you. I don't use girls. I don't know why I'm even friends with someone like you." I said, shaking my head."Same," Brian said.Sam chuckled and slapped my arm. His slaps are deadly, I tell you. "Ow! Don't do that." I said as rubbed my arm which he had slapped."You two love me and you two also need to grow up! You are seventeen and still not had sex!" He gave me a disbeliev
Brooke'sPOV:I didn't know what was going on anymore. Everything had changed. But for the worse.Last week was surreal. It was the best week of my life. And then suddenly, everything changed abruptly. It became a nightmare.What? How? Why? When?The questions jumped in my mind like freaking kangaroos. But there was no one to answer them.It had been a week since it happened. The ignorance, the kiss, Jake's face when Claire slapped him. Everything seemed like a very bad dream that shouldn't ever come true. Did it really happen?I wanted someone to tell me it was just a dream. I didn't want this.For seven days I saw a Jake who was not his usual self and even Claire had changed. It was surprising how seven days can change things rapidly.I saw Jake staring at Claire sometimes. I saw Claire staring at Jake sometimes. But they didn't talk at all. They were acting li
I think I was overreacting. I couldn't ignore him just because he didn't want to tell me his history. But I was like that. If I told someone something about myself, I would want to know about them too.Maybe he wasn't ready to open up. Maybe something happened to him worse than what happened to me.I should give him some space.I closed my locker door and head to my first class. Maths.I entered the class and immediately spotted Darren and Josh talking about something. I plopped myself on the seat beside Darren's and he looked away from the conversation he was having with Josh and smiled at me."Hey," I said."Hey," He replied. When he didn't say anything further I raised my eyebrows."What were you two talking about?" I asked, turning around to face Josh."You know the party that Darren was going to throw two weeks ago?" Josh started."Um...what party?" I asked, confused. I didn't remember them talking about any party a
Today was Friday and this was the day of the week that mom and I had what we called 'Friday Fun Day'. This was a thing that mom and I did every Friday if we were free. Ryan never joined us on our Friday fun days because he thought that we do only 'girly' stuff on that day. So he just spends the day at his friend's house and returns late at night. He actually was rarely at home. He was either at school after classes to do football practice or at a friend's house doing God knows what. But of course, he had strict warnings to not to indulge in...inappropriate activities like sleeping with someone, drinking or smoking. He was just sixteen. Okay, okay turning seventeen in a week but still it didn't mean that he was allowed to do anything of that sort.So it was our Friday fun day as usual. We weren't able to do this thing for a few weeks now because we were so busy. After my hasty exit from school I had gone straight home. Ryan was leaving for his friend's house."Hey," I g
It was Saturday. I entered the kitchen after a warm shower. My mom was leaning against the kitchen counter. She had her phone pressed to her left ear."But it's my holiday!" She said into the phone.I heard faint sounds from the other side but couldn't make out who it was and what they were saying."I last had a holiday two weeks ago."She paused, hearing the other person out."Fine. But if I'm in a similar situation like you, I expect you to help me too."There was a long pause before she sighed. "Okay."She hung up and looked up at me."What happened? Everything alright?" I asked as I grabbed an apple."I'll have to go to work today," She said, sighing."Why? It is your holiday today," I frowned."I know. It's just that one of my friend's mother is in the hospital and she needs to be taken care of. So I'll have to cover her shift today.""Don't they have someone else to do that?""Notgeres n
"Hi!" He shouted as soon as he saw me and I shushed him."What're you doing here?" I asked him as I saw him stumbling on the steps."I was bored...at the...partyyy," He shouted. "And I was missing you.""That doesn't mean you'll show up at my house. And that too, drunk!" I scolded as I helped him stand up properly. I swung his arm around my neck and helped him in, kicking the door close behind me."Seriously, Darren! What were you thinking? You could have got into an accident. You could have been hurt!"He just chuckled at this and when he saw me glaring at him, he stopped his cackling abruptly and put his index finger over his lips like a child.I sighed.I hated handling drunk people. They just acted so stupid and reckless. I hated being around someone like that. And it was partially because of my hatred for drinks. I didn't know why people drank. I could never understand why some people were even addicted to it. It was just so yuck
Sunday was quiet and quick to pass. My mom had to go to work on that day too and I felt bad for her as it had been nearly three weeks since she last got a holiday. I had spent the Sunday reading books and watching movies and Sherlock.I had not talked to anyone all day. Not Brian, not even Claire and most definitely not with Darren. I was not sure how to act when I saw Darren tomorrow. Would he remember what he had said to me in his drunk state? I was sure he was telling the truth. People always tell the truth when they were drunk.What would I do tomorrow?Monday morning came too soon and before I knew it, I was walking down the corridor towards my first class. Thank God I didn't share this class with any of my friends. They would have known that something was up with me and I wasn't ready to face their questions and looks. Especially Darren's.He probably doesn't even remember that he came to my house that day. But if he does, then other than him, only