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Post by brookella on Aug 14, 2012 18:47:26 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] cos baby you're a firework Brooke had been having such a great time at her party, and had abandoned the fact that she said she wouldn’t get drunk because of Vegas, it was her 21st birthday dammit! But one of the main people she had wanted to see, she hadn’t yet, Chelsea her best friend...or one of them. They had been best friends since day one since their parents were best friends and been all through high school together. Brooke seriously couldn’t imagine her life without her best friend. Yes they’d had arguments but fortunately they never had ones which were anything really bad, just small arguments that neither of them can ever remember what they were about. She loved the girl with all her heart and would never dream of actually doing anything to hurt her, but tonight she was going to get her best friend drunk. Come on, it was her 21st...Chels had to get drunk, Brooke would prepare her for her own 21st birthday, that would be the day that Brooke would get her drunk again, Brooke knew that they were very different but she wanted Chelsea to loosen up and chill out for a while. She was so used to be being responsible and looking after her siblings, she hadn’t really had the chance to have fun a lot of the time.
Brooke searched through the crowd and finally saw her, she grabbed her hand and pulled her away from talking to.....her brother? Anyway she dragged Chelsea over to the bar and ordered some tequila shots. We’re doing shots its my birthday she said and handed her a piece of lime. suck on this when you’ve done the shot she waited for Chelsea to drink it Come on Chels! Please? Do you need another reason to do it other than it being my 21st birthday? she asked her you need to just be freeeee she told her and gave her a hug Chels Chels Chels.....come on! she encouraged her. Sometimes Brooke couldn’t believe that they were so different, she would have thought that her influence had rubbed off on her bestie at some point but she had always been the same. It hadn’t ever been annoying though, or made Brooke wonder why they were friends. She still loved the girl just as much and thought it was good her best friend was like that, having a good influence in her life was always a good thing. She had never been the sensible one.
Brooke then took another shot. Damn it being an open bar, the venue had agreed to that but she didn’t know how that had been agreed, she was glad though. We need some champagne, it’s my birthday she said to the cute bartender. Unfortunately, champagne was not part of the open bar, you did have to pay for it but she had managed to get it free by flirting with the bartender. She winked and poured two glasses, one for herself and the other for Chelsea and then she took a swig herself. you gotta have at least one wild night every once in a while right? she smiled at her best friend. she then put the bottle down and hugged her best friend tight. I love you, you know that right? she smiled sweetly at her, something Brooke rarely did. Like, I don’t even want to know or imagine what my life would be like without you. I don’t think I would cope very well. Don’t ever leave me okay? she rested her head on the girls shoulder. She was so glad that neither of them had gone away to college. They had both stayed around L.A and she had her best friend, she would always have her around.
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Post by andrea3 on Aug 15, 2012 23:18:55 GMT
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chelsea took one last look in the mirror, content with what she saw. she then grabbed her shoes, as well as extra flats, and ran down the stairs, she was already late and would be even later if she didn't hurry up. tonight was brooke's twenty first birthday party and she had been so busy helping and shopping for the perfect present, that time got away from her and she had to rush to get ready. luckily, chels was an expert on getting ready in a short amount of time. her car was in the shop so she had convinced her father to let her use his car with it's own personal driver. it was easy for her, he felt bad for not being around enough and did everything do that brooke didn't leave. he had no idea that the young girl was saving to get away from him. anyways, she told the driver where to go, and told him after that he could do whatever he wanted until she called him. it would be kind of late, knowing brooke, but he could always fall asleep before she called. just as long as he didn't take forever. anyways, it didn't take long to get to the rooftop club. she left her flats safely in the car, then put on her heels before walking out. people were spilling out of the club, this was going to be some party. chelsea wasn't usually too into them, she was a bit too uptight sometimes but since it was brooke's party, she had promised her she would do whatever her best friend wanted. oh, she would so regret it in the morning. she walked inside and made her way to where the actual party was.
she looked around for brooke, but the party was in full-swing. she silently cursed herself for being so late, but she would soon make it up to brooke. as she looked for brooke, she bumped into her brother. he apologized, giving her that smile that made chelsea melt. she told him it was fine and was going to continue talking to him, when brooke came out of nowhere. the girl had the worse timing ever. she dragged chelsea to the bar, but chelsea made sure to turn her head and mouth an i'm sorry to brooke's brother."maybe this isn't such a good idea, i mean you know i'm a horrible drunk and i will probably just puke or something" chelsea said, though she knew there was no way she could tell brooke no, at least not on her birthday. and especially not when her friend kept encouraging her and rubbing her birthday in her face. chelsea took a deep breath before taking the shot, and quickly sucking on the lemon. it didn't make it that much better in her mind, her throat was killing her. afterwards, she did admit that it wasn't half bad. only brooke could make her do all this crazy stuff without regretting it. but that was the good thing about their friendship. brooke pushed her to enjoy herself while chelsea made sure to take care of brooke. if only she had been able to go to vegas to take care of her. "i have to admit, this isn't half bad" chelsea confessed.
chelsea even took a second shot, glad that she had already gotten used to the taste. it was the burning sensation that she couldn't quite shake. she took the champagne, and took a small sip before following brooke's example and swallowing most of it. "yeah but i'm so going to regret it in the morning when i wake up with a hangover and missing shoes" she joked. she smiled when brooke began talking about how she loved her. truth be told, chelsea had thought about leaving to go to college but she could never bear the thought of leaving brooke. "i know sweetie. and i promise i will never leave you unless i find a cute guy" she joked, giving brooke a small wink so she could know that she was kidding.
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Post by brookella on Aug 16, 2012 17:38:45 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]cos baby you're a firework oh don’t be silly Brooke brushed it off completely, she wasn’t going to take no for an answer right now because she just didn’t want to listen, she didn’t feel that she had to listen. It was her birthday, and she knew that her bestie would do whatever she wanted anyway, all she had to do was say what she wanted. She could usually get chels to do what she wanted, not that she used that but she could manipulate her easily. She never really did that with Chelsea though, because she was her best friend. that was just wrong. She wasn’t a bitch, no matter what people thought of her. yes she was blunt and she did occasionally behave like one, but she wasn’t a straight up bitch, there was a difference and she was very clear on that. I’ll look after you she nodded and if its late you can stay at my place she said to her. I’m not letting anyone else stay over...if you know what I mean she winked at her. well that had been the plan, but who knows how the night would turn out, brooke could be quite unpredictable, she didn’t really plan things all that much.
When Chelsea said she had to admit it wasn’t bad, Brooke nodded. I know, right? she grinned and took another shot. She was going wild as usual, Brooke never liked to play by the rules, she didn’t see it as something she could do, she had always been told off for misbehaving at school, and she couldn’t count the times she’d gotten detention. Though she still got the good grades, although her parents didn’t really think so, they wanted her to do better, but she never failed a class. How she managed she hardly knew herself, since every weekend since she was fifteen she managed to go out, well almost every weekend. That was just how she had done things but Chelsea had been so different. She loved her so much, her mind flashed to how her life would be without her best friend and it made her so sad, the moment of sadness didn’t last long though because she grinned at her friend and took another shot. She was downing the shots like they weren’t anything to worry about, she didn’t care, it was her birthday and she would just go about things how she wanted, she was stubborn like that and most likely wouldn’t listen to Chelsea, she often did (as long as she was sober), but tonight she wouldn’t.
yeah but we can wake up and have a hangover together!! she told her you know it makes sense, it totally makes sense, because its the only way to do it, you gotta be going wild on your best friends twenty first, just like we shall go wild on yours too! That is gonna be fuuuun!! she said to her its just so amazing that our birthday’s are like, so close together you know? We are soon both twenty one, we’re not babies anymore she said talking no sense. I could have a baby if I wanted....should I have a baby? she asked her bestie. She then shook her head No, Sophia is enough to deal with right now, and like, I don’t want all the responsibility because I wouldn’t be able to party and such, that’s selfish isn’t it? she asked her bestie honestly and sighed, not meaning to, she could often be a little selfish, she did her best not to be but that comment just sounded selfish, but then again, the fact that she wanted to get all that out of her system before she had a child, wasn’t that the opposite of selfish? unless you find a cute guy? Brooke pouted and then she had an idea and dragged Chelsea onto the dance floor. That was what they needed to do, find someone to hook up with. We should find some guys to hook up with she said, proud of the idea she’d just had and she skimmed the room. Right now the fact she was married had completely escaped her mind.
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Post by andrea3 on Aug 19, 2012 20:06:14 GMT
[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;] 680 WORDS FOR brooke / kaylahope this was good. i love them together. her outfit will be found eventually but for now just pretend she is looking all pretty and stuff. DREAM [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]
chelsea had to admit she was lying just a little when she said she didn't know what she was getting herself into. she know just how brooke was, and just what brooke was going to expect from her. not that she was too scared about it, she knew brooke would never go too overboard with her, and if she did, it was because she knew that they would be taken care of in the end...right? of course, plus brooke's brother was around and he would never let anything happen to brooke. chelsea hoped that he cared enough about her to take care of her as well but she really didn't have enough time to be worrying about that when she was being given more drinks than she had ever done in her life. "you better not, because with the hangover i'm sure to have, i'm not sure i'll be able to keep my mouth shut if i hear you with someone else" chelsea said, forgetting the fact that brooke was married. she knew about it but she still was in complete shock about it. so like usual, she just ignored it today for brooke. and she was doing a hell of a job because she had already forgotten about it. sam who, right? of course, if he were actually to show up, brooke would give him hell for it. especially now that she was getting drunk and would lose her common sense.
"it's a bitch to swallow though, will i ever get used to it?" chelsea asked. she had drank before but usually a couple of beers and then she danced it off because someone had to be the responsible one. moments like this, where she could just let loose and do whatever she wanted were one in a million. and while they were rare, they were actually good for chelsea. she never got to have fun, if she didn't have to take care of brooke she had to take care of her siblings, or other friends, and it was just a pain in the ass sometimes. if it wasn't for brooke she would have probably gone crazy. yeah, she had to take care of her but at least she was fun to be with even if she did require lots of care. god, she sounded like an animal, well, she was a party animal. chelsea laughed at the little thought, which got her some looks from the people around her but right now she couldn't give a shit. she got one more shot before deciding that for now, she would lay off them. well, as long as brooke didn't make her do another one. doing them on her own would just add to the ones that her best friend would be making her do. "aww, does that mean we'll be mean to each other all morning but still love each other?" chelsea asked, knowing very well that's probably how it would go down.
"i was actually thinking you and me could go away for my birthday, i could convince my dad to give us one of his company's planes so we can go wherever we please" chelsea suggested. she hated being here for her birthday, mostly because even if she was drunk she knew that she would still want to have the family dinner they used to when she was younger. no matter how angry her parents were, they would put their pride aside and be with the family. it was something only brooke and well, her own family knew about, and since it no longer happened, well, it wasn't something she liked being reminded off. "girl, you need to slow your role. just because...well, you know, doesn't mean you have to think about having a baby any time soon. though i wouldn't mind having another little sophia running around" she admitted. the thought about guys just made her thing about brooke's brother. which she really shouldn't have but she couldn't help it. she just, liked him. "okay but remember, no taking boys home unless you want a cranky hungover girl on your back" she joked
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Post by brookella on Aug 20, 2012 14:12:00 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]cos baby you're a firework Brooke laughed Oh come on, it won’t be that bad she said the hangover I mean she looked around the room. Half of the people she didn’t even recognise. how are all these people here, it was meant to be invitation only she groaned so much for that, obviously someone has been letting random people in she said. Brooke, at this point didn’t really see that she was talking trash. She was just saying anything and going on about stuff, not really thinking about it. She was just saying what she thought, as usual. When she was drunk she especially had a mouth on her and she mostly couldn’t care less if she upset people. Brooke knew what she was like when she was drunk, she knew that she was worse than when she was sober, and she often went too far. Chels was usually the one who took care of her, she loved her for that. She wanted to do the same for her one day, but probably not looking after her when she was drunk, since Brooke was bound to be drunk whenever Chelsea was, and then some. She couldn’t help that she was like that....okay, maybe she could but she wasn’t going to change for anyone.
She nodded and then tilted her head from side to side well, maybe she shrugged. eventually I guess, but even I get the burning when I swallow, so I think you got some time to go yet she grinned at her keep going though, you know you love it she winked at her we should have a race to see who can drink the most....how fun would that be? she asked nodding. O-M-G....you know what we should do? she asked and paused for a few minutes actually I don’t even know she shook her head I don’t know what I want to say she pouted. What was she saying? Was it anything important? Probably not, since she couldn’t even remember. Then again, this was her birthday, she was meant to be getting trashed, that was the idea for her twenty first, it always had been, she just needed to hide from her brother though since she was really quite drunk. awwwh baby....I love you forever she wrapped her arms around her and kissed her cheek.
YAY she squealed and jumped up and down That sounds amazing....we should like, totally go to England or something she said Oh...no....Eurotrip she said to her..... wait no, Disneyworld....wait it will be your choice she nodded your birthday, your choice she nodded proudly see I can still think, I am not selfish I know what i’m saying she nodded. Yes, she was drunk, but she wasn’t making sense either, but to Brooke she kind of was, but that was because a lot of the time she lived in her own little world, well some of the time she did anyway. Usually if she was sober, it would click that she wanted to get away for her birthday because of her family, but she wasn’t thinking about that because of the alcohol. She certainly wasn’t thinking straight but it didn’t matter, she was having fun, enjoying herself and being carefree and that was what mattered. most of all, she wasn’t thinking about Sam, or the marriage....in fact where was he? It was her birthday and the bastard wasn’t even here. What a joke, it was his wife’s birthday....eww she hated calling herself a wife. because I’m what? she asked forgetting yet again, already oh, I’m married, right she nodded. Ewww I’m not having sex with Sam....that’s just nasty.....although he is hot.....where is he? I should call him she went on, getting her phone out and dialing his number. voicemail, typical.... she rolled her eyes. Sammmmyyy hey hubby...I don’t see you at my party hot stuff, get your ass here or i’ll drag you here myself, it’s your wifes twenty first....mwah she then hung up he will be here soon.
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Post by andrea3 on Aug 21, 2012 21:31:38 GMT
[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;] 646 WORDS FOR brooke / kaylahope this was good. i love them together. her outfit will be found eventually but for now just pretend she is looking all pretty and stuff. DREAM [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]
chelsea rolled her eyes. she sure as hell knew what a hangover felt like, at least a regular one. she was probably going to drink more than she had ever drank in her lifetime, including that one time they got drunk when chelsea's mother first left. it amazed her the things it took for her to let loose. a divorce, a marriage, a birthday party. for the first two, she just wanted to forget but for the latter, she just wanted everything to be memorable. not for her sake but for brooke's. "you don't have to lie to me, i've had hangovers before brooke.....i think." chelsea questioned herself. had she already forgotten? that wasn't good. well it was, but that meant that she was already getting drunk and the party had barely begun. oh well, bottoms up. "the more the merrier, and i'm just saying that people the people that came have been buying champagne for everyone" chelsea snickered. it was strange, she usually hated party crashers but the alcohol was entering her system and making her happy over every situation. hell, she was even happy about brooke staying married though she was sure if she actually saw sam, her anger would resurface. "just be happy" chelsea said, spinning around to the music.
chelsea shrugged. "oh well, i did promise you" she said, not being able to resist another shot. some of the waiters were passing around the champagne that the party crashers had bought and she took a long swig of that too, finishing the glass in one gulp. she spotted brooke's brother once more and even dared herself to blow a kiss at him and wink. god, she was going to regret that later, especially if brooke saw it. "i'd probably lose but you're on" chelsea said. oh things were really starting to get fun now that chelsea was letting herself succumb to the effects of the alcohol. not like she could help it but at least she wasn't fighting it like always. today she didn't have to be responsible or levelheaded. she got to be a twenty year old like her best friend. well she was twenty one now but specific. "oh brookie. it's okay i still love you...we should dance! drinking is fun but drinking and dancing is better" she said giddily. she wrapped her own arms around brooke, she was so lucky to have someone like her in her life. she would probably be wasting away and getting older before she even hit her thirties if brooke wasn't around.
"we can go anywhere we want baby doll." chelsea said. as childish as it sounded, disneyworld actually sounded like fun. she had only gone once, as hard as it was to believe, but it had been the best time ever. then her parents got even busier and out went the family vacations. 'you're the least selfish person i know! don't let anyone tell you anything diffrent" she said sloppily. brooke might have been a lot of things and might have left many responsibilities to chelsea, but she never though brooke was selfish. she cared fiercely about her and about the people she loved even if things got messed up sometimes. no one was perfect, right? the mention of sam did make her angry, as okay with the marriage as she had been before. if she did see him, she would do anything to get away from brooke to give him a piece of her mind. "don't even remind me, i'm hoping he didn't take advantage of you that night and "forgot" to tell you" chelsea said angrily. would she ever be okay with sam, himself? she doubted it, but if brooke was okay with the marriage she had to be too. "good, i can finally give him a piece of my mind, but for now. we have fun!" her happiness returning.
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Post by brookella on Aug 22, 2012 15:09:13 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]cos baby you're a firework of course you’ve had hangovers sweetie, you’ve been partying with me before, but tequila hangovers are a whooooole other story she said with a smile. Of course she knew that because she had done them so many times, it was a poison and something she didn’t seem to be able to stop doing. She hated when it burnt down her throat but at the same time she loved it. She couldn’t deny herself tequila, especially on her birthday. It was a shame they didn’t have any absinth around here, even though it was illegal, she had heard that stuff was brutal, and with that much pure alcohol, of course it was. She knew it would just fuck her up though, maybe she would steer clear of it. Brooke rolled her eyes well fine, but I still don’t understand it, security and bouncers are suppose to keep those people out of the party she went on. Brooke was clearly just finding something to bitch about. She had invited enough people as it was, and she was now looking around the packed nightclub. People were clearly here enjoying themselves whether they had been invited or not, and they knew she threw a good party. That was why they were here. oh I am happy, I am soooooo happy she nodded.
and you never make promises you can’t keep, especially to me she grinned at her. neither do I she said proudly. In fact, she was surprised that she could remember that, what Chelsea had said about a promise. YAY! brooke squealed and hugged her best friend. don’t worry I might make it easy for you she grinned and then shook her head but I do love to drink she said ordering and taking another shot. She was so glad that all this wasn’t going on a tab, open bars were fun, she just wished that champagne was included in that, but she had gotten it on the house anyway so it didn’t really matter. Brooke then nodded OMMIGOD YESSS! she said jumping up and down and hugging her bestie drinking and dancing is the best she nodded. drinking and dancing and men is better she nodded. not boys Brooke shook her head men, lots of men, like omg we should have gone to a male strip club for my birthday....like everyone, I would have got a dance from a hot male stripper....can you throw me a bachelorette party there when I get married? she asked, forgetting she was married, again.
we can travel the worrrrllllld Brooke nodded. Brooke and Chelsea’s amazing world adventure will be like the best thing in the world, just I don’t wanna go to Vegas, you know? she nodded. Brooke had already had enough of that state; she wouldn’t be going back there anytime soon. There was so much of the world to see, a world round trip would be amazing, but that wouldn’t happen, obviously. As long as she was with her bestie on the trip she really did not mind at all. When Chelsea said she was one of the least selfish people she knew, Brooke was kind of shocked. Yes, Chelsea was always honest with her, but in her own mind, she was selfish because of her stubbornness, it was so much worse being stubborn and KNOWING you were stubborn. thanks she smiled and hugged her again, for that moment, Brooke felt completely sober. Then she was back on drunk mode when Chelsea continued to talk about sam well he called the fact of us sleeping together ‘unreasonable’ she said I told him he would know if we had, but who knows, that could have been an act she frowned at the thought of Sam having her fooled that nothing happened. Oh my god, what if you’re right? What if we didn’t...you know...what if we weren’t safe and I am pregnant? she worried.
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Post by andrea3 on Sept 2, 2012 2:09:59 GMT
[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;] 642 WORDS FOR brooke / kaylahope this was good. i love them together. her outfit will be found eventually but for now just pretend she is looking all pretty and stuff. DREAM [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]
talking about hangovers reminded chelsea about her first hangover. she must have been seventeen years old. and it was all because brooke convinced her to go to a party with her and she began freaking out after her first drink. she wasn't even sure if it was a hangover or she threw up because she was just so freaked out about the fact that she actually drank. and look at her now, drinking like if it was a little thing. okay, so she still thought it was a big thing to drink this much but she wasn't as freaked out by it. thank god she had no work for the next week. brooke would probably want to keep celebrating. "oh god, remind me why i give you liberties like this again? oh right, because i love you too much" chelsea said with a grin. some random people gave her a strange look, they probably thought they were lesbians. and if they were, why the look? chelsea rolled her eyes at them, she was having too much fun to worry about judgmental people. "true, but money can convince anyone" chelsea said, watching as some random guys handed the waiter a wad of cash. honestly, what did those people do? or did they just save their money so they could spend it on a night like this. well, she couldn't say it wouldn't be worth it. "woo" she shouted.
chelsea rolled her eyes. "you shouldn't take advantage of it" chelsea singed, though she didn't actually mean it. she knew that brooke would never take advantage of her. "let me get a water, i need a little break" chelsea said, glad the bartender had listened to her and handed her a bottle of water. she was okay with drinking but she had never drank this much on such a short amount of time. good thing she had eaten beforehand, drinking on an empty stomach was really bad for her. "brooke, i can throw you a bachelorette party whenever the hell you want" chelsea said. she wasn't so happy with the idea of random men rubbing themselves on her or whatever it was that happened in strip clubs, but the alcohol was making her agree to tons of crazy ideas. hell, if brooke got her pregnant and convinced her to go to a strip club, she would probably throw herself on the guys. chelsea had a hard time getting a hold of herself. she didn't correct brooke on the fact that she was already married, mostly because at this point she had forgotten it herself. "but everyone would probably want to dance with you, they'll fight over you brooke" chelsea said, shaking along to the music. her favorite song had come on and she couldn't just not dance along to it. they were moving more into the dancefloor, or did it just seem that way?
it seemed like more people were crowding around her. "yes, and everyone will want to befriend us, people from all over the world because we're so damn amazing" chelsea said. she nodded quickly, the thought of vegas sobered her up for a moment and she remembered that she was on the lookout for sam. if she ever saw that son of a bitch, he was getting hell. but she was not about to tell brooke that, she didn't want to ruin her special day. "don't thank me, it's the truth" chelsea said. she didn't give a crap how she treated other people, but she was never selfish with chelsea. "no no no, don't think that brooke. i'm sure you're not pregnant. if you want we can even take a pregnancy test. but i'm sure youre not pregnant" she reassured her. a waiter came by with more drinks which chelsea grabbed and she handed one to brooke. "no worrying about anything, got it. "
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Post by brookella on Sept 4, 2012 21:43:45 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]cos baby you're a firework Damn right you love me, I'm your bitch! she grinned at her best friend. it's so nice being here with youuuu on my birthday she told her we run this club...no never mind the club we own this mother fuckin' world she said quoting from the beyonce song. She would have done anything for her best friend, and literally family and friends were the only ones she would do anything for. Well family being her siblings, and Brooke thought of Chelsea as family anyway, they were practically sisters since they had hardly been apart since they had met when Brooke was just a month old. Obviously when they were babies they hadn't really played together, but still, since they could interact together they had done, and they'd spent a fair amount of time together before that, it just made sense becaus their parents were best friends, and now they were best friends. Brooke would make sure their children would be best friends too. She looked over at the guy giving the waiter money, then listened to Chelsea's comment. Well people obviously know I throw amazing parties and they will do anything to join in, because I'm just so popular she grinned I guess I can't complain she shrugged.
Brooke shook her head vigorously I would never she said you know that she nodded at her everyone else however, I don't really care. I will do because it's fun, especially getting HOT men to buy me drinks. They have to be hot though, you know? Umhuh she nodded. Brooke pouted when Chelsea said she needed water no, no water! she said to her we gotta drink drink drink baby, because we're just that hot and we are awesome! she went on. The truth was she was talking a load of shit, but it wasn't really mattering right now, and she was pretty sure Chelsea didn't really mind either, they were both loving life, which was great. that would be amazing, the best send off from single life, getting a hot guy grinding on me she giggled I'd be alllll overt that she giggled. well it was true, she would be all over it, but now she was married, even if she had forgotten at this point, she still had morals, despite not being happy with it. she was such a good friend to Sam for going along with everything so far, well at least she thought that she was. Sam was a good guy, but what he'd asked her was weird, and bizarre, but somehow Brooke was going along with it (but she had tried several times to push for a divorce) she was still damn stubborn but the fact that it could ruin their friendship was a major impact on her and actually had stopped her getting lawyers involved. as much as she wanted to be single, and have a free chance of love when she was ready, she loved her friend more and didn't want to lose him. she nodded when Chelsea said they would all want to dance with her, and fight over her they totally would, wouldn't they? But then I could let some of them go to you, and we could share them she nodded.
The conversation they were having was weird, but it didn't matter to them. we are amazing, but we would only let cool people be our friends, and only hot guys she said and girls who had good fashion sense, you know? she added. Brooke hugged Chelsea again see that's why you are my best friend she nodded you know how to compliment me she hugged her again your not selfish either, your amazing she said. Brooke bit her lip, thinking of that night, wondering if it could really have been a possibility that she and Sam had slept together. I've known him for a while though, and what I know of him he's pretty honest and genuine she said.
come on let your colours burst tagged chels words 718 outfit here notes considering I'm on my iPad I think this reply is pretty good! credits irisheyes of C.20 |
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