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    Just kiss the girl

    “If you must know, I was just excited for Halloween” Sam said with a bit of a playful sniff. “Not that I’m crazy or anything…”

    “Right, you were dancing because you love Halloween. That doesn’t sound like and excited toddler in the least…” Brooke gave Sam another brilliant smile, pleased at having a not to ‘cheerleader-y’ response.

    “And she shows brain function…” Sam responded her eyes twinkling a bit as her brain couldn’t quite help but notice how cute the cheerleader looked when she smiled. A real smile Sam thought, Not the one she gives to Nic, or even Josh…wait…hey…I’m special!!

    “Have a good trip in Lala land?” Brooke asked, a bemused expression on her face as Sam’s eyes finally focused back on her. Not that she complained, she took Sam’s daydream time to slowly look over the shorter brunette. If she was honest with herself, she would call it “checking Sam out.”

    “Yeah I did Princess, good thing it was round-trip though” Sam’s eyes focused back on Brooke’s and she found herself falling into the cheerleader’s eyes, almost completely hypnotized.

    Brooke felt the scrutiny, and she also felt the accompanying emotion. It felt like-like surrender. Again, she felt her brain try to say something, but found herself ignoring the little voice. But she couldn’t ignore the voice telling her to kiss Sam.

    And you know you want to…
    Just kiss the girl

    Startled and a bit scared, Brooke did the next thing her brain told her to do. Run.

    “Um hey Sam, I’ve got to um-call…call Nic” Beating a hasty retreat the blonde suddenly left, leaving Sam blinking in surprise. Again.

    What on earth? She thought still staring at her door thoughtfully. Thinking herself a crafty reporter, she knew Brooke was making an excuse to leave. What her crafty reporter mind wanted to know was why? Seconds later, deciding to file the information under case “decipher Brooke McQueen” Sam decided to call her best friend Lily. With a few short rings her friend was on the other side of the phone line.

    “Hey Sam” Lily sounded breathless, another thing the now turned on reporter mind caught.

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