"Really?" Peter questioned, watching her reach out and grab the cd.
"Chapter one, a new beginning." she muttered, "too bad the beginning ended so quickly."
"Who was your favorite?" Pete suddenly inquired.
"I liked the...twins." she said, her face changing from disappointment ro confusion. She stared intently at Peter's face, then tilted her head towards the sleeping beauty next to her.
"What...?" he shot, acknowleging the attitude change.
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"Andy, try this." Shea growled, mixing some powders together and quickly rolling it up. He scooped it up and dropped it into Andrew's dirty palm.
"What was that?" Jake demanded to know what Shea was passing out. Shea shot him a look to get him to shut up.
"This shit awsome?" Andy questioned, lighting up the end of his freshly made joint.
"The coolest." Shea stated watching Andrew begin to puff egarly at the joint. Jake watched cautiously, then turned towards Shea to see an evil grin fixed on his face. Shrugging, Jake looked back towards Andy to see him slowly peel over and lay mouth-gapped in the grass.
"What was that!" Jake screamed at Shea, his brown eyes frantic.
"Don't worry. He's not dead." Shea assured, "You said earlier the boy needed something strong. So I mixed him up one hell of a joint, just to knock him out."
"That's so not cool!" Jake yelped, "I think this was his first time blazing up. What if his system can't handel it?"
"So what?" Shea barked.
"Do you want to go to prison for murder if this bitch don't wake up?"
"Not exactly."
"Well! What if he overdoses and dies!"
Shea looked at Andy, "He's already over."
"Okay, I used to get A's." Jake shot, "I'll come up with some plan."
"If you do that, we'll surely get caught...so let's do this..."
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"You have a truck." Ashley grinned, running her fingers over the side of the gray truck.
"Yep." William grinned, "I love driving anything big."
"Mm...just the way I like it." Ashley shot, licking her upper lip slightly before climbing into the passanger's seat.
"...Okay." he shrugged, pulling himself into the truck and starting it up. Gently, he backed the car out of it's spot on the side of the street.
"FLOOR IT!" Ashely cried, excitedly.
"What? Why!" he yelped, staring intently at her.
"Please, Willy." she begged.
He nibbled lightly on his bottom lip, before looking up into her eyes, "I..umm."
"Please." she whined, batting her eye lashes in his direction, "You not scared, are you?"
"No." William snapped.
"Floor it then!" Ash cried, grinning wildly at him. Her hazel eyes dancing as she awaited his answer.
"Fine." he stated, feeling his stomach churn, he gulped lightly, glancing at the road to see if there was any in coming traffic.
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Kindell stormed into Josh's house, attempting to find a bathroom to check her hair before trying to impress Luke. Sighing she headed straight to the kitchen, figuring the bathroom was in the back of the house.
Just as she wandered into the kitchen, Luke was heading out, where he ran directly into her. "Uhh! Don't look at me!" Kindell cried, trying to shield her face and hair so that he wouldn't see her "perfect" looks.
Luke laughed slightly, "Oh come on, I know you look fine."
"No." she spat, "My hair is ruined."
"Hmm? Let me see." Luke muttered, lightly grabbing her wrists and pulling her arms away from her head. He grinned, "See, you look beautiful." Suddenly, her face flushed a deep red.
"Thanks..." she whispered, reaching up and lightly tugging at her hair.
"What are you doing here? I didn't think you were too hot on the idea about parties and those in which have alchol at them." Luke questioned, staring down at her smaller frame.
"Well, actually." Kin started, "I only came here to see you...I really hate it here. I's so...horrible."
He laughed, "You think it's that bad?"
"Yes!" she cried, "It's like a total get drunk, fuck, get a kid of get a disease. It's something my stripper cousin Britney would enjoy."
"Ahh, it's not that bad." he stated.
"For you, maybe." she snapped, not a angry snap just a quick answer.
"Do you want to get out og here, then? Go somewhere quiet and talk?"
"I'd love too."
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"Anyways." Brooke stated, setting the cd back down where she had found it. Sliding off the couch, she sat directly in front of Peter. "...how many brothers do you have?"
"Three." he said softly, "Thomas, Andrew, and William."
"William..." she thought a moment, "That's a...neat name."
"I guess so." he muttered, sliding closer to her. His dark eyes scanning over her every feature.
She stared intently into his eyes, "Where did you move from?"
"Didn't Thomas or Andy tell you?" he questioned, nervously chewing on his bottom lip.
"Nope, I guess I never asked." she explained, smiling lightly at him.
"We moved here from Calgary. That's in Canada." Peter smiled cheekily.
"Mmm, Canada. I've always dreamed of living there." She replied, as he gently cupped her jaw, lightly running his thumb over her lips, putting more pressure on her bottom lip. His tongue flickered out slightly, as he wetted his lips. Leaning in closer, Peter cautiously brushed jis lips against hers, taking in the moment completely. Pulling away slightly, he stared longingly at her.
Brooke grinned, leaning in slightly and whispering quietly in his ear, "I know who you really are, duke."