Actions Speak Louder than Words (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10 - Brooke’s POV:

 I pushed open the door to the dancers den and went to sit down near my bag. Brandon came and sat quite close to me. It didn’t look like he was planning on helping me, but I didn’t really mind. I started to work on the first question, good thing the music had been turned down. I was so confused with these maths questions, the reason I didn’t understand them was because when my maths teacher was explaining how to do them in class, I wasn’t listening. I was to busy doing my English homework that I hadn’t finished. I started flicking through my book to see if I had taken any notes, I hadn’t. “I thought I was here to help you.” I looked up, I had completely forgotten that Brandon was sitting next to me.

 “Oh, um yeah, if you wouldn’t mind. I have no idea what any of this means.” I was so embarrassed. Why did this have to happen to me, I could feel my heat spreading up into my face. I was fine a minute ago, why was I blushing again?

 “I thought that I had to come and help you, otherwise I wasn’t forgiven.”

 “Actually I would have forgiven you anyway.” I was fiddling with the pages of my maths book, making the pages curl.

 “Any other guy would run out of here quicker than the speed of light. But, Brandon Pent is not like other guys. Which is why I will help the damsel in distress.” He sounded so adorable when he said this, I couldn’t help but laugh. He seemed pretty pleased at that. He moved closer to me so he had view of my maths book. So close that our legs were touching. I started to get nervous again. He helped me with the first question, I still had no idea what I was doing, but I just copied down what he was saying anyway.

 Brandon’s POV:

 As she was writing down the answer to the fist question I couldn’t help but stare at her. I can’t believe that after all these years of being her duet partner that I just realized how gorgeous she is. “What?” Crap, she caught me staring at her. I looked into her eyes and she looked back into mine. She started to blush. “Do I have something on my face?” She started to touch her face. 

 “No, you have nothing on your face. It is just that, w-well you have b-beautiful eyes.” Oh my God, did I just say that? Why would I even say that? Do I like Brooke Hyland? Brandon you are being ridiculous, she is 2 years younger than you for God sake. (Authors Note: I changed their ages) 

 Brooke quickly said “I’m gonna to the bathroom.” She put her book down on the chair and quickly walked over to the ladies room.

 Brooke’s POV:

 I pushed open the door the the toilets, I could practically feel Brandon’s eyes on me. I looked in the mirror, and stared at the girl in the reflection. This was such a bad idea, why did I make him help me with maths. Oh God, this is so embarrassing. Did he seriously say I had pretty eyes? My heart started pumping and I started to get excited. Why am I happy about this? But I already knew the answer to my own question, I like Brandon. I can’t fight it, but that doesn’t mean that I will tell him. Ever.