Second Chances

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

As Brooke stepped out of the bus, she was imideatley surrounded by her usual friends: Racheal, Christie, Liam, and Parker. 

"Hey, Brooke!" 

"How you doing?" 

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" 

"Oh my god, it's your birthday? Why didn;t you tell me? 

"Of course it's her birthday, you douche! How could you not know?" 

"Guys, guys! Let the girl breathe! Back off!" yelled Racheal. 

Brooke blinked. She was astounded by the horde of hooligans who were her best friends who had just verbally attacked her. 

Shooting a thankful glance at Racheal, she said "Thank you for wishing me a happy 16, but it would be a wonderful birthday if everyone didn't make such a big deal about it," 

Parker, Christie and Liam snickered, giving each other knowing glances. What was up with these people today? Why was everyone so mysterious? 

"Ok, ok, we're sorry," Liam said. 

"Thank you," Brooke answered, and started stalking toward her lockers, her friends trailing behind her. 

"Is she really that clueless?" she heard Racheal whisper to Parker, who whispered back, "affimative", which was his new favorite word. 

Hmm. 

Brooke opened her locker, and put her books in her backpack, and joined her friends at their lockers. 

"So, Brooke, what are you gonna do for your birthday? 

 "I don't really wanna have a party, so i was thinking we all could just go watcha movie or something. With Will of course," Brooke said, glancing over at Will, who was surrounded with cheerleaders and his other buddies, including Nick. 

"What? No Sweet 16?" gasped Christie, who was by far the most stylish one in their group. 

"Nope, i don't think so. My mom had a cow about it this morning, but it's my brithday, after all," Brooke replied. 

"Yeah, good luck with that," Liam whispered to Christie, who chuckled knowingly at Brooke. 

Having a short temper, this made Brooke snap. "What IS it with you guys today? Everyone's acting weird," 

"Ohh, it's nothing," answered Racheal, just as the bell rang. 

"Saved by the bell," Parker whispered to Racheal.

Shooting them suspicious glances, Brooke went to Algebra.

"Good morning class," said Mrs. Short, their very uptight teacher. 

"Good morning, Mrs. Short," the class answered in unison.

"Now, get out you homework. Today we will be reviewing it and continuing on to a new lesson which will cover...." she droned on and on , and Brooke found it very hard to concentrate. She kept wondering why everyone was acting so odd today. 

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She was jolted out of her thoughts when the bell rang, signaling the end of 3rd period and the beginning of lunch.  

Wondering if school could get any more boring, Brooke collected her bag and walked out of her classroom. She was heading toward the cafeteria when she heard laughing coming from the already deserted hallways. No sooner than when she heard it, a rock hard wall collided against her and she was sent skidding down the floor.