The Truth about Tippy Typewriter (8/14)
Title: The Truth about Tippy Typewriter Part Eight
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Couple: Sam/Brooke eventually
Summary: Brooke stumbles across Sam's secret journal
Disclaimer: I don't own them, but I certainly wish I did. Damn Ryan
Murphy and his unrivaled genius.
A/N: I live for feedback, and all is welcomed and appreciated. This part is actually beta'd by my beta Karen. She's really kick ass, and I love working with her. So thanks Karen!
This chapter was inspired by Ami(metalphoenix). She's been a really big help to me lately. My living muse...due to her 'gentle' urging, I'm posting this on here early.
Part Eight
Sam slammed her locker shut. She was furious. Today had not been a good day. Mac had kept the whole house awake the night before with some horrendous stomach virus. She hadn’t heard her alarm and overslept. Brooke had used up all the hot water, and she got stuck in traffic on her way to school. When she arrived at Kennedy High, things hadn’t improved. First period was a thing of the past. She’d made it just in time to miss the late bell for second period, her class with none other that Bobbi Glass. That was enough to put anyone in a bad mood, but then the Claw had sprung a pop quiz on them. A quiz that actually had something to do with the subject of Physics, leaving her totally unprepared. Of course her lovely blonde seatmate didn’t seem at all surprised by the test, and she was sure that Brooke had aced it.
That fact made her blood boil. No matter what happened, or who was in the wrong, Brooke always came up smelling like roses. She looked down at the note in her hand and was tempted to read it, but she already knew what it said. She’d gotten one everyday for the past three days. They were from Brooke. Since the blonde had spent the first two days ineffectually trying to get Sam to talk to her, she’d resorted to the letters, apologizing for her actions. They just made Sam angrier. Leave it to Brooke to be so arrogant as to think that this could all be fixed by a simple apology. Didn’t she understand that this was a direct violation of privacy?
It wasn’t just that Brooke had read her journal. It was that Brooke had not only kept reading it, but she’d done it for so long. How could someone that’s supposed to be her most trusted friend keep that from her for almost six months? Six whole months! For six whole months her every private thought or feeling was exposed to someone she didn’t think should be privy to them. She was so mad she wanted to kick something.
“Uh Sam…” came a voice from behind her.
“What?” She practically growled as she turned around to find Carmen and Lily.
“Whoa, put the claws away. We were just going to walk with you to the cafeteria,” Lily said, holding her hands up in defense.
“Oh, sorry guys.” Sam said, looking contrite.
“What’s been going on with you lately? You’ve been so snippy,” Carmen asked as they made their way to the lunchroom.
“Nothing’s been going on. I’ve…just had a lot on my mind.” Sam answered.
“Is this about Mia? I mean it’s only been a week since you two broke up so we totally understand you still being upset.” Carmen pressed on.
“Yeah, I mean this can’t be easy for you. If my girlfriend broke up with me after two months I’d be all upset and grr..too.” Lily added.
“THIS IS NOT ABOUT…”Sam began to shout but saw that several people had stopped and were looking at them. “This is not about Mia! And I broke up with her, she didn’t break up with me!” Sam said in an angry whisper.
“But you told us that she dumped you.” Lily whispered in shock.
“I know I told you that,” Sam replied grabbing a bag of chips from the cart.
“Why would you lie to us about it?” Carmen asked, a hint of hurt in her voice.
“Because I knew you guys’ next question would be, ‘Why did you break up with Mia?’” Sam said, picking up her tray and walking towards their table.
“And you would be correct.” Lily added, following her out of the lunch line.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Sam said, looking at her two friends pointedly.
“Okay, but you have to tell us why you’ve been two seconds from ripping everyone’s heads off for the past week.” Carmen said.
“I can’t! It’s all a part of the thing I don’t want to talk about,” Sam replied.
“Right, the thing that has nothing to do with Mia…” Lily said sarcastically.
“It isn’t about Mia…” Sam growled.
“Then who is it about?” Carmen asked.
“Hi Sam,” Brooke said as she walked over to the table. Sam offered her no response. She fixed her icy glare on the blonde for a moment before turning away. “Right, I’ll just go get in line.” Brooke finished before walking in the direction of the long lunch line.
“Okay, what the hell was that? I thought you two were best friends.” Carmen asked as she took a sip of her juice box.
“We were…” Sam replied. “But I don’t want…”
“ …to talk about it. I thought you were going to say that. Okay, so let’s do a little math.” Lily started. “You break up with Mia. Then you lie to everyone and say that she dumped you, just so you didn’t have to answer any questions…”
“Meanwhile, this is like the fourth day in a row that Brooke has opted to sit with the foreign exchange student, there in no man’s land,” Carmen interrupted. The three stopped talking as they watched the blonde in question sit next to the new student that had just moved to America from Yemen.
“That’s pretty much it in a nutshell.” Sam said vaguely.
“I think we deserve a better explanation than that, and before you say that you don’t want to talk about it, I think you owe us at least an explanation since you lied to us.” Lily said.
Sam sighed. She could just refuse and that would be the end of the conversation, at least for today. She knew Lily and Carmen were relentless at times. Besides, given the fact that she’d just been lied to by her best friend, she didn’t think she should continue the cycle. So she took a deep breath and spilled the whole sordid story, save for the kiss she and Brooke had shared. Silence filled the air as she finished her story. She was almost worried as she watched the two of them sit stock still, not blinking. She waved her hand in front of their faces.
“Um, guys? Are you okay?” Sam asked.
“Brooke’s gay?” Carmen whimpered.
“You have a secret journal?” Lily asked.
“I don’t know if Brooke’s gay. And yes, I have a secret journal. Well I did, before Brooke totally went behind my back and read it.”
“You’re in love with Brooke?” Lily asked, finally looking over at Sam.
“Brooke’s gay?” Carmen asked again.
“I am in love with Brooke, yes,” Sam admitted quietly. This was not why she’d told them the story.
“…And Brooke’s in love with you?” Lily asked in confusion.
“Brooke’s gay?!” Carmen said loudly.
“Carmen shh…I’m sure even if she is, she doesn’t want you yelling it across the cafeteria for all to hear. And Lily, I don’t know if she is in love with me. She just said she had feelings for me.”
“How come?” Lily asked accusingly.
Sam blinked. Why was Lily suddenly so hostile? “How come what?”
“How come you had the secret journal? How come you never told us you were in love with Brooke?” Lily asked in an incredulous tone.
“Yeah, Sam, I mean we accept the fact that Brooke’s your new best friend and all, but we were your friends longer.” Carmen added, now that she’d awoken from her stupor.
Sam growled in frustration. This was so not about them. “I had the journal because it helped me sort out my feelings. I didn’t tell you because I wasn’t going to ever tell anyone, including Brooke! And technically I didn’t tell Brooke. She went behind my back and read my private journal.”
“But Sam, isn’t that a good thing? I mean now she knows and she feels the same. Shouldn’t you be all ‘yay! happiness!’?” Carmen asked in confusion.
“That’s just it. I don’t know that she feels the same. I mean what if this is just an experiment for her? What if she’s just toying with my emotions? And even if she isn’t, and her feelings are genuine, the point is that she went behind my back and invaded my privacy. If that isn’t bad enough, she continued to do so for almost six months!”
“Yeah, I’m with Sam on this one. It is such a violation not just of Sam’s privacy, but also of their friendship.” Lily added.
“I don’t know. I think it’s kind of romantic,” Carmen gushed.
“Carm, how could you say that? The last five or six months of their friendship has been based on a lie.” Lily asked in disbelief.
“Well that part is kinda bad.” Carmen agreed.
“Yeah, and she has the audacity to think that it can all be fixed with a simple apology. I mean how am I supposed to be able to trust her again?” Sam fumed. “And the icing on the cake is that she keeps looking at me with hurt in her eyes, like she’s the wronged party!”
“The nerve of some people.” Lily added as the three of them turned angry eyes towards the cheerleader who was trying her best not to look at Sam.
It felt good to be able to talk to her friends about this finally. They turned back to their lunches and continued to eat. Sam felt better than she had in the last few days.
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Couple: Sam/Brooke eventually
Summary: Brooke stumbles across Sam's secret journal
Disclaimer: I don't own them, but I certainly wish I did. Damn Ryan
Murphy and his unrivaled genius.
A/N: I live for feedback, and all is welcomed and appreciated. This part is actually beta'd by my beta Karen. She's really kick ass, and I love working with her. So thanks Karen!
This chapter was inspired by Ami(metalphoenix). She's been a really big help to me lately. My living muse...due to her 'gentle' urging, I'm posting this on here early.
Part Eight
Sam slammed her locker shut. She was furious. Today had not been a good day. Mac had kept the whole house awake the night before with some horrendous stomach virus. She hadn’t heard her alarm and overslept. Brooke had used up all the hot water, and she got stuck in traffic on her way to school. When she arrived at Kennedy High, things hadn’t improved. First period was a thing of the past. She’d made it just in time to miss the late bell for second period, her class with none other that Bobbi Glass. That was enough to put anyone in a bad mood, but then the Claw had sprung a pop quiz on them. A quiz that actually had something to do with the subject of Physics, leaving her totally unprepared. Of course her lovely blonde seatmate didn’t seem at all surprised by the test, and she was sure that Brooke had aced it.
That fact made her blood boil. No matter what happened, or who was in the wrong, Brooke always came up smelling like roses. She looked down at the note in her hand and was tempted to read it, but she already knew what it said. She’d gotten one everyday for the past three days. They were from Brooke. Since the blonde had spent the first two days ineffectually trying to get Sam to talk to her, she’d resorted to the letters, apologizing for her actions. They just made Sam angrier. Leave it to Brooke to be so arrogant as to think that this could all be fixed by a simple apology. Didn’t she understand that this was a direct violation of privacy?
It wasn’t just that Brooke had read her journal. It was that Brooke had not only kept reading it, but she’d done it for so long. How could someone that’s supposed to be her most trusted friend keep that from her for almost six months? Six whole months! For six whole months her every private thought or feeling was exposed to someone she didn’t think should be privy to them. She was so mad she wanted to kick something.
“Uh Sam…” came a voice from behind her.
“What?” She practically growled as she turned around to find Carmen and Lily.
“Whoa, put the claws away. We were just going to walk with you to the cafeteria,” Lily said, holding her hands up in defense.
“Oh, sorry guys.” Sam said, looking contrite.
“What’s been going on with you lately? You’ve been so snippy,” Carmen asked as they made their way to the lunchroom.
“Nothing’s been going on. I’ve…just had a lot on my mind.” Sam answered.
“Is this about Mia? I mean it’s only been a week since you two broke up so we totally understand you still being upset.” Carmen pressed on.
“Yeah, I mean this can’t be easy for you. If my girlfriend broke up with me after two months I’d be all upset and grr..too.” Lily added.
“THIS IS NOT ABOUT…”Sam began to shout but saw that several people had stopped and were looking at them. “This is not about Mia! And I broke up with her, she didn’t break up with me!” Sam said in an angry whisper.
“But you told us that she dumped you.” Lily whispered in shock.
“I know I told you that,” Sam replied grabbing a bag of chips from the cart.
“Why would you lie to us about it?” Carmen asked, a hint of hurt in her voice.
“Because I knew you guys’ next question would be, ‘Why did you break up with Mia?’” Sam said, picking up her tray and walking towards their table.
“And you would be correct.” Lily added, following her out of the lunch line.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Sam said, looking at her two friends pointedly.
“Okay, but you have to tell us why you’ve been two seconds from ripping everyone’s heads off for the past week.” Carmen said.
“I can’t! It’s all a part of the thing I don’t want to talk about,” Sam replied.
“Right, the thing that has nothing to do with Mia…” Lily said sarcastically.
“It isn’t about Mia…” Sam growled.
“Then who is it about?” Carmen asked.
“Hi Sam,” Brooke said as she walked over to the table. Sam offered her no response. She fixed her icy glare on the blonde for a moment before turning away. “Right, I’ll just go get in line.” Brooke finished before walking in the direction of the long lunch line.
“Okay, what the hell was that? I thought you two were best friends.” Carmen asked as she took a sip of her juice box.
“We were…” Sam replied. “But I don’t want…”
“ …to talk about it. I thought you were going to say that. Okay, so let’s do a little math.” Lily started. “You break up with Mia. Then you lie to everyone and say that she dumped you, just so you didn’t have to answer any questions…”
“Meanwhile, this is like the fourth day in a row that Brooke has opted to sit with the foreign exchange student, there in no man’s land,” Carmen interrupted. The three stopped talking as they watched the blonde in question sit next to the new student that had just moved to America from Yemen.
“That’s pretty much it in a nutshell.” Sam said vaguely.
“I think we deserve a better explanation than that, and before you say that you don’t want to talk about it, I think you owe us at least an explanation since you lied to us.” Lily said.
Sam sighed. She could just refuse and that would be the end of the conversation, at least for today. She knew Lily and Carmen were relentless at times. Besides, given the fact that she’d just been lied to by her best friend, she didn’t think she should continue the cycle. So she took a deep breath and spilled the whole sordid story, save for the kiss she and Brooke had shared. Silence filled the air as she finished her story. She was almost worried as she watched the two of them sit stock still, not blinking. She waved her hand in front of their faces.
“Um, guys? Are you okay?” Sam asked.
“Brooke’s gay?” Carmen whimpered.
“You have a secret journal?” Lily asked.
“I don’t know if Brooke’s gay. And yes, I have a secret journal. Well I did, before Brooke totally went behind my back and read it.”
“You’re in love with Brooke?” Lily asked, finally looking over at Sam.
“Brooke’s gay?” Carmen asked again.
“I am in love with Brooke, yes,” Sam admitted quietly. This was not why she’d told them the story.
“…And Brooke’s in love with you?” Lily asked in confusion.
“Brooke’s gay?!” Carmen said loudly.
“Carmen shh…I’m sure even if she is, she doesn’t want you yelling it across the cafeteria for all to hear. And Lily, I don’t know if she is in love with me. She just said she had feelings for me.”
“How come?” Lily asked accusingly.
Sam blinked. Why was Lily suddenly so hostile? “How come what?”
“How come you had the secret journal? How come you never told us you were in love with Brooke?” Lily asked in an incredulous tone.
“Yeah, Sam, I mean we accept the fact that Brooke’s your new best friend and all, but we were your friends longer.” Carmen added, now that she’d awoken from her stupor.
Sam growled in frustration. This was so not about them. “I had the journal because it helped me sort out my feelings. I didn’t tell you because I wasn’t going to ever tell anyone, including Brooke! And technically I didn’t tell Brooke. She went behind my back and read my private journal.”
“But Sam, isn’t that a good thing? I mean now she knows and she feels the same. Shouldn’t you be all ‘yay! happiness!’?” Carmen asked in confusion.
“That’s just it. I don’t know that she feels the same. I mean what if this is just an experiment for her? What if she’s just toying with my emotions? And even if she isn’t, and her feelings are genuine, the point is that she went behind my back and invaded my privacy. If that isn’t bad enough, she continued to do so for almost six months!”
“Yeah, I’m with Sam on this one. It is such a violation not just of Sam’s privacy, but also of their friendship.” Lily added.
“I don’t know. I think it’s kind of romantic,” Carmen gushed.
“Carm, how could you say that? The last five or six months of their friendship has been based on a lie.” Lily asked in disbelief.
“Well that part is kinda bad.” Carmen agreed.
“Yeah, and she has the audacity to think that it can all be fixed with a simple apology. I mean how am I supposed to be able to trust her again?” Sam fumed. “And the icing on the cake is that she keeps looking at me with hurt in her eyes, like she’s the wronged party!”
“The nerve of some people.” Lily added as the three of them turned angry eyes towards the cheerleader who was trying her best not to look at Sam.
It felt good to be able to talk to her friends about this finally. They turned back to their lunches and continued to eat. Sam felt better than she had in the last few days.