Forever my cheerleader

Thats why i love her

Brooke's PoV

Do you know how often I get total and utter peace these days? Never, but with Beau being away for an away tournament, I have utter peace. Not that I'm complaining because I love having Beau here and Sam. Although the latter gives me a headache sometimes. I'm sitting quietly on the couch in the living room, doodling...annoyingly getting inspiration by what Sam done to peytons wedding dress. "Oh my god you're totally inspired by it" Sam walks into the living room ruining my peace. "No im not" I reply slamming closed my portfolio as she smiles "you are, too. Admit it, your entire new line is gonna be based on...". "Based on the amazing couture wedding dress I had already spent 72 hours hand stitching for my best friend? Oh wait...that's ruined" I point to the tie dye dress hanging in my living room. "Your still pissed? It's been three weeks" She nods as I quickly reply "and you're still grounded". "Fine...so what's your version of grounded?" Sam asks taking a seat next to me on the couch "well...Iv been thinking from now. One week for exposing a five year old to depravity, another week for letting some skeevy fratvestite ruin peytons wedding dress, and we are gonna tack on another week for throwing an underage keg party in your foster parents upscale boutique". "That's it? Six weeks of grounding?" She asks as I scoff "you are not supposed to be happy about this!". "No I just thought that thing my friend Eugene did in the bathroom sink was gonna cost me another week" I arch my eyebrow raising my chin as it twigs with her I have no idea what she's talking about "you haven't been in the bathroom yet, have you?". "What did Eugene do in the bathroom sink? Sam" I follow after her as she walks down the hallway to her room. Before I get to the hallway someone knocks on the door "this is not over young lady". "Didn't say it was...old lady" I huff out trying not to go down there "don't kill the child. Just don't kill the child". "What?" I ask throwing open the front door seeing Owen. "Woah what happened to nice Brooke?" He asks as I just get more annoyed looking at him "I killed her and I ate her bleeding heart for breakfast, and I'm still hungry". "Right well if you see her tell her I'm glad she came to my game the other night and I hope she comes to watch the next one" he pulls a small bouquet of sunflowers from behind his back. "This is a friendship thing right?" I ask him taking the bouquet from his hands. "Mhm... yep totally" he smiles as I nod thanking him for the flowers "right ...bye now".

"Hi Peyton" I smile standing in my empty store as Peyton walks in. "Last time I checked I was your only customer...who else do you have visiting you?" She asks as we walk towards the desk. "Owen's been bringing me presents lately...trying to win back my friendship" I reply dropping my clipboard on the desk. "How does Beau feel about this?" Peyton asks as I screw my face up "Beau doesn't ever need to worry about Owen...I'm just enjoying getting presents". "Brooke...it's uncool to let Owen buy you presents everyday when we both know he would jump at the chance with you" I raise my eyebrows and look at Peyton "really? I'm getting relationship advice from the girl who waited three weeks to tell her fiancé that he's making a movie with her ex boyfriend?". "Three weeks and counting" she grimaces as I step towards her shocked "Peyton? You haven't told him yet?". "I'm no...but anyway changing the subject, when do I get to see my wedding dress?". "You may not need a dress, my friend. Changing the subject back, Lucas is gonna be really upset when he finds out you have been keeping this from him" I point as she sighs "I know it's just he's really excited about writing again... and he genuinely likes Julian, and I don't want my stupid past to get in the way of this for him". "You're playing with fire Peyton" I whisper looking up at her as she replies "you are too if you keep accepting gifts from Owen".

Beaus PoV

"I need to make it back for my brother in laws final tonight" I place my hands on my hips looking at the coach. "Ok as long as your back here tomorrow...take the team jet" he nods tapping his pen to his notepad. "Thank you so much coach" I smile knowing I'm gonna see my girl tonight. "No problem kid...just make sure your back at some point tomorrow and we will pick up practice again the day after" I nod walking out of his office and towards the locker rooms.