Watch Her Break

Chapter One:

Four Months Earlier … The Perfect Life

Let’s take a look at Brooke Summers’ life before. When she was happy.

Four Months Earlier

Brooke’s P.O.V

Grumpily, I rolled out of bed to shut my damn phone up.

“What?” I snapped.

“Ooh, did Grumpy Bear wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?” Came my best friend, Kristina’s, voice from the other end of the phone.

“Grumpy Bear just woke up thankyouverymuch.”

“Oh. Compliments to the ringing phone?”

“Exactly. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have sleep to catch up on.”

“Oh no. I don’t think so. It’s 2:00 on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. I think it’s time for you to get your lazy ass up.”

“Oh please. You sound like my mother. So I’m gonna reply to you just like I would to my mother. I’m terribly sorry, mother dearest, but Brooke needs sleep, whether it’s 2:00 on a sunny Saturday afternoon, or 10:00 on a dark Tuesday night. So I’ll talk to you once I decide I’ve had enough sleep and get out of my nice comfy bed. Speaking of my nice comfy bed, I can hear it calling. I must let you go.”

“Oh common Brooke, when you decide you’ve had enough sleep, pigs will be able to fly.”

“Exactly! I’ll call you later Mo- I mean, Kristina.” I grinned and hung up the phone.

I know I may come off as a bitch, but I’m really not. I’m tired as hell, and when I’m tired as hell, I’m a bitch. Kristina knows that so she doesn’t take anything bitchy I say personally. She knows she’s my best friend and I can’t live without her, so it’s all good.

I crawled into my welcoming bed, grabbed my big stuffed penguin, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

-

I was woken up by a body on top of me. Without even opening my eyes, I knew who it was.

“Kristina. Get your FAT ASS off me. I am trying to SLEEP.” I groaned.

“I refuse. You are NOT spending your sunny Saturday afternoon in bed.”

“Kristina Lynn Murray. It is summertime. Repeat after me. Summer,” I said it slowly as if talking to a child, “It can be Saturday any effin day. So if you wouldn’t mind getting your HUGE ass off me, I was having an amazing dream.”

“I know it’s summer, but guess what today is.”

“Saturday?”

I knew Kristina rolled her eyes.

“I know that dumbass. But guess what Saturday it is.”

“Uhh … a sunny one?”

“Ergg! Your so difficult!” She cried, clearly frustrated.

“Thank you.” I grinned.

“Today … 5’o clock ... modeling ... my mom’s driving you ...”

“OH MY GOD!! I completely forgot! Ahh fuck!” I cried sitting up. Kristina landed on my floor with a grunt, “What time is it?”

“2:45. God damn you have a hard floor.” I looked down at her and burst out laughing.

“You have no time for laughing missy. You have a photo shoot to be at in exactly … 2 hours and 7 minutes.”

“Ah fuck,” I cursed, “What the shit am I gonna wear for damn pete?!”

“Got you covered, homekitty.”

“Whatcha bring me, homefroggy?”

She reached into her bag and pulled out two outfits, one to wear, one to bring, her make-up bag, ceramic straightner, her blow dryer, and kick ass hairspray.

“Have I ever told you that I love you up to space and back and that you’re my bestestestestest friend in all the universe?”

She laughed. “Common muffin, you have about 45 minutes to shower, and get ready.”

“Alrighty buttercup, you get your stuff ready, go on msn, do whatever well I shower. I’ll be out quicker then usual.”

“Alright.”

After my shower, I threw on the first outfit that my hands touched. Kristina plugged in her straightner and blow-dryer and blow-dried my hair, and did my make-up while the straightner heated up.

A half hour later, I was complete with blue eyeliner, (“It brings out the blue in your eyes.” Kristina tells me) black mascara, silver eye shadow, white pants, a white spaghetti strap, and a white zip-up sweater. Apparently, white makes me look darker, according to Kristina. My black and red layered hair hung straight down to the middle of my back.

I put on my black and pink air force ones, and Kristina looked at me in amazement.

“You look absolutely amazing.” She whispered.

“Compliments to my best friend Kristina Murray.”

“What can I say? Anything for my best friend, Brooke-Lynn Summers.”

I smiled and threw my arms around her, “Where would I be without you Kristina?”

“Well, you’d be asleep,” She said laughing, “Don’t get all mushy on me Brooke, it’s not you. You’re gonna scare me.”

I laughed and gave her one last hung before running out the door towards her house. Just like little kids, we raced down the street to her house.

Her mom was waiting for us when we got there.

“Common! Let’s go! You don’t wanna be late do you?” She said in a hurried voice.

I smiled and shook my head. Just as I was getting into the car, my cell phone rang.

“Speak to me.”

“Brookey?” Came my mom’s voice.

“No. The boogeyman. There’s no Brooke here.”

“Brooke, I am so sorry I couldn’t make it to your modeling shoot! I don’t know how many times I can apologize, I had to work and … oh my …”

“Mom,” I interrupted, “It’s OKAY. Once is enough. I understand. Once is enough. Especially because of the div—it being just me and you.”

“Are you sure? Ah shit, sorry hun, I gotta go, theres a patient screaming for more morphine. Bye, love you.”

I burst out laughing, “Bye mom, love you –’’ I was cut off by the dial tone. I stopped laughing and muttered, “Stupid fucking screaming patients.”

I hung up the phone, only to have it ring seconds later.

“Ugh, speak to me.”

“Heyy baby!” I smiled as I heard my boyfriends voice.

Seeing the smile on my face, Kristina knew who it was.

“Hiiii Matt.” She said into my phone.

“Hey Kristina,” He said, “So whats up sexy?”

“Mmm, nothing really, how about you?”

“Nothing here. I bet your on your way to your modeling shoot?”

“Yeah, actually we’re just turning onto Tecumseh.”

“Oh, I see. That’s cool. But look, I gotta go clean the house before my mom gets home, so call me when you get home okay? Good luck. Love you baby.”

“Love you too.” I snapped my phone shut and smiled dreamily at Kristina.

Kristina. God, where would I be without her? I’ve known her since I was born and I don’t know what I would do without her in my life. She’s been there for me through everything. My parent’s divorce, my grandmother’s death, my dog running away, and of course she’s been there for me for the happy things. My modeling, everything about it, she was there, when my soccer team won the Ontario Cup, she was sitting in the crowd, cheering me on. And I was there for her. When her dad died, when she got into drugs, when she ran away because her mom and her got in a huge fight. I can’t name everything we’ve been through in the past 14 years. The funny thing? My first word was Kris-eena. Her first word? Boo-key. And normally a baby’s first words are Mommy, or Daddy.

Matt. The love of my life. We’d been dating for 6 months, and still going strong. We were perfect for each other. We both played the same sports, listened to the same music. His tall, 5’12 figure was perfect to hold my 5’2 figure in. He was one of the most amazing things that ever happened to me, and I never wanted him to leave. The way he looked into my eyes and saw my soul drove me insane. We could lay beside each other for hours, and not say anything, but yet when we walked away, we could feel like it was the best conversation ever. How he kissed me, and my whole body tingled, and the world disappeared, leaving only me and him. How if I was in the worst mood, he always knew how to make me smile. How he knew me inside out. Everything about him drove me insane, and I loved it. I knew it; I was in love with him.

“Brooke, wake up, we’re here. Geez, don’t look too excited.” Kristina muttered, shaking me awake.

“Hmm?” I murmured sleepily. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the building the car was parked in front of. I slowly got out of the car and stared at it, my mouth open. That was the hugest building I’ve ever seen.

“Close your mouth. Save it for Matt.” Kristina said playfully.

I searched my mind for something to say, “I wouldn’t talk Miss .Jarred.”

She glared at me and shoved me playfully.

“Okay girls, enough, enough. It’s 4:50, we have to be in there like … now.”

Me and Kristina smiled at each other and followed her mom into the building.

Inside of the building was ten times bigger AND nicer then the outside. Kristina and I stood there for a second, and I swear our mouths were wide open. You know like how on cartoons and the characters jaws drop to the floor? Yeah, that’s how me and Kristina were. Finally, we gained composure, and as if to make up for looking like fools standing there with our mouths wide open, we straightened up our posture, ran our fingers through our hair, and walked as straight as possible, trying to look professional, before failing miserably. We just gave up and walked like normal 14 year old girls.

I’ll save you the boring details of the photo shoot. It wasn’t what I expected at all. Although, I’ll admit that I enjoyed all the attention of people re-doing my make-up, giving me about a zillion different hairstyles and making me do about 2 zillion different poses.

On the way home, Kristina and I were both passed out. I don’t know why SHE was so tired, but she was probably tired from just watching all those people do that stuff. But I enjoy sleeping. Like, majorly enjoy sleeping. When I’m asleep, I dream. And when I dream, I dream about Matt. God I loved dreaming about Matt.

Kristina’s mom woke us up when we got to my house, knowing that Kristina would be sleeping over, like she had every other day. The other days I was at her house. I don’t think there was a day when we weren’t together. I supposed that’s an iffy thing, because if something were to happen to one of us, the other one would be lost. I tried to imagine my life without Kristina. ‘Sorry, not happening.’ I thought to myself. Life without Kristina? My other half? Damn, if someone were to say that I’d laugh at them.

When Kristina and I walked in my house, we called our boyfriends, and they came over. We pushed the couches together, popped in “A Walk To Remember”, after an argument with Brandon and Matt, and snuggled up to our boyfriends. I think I fell asleep about halfway into the movie, about when Landon and Jamie go on a date.

I’m guessing the other 3 fell asleep too, because I woke up, still in Matt’s arms, to see Kristina in Brandon’s arms. I didn’t panic, because I knew that if Matt and Brandon didn’t go home, their parents knew they were either at mine or Kristina’s house. All of our parents knew how serious we were.

Let me guess. You’re thinking, who the hell is Brandon?

Well, Brandon is Kristina’s boyfriend, and my other best friend. I knew him before Kristina did. I convinced him to transfer to my school, and then hooked him and Kristina up. I’m good eh? Don’t lie. I know you think so. I’ve known him since I was about 10, and we’re ALMOST as close as Kristina and I. He is another one of the reasons I’m still alive. Kristina, Matt and Brandon. My reasons for living. For breathing. For waking up every morning.

By the time I snapped out of my thoughts, Kristina’s eyes were fluttering open. I grinned at her.

“Good morning, sunshine,” I whispered.

“’Morning.” She muttered sleepily.

“Sleep well?”

“Mmhmm…”

Slowly, we untangled ourselves from our boyfriends, and went upstairs to make some pancakes. Mmm, pancakes.

After the boys were up, and we had all eaten, the guys decided they wanted to go swimming. We took a vote, and it ended up 3-1. I didn’t feel like swimming, and the other three did. And once there’s a vote, whether you lose or not, you still gotta swim. Dammit.

So Kristina and I changed into our matching pink bikinis, and threw our hair up in a ponytail, while Brandon and Matt went in their boxers.

I’m so glad I went swimming. There’s nothing better then swimming with your 2 best friends and your boyfriend.

At one point, when we were jumping in, my mom (she was home for once) snapped a picture of us. I was on Matt’s back with my mouth open in a laugh, and Kristina was in Brandon’s arms, with her arms up in the air, and nothing but happiness on her face.

And in that point of time, everything was perfect.

A/N: There ya go. Chapter one. What do you think? I’m not too sure if it’s that great but you can tell me when you review. I like reviews. They make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside ) That was a hint. Please review. I’ll give you cookies!! D don’t lie, I know you want them.

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