It All Started With An Interview.

Chapter Four

Brooklyn POV

              The first half of the day went by pretty quickly. Slow classes, winks from Campbell, glares from Leslie. Leslie has a HUGE crush on Campbell, and he's just oblivious.  Basically the usual. When the bell rang for lunch, I stopped by my locker and dropped off my books. I walked to the Cafeteria, and had this strange feeling something bad was going to happen. I shaked it off and continued to the doors.

             As I entered the Caff,I looked around for my friends. I didn't see them yet, so I figured I was the first one. I got in line and got an apple, Sloppy Joe, and a coke. As I was walking I heard someone call me. " Hey Brooklyn, Brooklyn over here!", called Lily Floral. She probably needed help with the math homework. I walked over to their table with my tray still in hand. I just had time to see Leslie's smirk before I slipped. 

               A banana peel! Wow , real original., I thought. I slipped on the peel, on the way to their table, and my food went flying into the air. It came back down and landed right on me. My clothes and face and hair, they were all covered with mushed apple, Sloppy Joe, and coke.I turned to see Leslie and her sisters laughing, even Campbell and his Bozos. Just then Stephanie, Stella, Hazel, and Tatum came running toward me to help me up. 

            " We just walked in to see what happened." ,said Stephanie. " Are you okay, Brooklyn?" , said Tatum. "I'm so sorry this happened to you!", said Hazel. " That Blond Rat. I swear I'm gunna slap the highlights out of her hair!", said Stella . Everyone was talking at once. " Guys , It's alright. I'm okay." , I said. " All right , look what she did to you!" , shouted Hazel. " Oh, look at that. The Bad Ass, Flower Power, Goody - Two- Shoes, and Hazel the Hipster, are helping up their little friend.", Leslie laughed. Everyone at their table laughed too. " Well well well, look it's the Town Bitch.", said Stella. "Oh, I'm sorry did I say town, I meant Universe.", Stella added.The smile on Leslie's face went away.

              " Stell, I'll handle this.", I said stopping her, before she says something else. I stepped toward Leslie. "Leslie, I don't what the hell your problem is, but you're scum. Your just mean, nasty, pathetic scum. I don't hate you, no, I feel sorry for you actually. If you have to do this to someone, just to make yourself feel good, then your more insecure than I thought." I said shaking my head. I walked out before she could reply. Stephanie, Stella, Hazel, and Tatum all followed me to the bathroom to help me clean up. 

              I took some paper towel and wet them and cleaned off my face and arms, and legs. I rinsed my hair out in the sink to get all the food out, then put it up in a sloppy bun. I wiped off my makeup and told them I was going to the locker room, to get my extra clothes, and that I'd meet up with them later. I went to the locker room and changed into a gray sweater, with a sparkly red heart on it. I put on some white and blue bleached jeans. I wiped off my boots with water, and slipped them on. I took off my jewelery and put it in a plastic bag, along with my hat and dirty clothes. I tied up the bag and put in back in my gym locker. I walked to my regular locker and put on some  emergency mascara and lip gloss, just as lunch got out. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=55980810) 

            I went through the rest of the day with looks and stares. I bothered me, but I tried not to show it. When school got out, I was super relieved, until I  remembered I had to go to cheer practice. I was on my way to get changed into my uniform, when someone stopped me. " Hey Brooklyn.", said Jared Macavich. " Hey Jared , What's up ?", I said. "Oh, I just wanted to say, I think it was really cool, how you stood up to Leslie like that. Even after she did that to you." , he said. "Thanks, Jared." , I said smiling. " So um, I was wondering if maybe on Friday -" ,started Jared. " Look Jared, I really gotta get to cheer practice, talk to you later okay?", I interrupted. "Oh okay, sure.", he said,  but I was already walking away.

             I didn't mean to hurt Jared's feelings, its just that, I knew he was going to ask me out. That cant happen! Even though she doesn't want to admit it, we all know Hazel has a HUGE crush on Jared. I would never do that to a friend. And, besides, I just don't feel that way towards Jared, he's like a brother to me, and if he never  finishes asking the whole question, then I don't have to break his heart by rejecting him. It's better this way trust me. But,another reason I cant even think about going out with Jared is, I still can't think about a boy that way. Not since......him.

             Its was December 6th, 2010 , the sun had already set and evening was upon us. The doorbell rang  at 8:35 p.m.  and I opened the door to reveal my boyfriend since 7th grade, Dixon Grant. " Hey Baby, You re late. Ive been waiting for you.", I said. "Look, Brooks..... I gotta tell you something...", he said looking down. " Oh, well come in... What is it?", I said getting worried. He looked really torn up about this. " I think you should sit down." , he said. Now I was freaking out inside. " Dixon, you know you can tell me anything.", I said grabbing his hand. " I did something, that your not gunna love....", he said . I nodded, signalling to go on. " I was drunk, and ........ I may have slept with Leslie Floral....." , He said, his voice barely above a whisper. I instantly dropped his hand.

            " You... you cheated on me? With Leslie Floral , and you were drinking too ..... Oh  my god." , I said getting up and pacing around the room, refusing to look at him. "When.", I said still looking at the fireplace. '"What?", he said. " You heard me Dixon. WHEN!" , I shouted at him, finally turning to face him. " Last week, at Matthew Jacobs Party. "  I started crying. " Baby, don't cry." , he said reaching out to me. " Don't touch me! " , I yelled smacking his hand away. I was shaking now.            " Brooks.." , he said. " Don't call me that.", I whispered. " I'm sorry Brooklyn,  I never meant for this too happen." , He said. " Yeah well, It did...... Were done Dixon , Get Out." I said , looking at the fireplace again. " What?" , he said. " I said, GET OUT! Were done! I never want to see you again, ever!  Don't call me, Don't text me , Don't talk to me, Don't come near me, Don't even think about me. Leave me, my friends, and my family alone, and get out. I hate you Dixon Grant. " , I said. 

            He walked towards the door and stopped just before opening it. "I really do love you, Brooklyn, and no matter what you say, I always will." , he said. Then I said the thing that killed him.    " Well, that makes one of us.", I said. He looked broken inside , when he turned the doorknob and left. Then I heard it, the screeching of tires, the yells, the horn, the bunk of an object hitting another. It was all going in slow motion.I ran outside to see the gruesome scene. Dixon was lying there on the ground , motionless. I ran to him, and held his body. Pleading for him to come back to me, to open his eyes, for the bleeding to stop. I was sobbing like crazy, telling him I forgive him, and that I was just lying, that I still do love him. But, it was no use. Dixon was hit by a car, killed on impact.

          The driver was in shock, calling 911,  telling them what happend , saying he came out of nowhere. But, I didnt look at him. I just layed on the street with Dixon , putting his limp arm over me, feeling his still warm body heat consume me. I did that, until the ambulance came, and took Dixon away.