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I got home and was just about to change out of my spandex and t-shirt when the doorbell rang. Damn. Oh well he'll just have to deal with sweaty me.
I opened the door and there was sweaty Ashton. Well that makes things less icky for myself.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Brooke! Who is it?"
"Ashton!"
"Why?"
"None of your business!"
I grabbed his hand and dragged him up to my room. "Okay what are we going to do?" I asked.
"I've been thinking and I think I have a solution, but it requires talking to...her."
"No! We can't! It's too risky!"
"We have to."
"But she always has such a high price!"
"I know, but we may just have to pay it."
"Well tell me your plan first. Maybe we can work 'her' out of it."
"Well what I want to happen is find out where Nicole goes after school on Tuesdays and where her house is."
"Why?"
"So where ever she goes we can keep her distracted with Tyler's help, and she obviously has the doll, so naturally she'll keep it in her room right? I mean we're too much of a threat at school. She wouldn't want us to steal it back."
"But we are stealing it back."
"Yes but she won't expect it."
"So we're going to do all this tomorrow."
"Yep."
"Have you talked to tyler."
"Yeah, he's game for anything that has to do with distracting a cute girl."
"True. So while he's distracting her we'll sneak into her room?"
"Yeah."
"Isn't that bordering creepy?"
"Brooke, you have a choice, sneak into her room and steal back the doll, or get suspended and have her win."
"Let's do this!"
"That's what I thought."
"So we have to ask 'her' what Nicole does, and where her house is?"
"Yeah."
"But she'll make the price higher."
"Well we'll have to pay it."
"I don't like this."
"You do realize it's our own fault."
"Yes thank you."
"So tomorrow you have to skip volleyball practice and I have to skip football practice."
"But you have a game on Friday."
"So. I'll make up the time on Wednesday."
"Okay that works."
"See I'm a good boyfriend! I'm trying to help you."
"I never said you were a bad boyfriend!" I said laughing.
"I know I'm just saying."
"Fishing for compliments!"
"No!"
"Yes!" He pouted. "Baby!" I said.
"Jerk!"
"Aw don't be mad." I chuckled and walked towards him.
"I'm just not appreciated!" He said faking like he was completely offended. I laughed.
"I appreciate you darling!" I said dramatically throwing my arms around him.
"Well then kiss me!" He said just as dramatic.
I kissed him, just like he asked. We both were sweaty and smelled bad, which I've come to find out that it does not matter when you kiss a boy that looks like Ashton.
We fell onto the bed and I was laughing, but still kissing Ashton. After a little bit he just had to say something to ruin it, it's in his nature. His lips were barely brushing mine when he said, "You know you kind of smell bad."
I shoved him off me. "Look who's talking." I said putting my hands on my hips.
"I didn't say it was a bad thing! I would take you any day in those shorts even if you smelled bad." I just raised my eyebrows and gave him 'the look'. "You're pretty?" he offered.
"You sir are a royal dork." I smiled, and I could see him smile back in relief that I wasn't actually mad that he offended me.
"So I smell too?"
"Awful."
"Good."
Then his lips were back on mine and I was under him on the bed.
Once again his lips were brushing mine and I was sincerely praying he wouldn't say something to screw it up. "You know you really are hot in those shorts." I'll accept it. Not the best thing to say, but not as bad as his last screw up.
"Thank you." He kissed my neck. I always like that. It sends shivers down my spine, and he had such soft lips it feels nice. You know I thought he was supposed to be this charmer, maybe he just gets by with girls by his looks. Except me of course. Although his looks are definitely a plus to his personality.
My hands were on his stomach (but can you blame me?) and then at his side. He quickly moved back to my lips and I kind of squeezed his sides. I didn't mean to tickle him, but he did in fact giggle. And that seriously made me burst out laughing. He's even more ticklish than me! I quickly pinched his sides again and he started laughing. "Brooke! No!" I continued to tickle him as payback. It's really interesting to see a big football playing jock giggled and squirming. "Stop!"
"You're ticklish too!"
"Brooke! No!"
Finally he fought back and we had, believe it or not, a tickle fight. I felt juvenile but it was so much fun!
Finally we both couldn't breathe from laughing so hard. "Don't ever do that again!"
"Why because the big jock actually has a silly little weakness?" I said poking him in the stomach. He was lying next to me. My bed is a queen so it fit us both better than his.
He just stuck his tongue out and poked me back, then wrapped his arms around me and brought me close. Just the simple things in life give you so much pleasure. Having his arms around me right now for instance. I couldn't be more comfortable and happy.
"Brooke!" My sister screeched. Happy moment gone.
I sighed and got up. "What?!" I yelled out the door.
I could see her at the bottom of the stairs. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't having sex."
"Monica! Come on!" I slammed my door. She can be so embarrassing sometimes!
I went and sat on the edge of my bed when I heard quiet chuckling. "What?" I snapped.
"You're just funny."
"How so?"
"You're embarrassed because of what your sister said. Your cheeks are bright red."
I put my hands to my cheeks and sure enough they were burning, but how can one not be embarrassed! "How am I not supposed to be embarrassed with my boyfriend right here?!"
"Come on Brooke. You're really embarrassed about that?"
"Yes! It's awkward and she does just to make me angry."
"Well then you're giving her what she wants by being angry and letting it ruin your mood."
"Bite me." I crossed my arms and pouted.
"As you wish." Then he bit my neck!
"What the hell?!"
"Just doing what you asked sweetheart." He smiled smugly. Jerk. I stuck my tongue out at him. He knows I don't like pet names. "You're so moody." He said laughing.
"Am not!"
"Are so!" He said in a mocking tone. He's just asking to be hit!
"You know there's one way that's clinically shown to relax a person and make them completely calm."
"How?" I snapped.
He turned my face and kissed me full force. You know I actually didn't see that one coming. I should have, huh?
I hate to admit it, but he was right. I could feel my shoulders relax and my blood pressure go down. I lifted one hand into his hair.
Hopefully he won't ruin it this time, because I rather like the relaxed feeling. He pressed me down onto the bed and I could feel every worry wash away. Him and his kissing, it does stuff to me. He has to be careful, that's a dangerous weapon. Oh! That's how he got all the girls! It makes sense now! Believe it or not I'm not too bothered by the fact he's been with other girls just because I know that with me he feels differently. My first clue: he hasn't once asked for sex, and that's usually first on his list. My second clue: We've been together for three months and finally said we love each other and he still hasn't asked for sex. I kind of appreciate that though. It just means he respects me more than just another girl to screw.
Moving on though because he eventually had to leave because it was getting late. I kissed him goodbye and he went on his merry way.
Well tomorrow we have to talk to 'her' otherwise known as BPK, which is short for Bottomless Pit of Knowledge, she can also be called Jill, my former best friend the one who taught me a lot of what I know today. This is going to be interesting.
**Is that enough lovey dovey shit for now? Don't worry there's more, but prolly not as much in the next chapter because that one focuses on the plan to get Creepy Doll back. So what do you think Jill's price for the information is going to be??? What do you think of Ashton and Brooke's relationship? What was your favorite part of this chapter?(if you had one)
Have a nice day peoples!!!**