"Boo" someone said as i close my locker.
"Gosh Greg!" I say holding my heart.
"Sorry about earlier." He said hugging me as people make their way to lunch.
"It's okay." I say hugging him back.
"Come on Brooke! Were going to be late for lunch!" Emma says with a bunch of girls following her.
"She's going with me today ladies." Greg said putting his arm around my shoulder and walking the other way as i wave.
"Sorry i had to take you away from your friends, i'm just really bored!" He said as we head to the exit.
"Yeah, friends." I say while shaking my head.
"You don't like them?" He asks as we get into James car.
"To be honest no. I feel like their all using me. Everyone, i feel like they all are. That's why i'm not myself around them." I say basically telling him i have no friends.
"What about Sam?"
"Well we both met while modeling, i know i can trust him. I feel bad cause he has real friends back home in America. His parents just got divorced so his dad wanted to make a new life here."
"Oh well that's good that your helping."
"Where are we going to eat?" I say ignoring his comment.
"Panera." I give him an 'are you serious' look.
"Are you sure your not gay?" I give him a playful smirk.
"Unless Denise is a guy."
We laugh the rest of the way there and through lunch.
"Finish your sandwich." Greg says as he takes a sip of his pop.
"I'm full." I say drinking my last sip of water.
"Were not leaving until your done."
"Perfect, i get to miss school." I say crossing my arms and leaning back in my seat.
"Ugggg, let's go." He gets up and I follow close behind, throwing away my half eaten sandwich.
The rest of the day goes by fast and cheer practice was a blur. Before I know it i'm walking up to James who is watching our practice on the fence.
"God, i need to come to your practice more often." He winks at some girl behind me.
"Ewwww, those are my teammates."
"I know." He says with a gross smirk.
"But I don't like what they make my baby sister wear." He says shaking his head as we head to the car.
I look down to see my red sports bra with black tight booty shorts, with my team name across my butt in red.
"I know." I giggle, about to hop in the front.
"Get in the back."
"Why?" I asked confused since no one els is with us.
"Were picking up Niall from he airport!" He says excitedly.
"Why?" I repeat myself.
"Cause his flight is was delayed and the parents are preparing dinner."
"Can't you drop me off?" I ask getting in the back.
"I would have to go around the other way then go back. No."
"Can't Greg and Denise get him?" I say trying to think of reasons not go go.
"Were already half way there!" He says loudly. I decided not to make him any more mad and just go on my phone the rest of the way.
I only looked up when i heard screaming. I saw about 100 girls swarming around the airport. My eyes go wide and I get a little scared. The last time I saw anything like this was the Justin Bieber concert.
"Stay here, i'm going to go find him."
James says getting out and locking the door before i can say anything.
I sigh taking out my dark, long, straight, brown hair. I redo it in a high ponytail and put my white bow on top.
I look out the window and see James and Niall trying to get through the crowd with big guys dressed in all black helping them.
I just roll my eyes and go back on twitter. 5 minutes later I feel the trunk open and a suitcase is thrown in the back and the two front doors open as James and Niall hop in, continuing their conversation.
"Mate! You did not tell me you got a girl!" Niall says looking back at me.
Me and James start laughing as he looks at us confused.
"Hi Niall." I say with a smile.
His face comes to realization, he must have recognized my voice.
"Brooklyn!?" He says shocked.
"Only my mom calls me that when she's mad now." I laugh.
"Which was this morning." James says finally getting on the road.
"Oh yeah, how's your cheek?" I say sticking out my lip, like i cared.
"Sore." He grumps.
I just laugh and go back to twitter. James and Niall caught up the whole way back home. When I hop out of the car Niall's eyes go wide, scanning my body.
"Put some clothes on." James says, luckily not noticing Niall's staring.
I blush and turn back to my bag. Slipping on my black zip-up with the words 'cheer' in red print on the side. I don't use the zipper since it's so hot. But I can't help but feel self conscience at Niall's starring. Not knowing what it meant, I head inside to the Horan's house for dinner.
