Popular (tv series) Fic: Clarity: Chapter 2/13 - Table for Glasses
Title: Clarity
Chapter 2: Table for Glasses
Author: emotionsovrflow
Rating: T
Feedback: Always welcome
Disclaimer: I do not own Popular or it's characters. I do not own Jimmy Eat World or their music. The only thing to which I can lay claim is the arrangement of the words herewithin.
Author's Notes: See Chapter 1
Link to Chapter 1 - Crush
Chapter 2 - Table for Glasses
Link to Chapter 3 - A Sunday
Clarity: Chapter 2 - Table for Glasses
It had started off as a beautiful Friday morning, but the afternoon had brought with it an angry thunderstorm. Three weeks had passed since Brooke had rejected Sam. Since then, the two girls had barely spoken to each other unless it was absolutely necessary. Sam had devised a course of action that she thought would be most effective in getting Brooke to fall undeniably for her. Unfortunately, step one involved becoming close friends with the blonde, and Sam wasn't ready to dive back into that just yet. It had seemed as though they were already on the way there before she had opened her big mouth, but in light of their current situation, the two of them had become relative strangers again.
Swallowing her pride and pushing aside her pain, Sam decided it was time to cave in and break the silence. She found Brooke standing at her locker and, after mustering a bit of courage, approached her. "Hey Brooke," she said in a pitch a little higher than intended, startling the blonde.
Brooke jumped and turned fast on her heel. "Sam, you scared me."
"Sorry, I was just wondering if I could have a ride home. It's pouring out there and I didn't bring an umbrella."
"Of course. I'd never let you walk home in this. Just give me a sec." Brooke gathered the last of her books, slammed her locker shut and started out towards the parking lot with Sam behind her. They made a mad dash for the car and were safely inside in record speed.
"Thank God for remote locks," Sam said, wiping away some of the rain from her hair and clothes.
"Amen to that." Brooke took a moment to situate herself before starting the car.
It was easy to fall back into the pattern they had grown accustomed to. They spent the entire ride home in an awkward silence, Brooke watching the road intently and Sam watching the rain drip down her window. Once they had pulled into the driveway, Sam decided to break the ice before they had a chance to run into the house and go their separate ways. "Brooke," she started, but quickly realized she didn't know exactly what it was she wanted to say.
Brooke waited for a moment, giving Sam an opportunity to continue. When nothing more came she offered a quiet "Yeah?" as her eyes dropped to her lap and she gripped the steering wheel the tiniest bit harder.
After careful consideration, Sam figured honesty would be the best policy and said, "I miss you."
Brooke grinned and turned to look at her. "I miss you too, Sam."
"I know we've been avoiding each other lately, but do you think we could just go back to the way things were? I want to be friends again."
Brooke's grin turned into a full-fledged smile. "I'd like that."
Sam smiled back. "Good," she said before flinging her door open and sprinting for the house. Brooke chuckled to herself and did the same. Once inside, she found Sam still trying to shake the rain off.
"I'm freezing. What do you say we have some hot chocolate?"
"Sure, I'll go start the water," Brooke said as she took off her jacket and hung it up to dry. "It should be ready by the time we're finished changing into some dry clothes."
"Cool." And with that, Sam was bounding up the stairs to her room. As she changed into her most comfortable sweats, she mused about how well everything had gone in the car. She had expected Brooke to either want to talk about their conversation in her room that day or offer an apology of some sort and she was more than grateful that it hadn't been mentioned at all. When she was done changing, she made her way down to the kitchen to find Brooke wearing, what Sam assumed to be, her most comfortable sweats. Brooke heard her coming and turned to look at her.
"Hey, just in time. Sit down, I'll bring your cocoa over to you."
"Thanks."
Brooke came over to the table with two cups and handed one to Sam before sitting down across from her. "So, I was wondering. Do you have any plans for tonight? I was supposed to do something with Nicole, but I don't feel like going out in this rain. I thought we could have a movie night or something, there’s a Harry Potter marathon on tv again."
Sam was a bit surprised at how quickly Brooke had been able to jump from their imposed silence to being movie buddies, but she was thankful nonetheless. "Sounds good. I've had enough of this rain already. I have no desire to go back out into it. Besides, I'm already in my sweats, it would be a shame to have to put on real clothes."
"I agree," Brooke said with a smile before taking a swig of her hot chocolate.
Chapter 2: Table for Glasses
Author: emotionsovrflow
Rating: T
Feedback: Always welcome
Disclaimer: I do not own Popular or it's characters. I do not own Jimmy Eat World or their music. The only thing to which I can lay claim is the arrangement of the words herewithin.
Author's Notes: See Chapter 1
Link to Chapter 1 - Crush
Chapter 2 - Table for Glasses
Link to Chapter 3 - A Sunday
Clarity: Chapter 2 - Table for Glasses
It had started off as a beautiful Friday morning, but the afternoon had brought with it an angry thunderstorm. Three weeks had passed since Brooke had rejected Sam. Since then, the two girls had barely spoken to each other unless it was absolutely necessary. Sam had devised a course of action that she thought would be most effective in getting Brooke to fall undeniably for her. Unfortunately, step one involved becoming close friends with the blonde, and Sam wasn't ready to dive back into that just yet. It had seemed as though they were already on the way there before she had opened her big mouth, but in light of their current situation, the two of them had become relative strangers again.
Swallowing her pride and pushing aside her pain, Sam decided it was time to cave in and break the silence. She found Brooke standing at her locker and, after mustering a bit of courage, approached her. "Hey Brooke," she said in a pitch a little higher than intended, startling the blonde.
Brooke jumped and turned fast on her heel. "Sam, you scared me."
"Sorry, I was just wondering if I could have a ride home. It's pouring out there and I didn't bring an umbrella."
"Of course. I'd never let you walk home in this. Just give me a sec." Brooke gathered the last of her books, slammed her locker shut and started out towards the parking lot with Sam behind her. They made a mad dash for the car and were safely inside in record speed.
"Thank God for remote locks," Sam said, wiping away some of the rain from her hair and clothes.
"Amen to that." Brooke took a moment to situate herself before starting the car.
It was easy to fall back into the pattern they had grown accustomed to. They spent the entire ride home in an awkward silence, Brooke watching the road intently and Sam watching the rain drip down her window. Once they had pulled into the driveway, Sam decided to break the ice before they had a chance to run into the house and go their separate ways. "Brooke," she started, but quickly realized she didn't know exactly what it was she wanted to say.
Brooke waited for a moment, giving Sam an opportunity to continue. When nothing more came she offered a quiet "Yeah?" as her eyes dropped to her lap and she gripped the steering wheel the tiniest bit harder.
After careful consideration, Sam figured honesty would be the best policy and said, "I miss you."
Brooke grinned and turned to look at her. "I miss you too, Sam."
"I know we've been avoiding each other lately, but do you think we could just go back to the way things were? I want to be friends again."
Brooke's grin turned into a full-fledged smile. "I'd like that."
Sam smiled back. "Good," she said before flinging her door open and sprinting for the house. Brooke chuckled to herself and did the same. Once inside, she found Sam still trying to shake the rain off.
"I'm freezing. What do you say we have some hot chocolate?"
"Sure, I'll go start the water," Brooke said as she took off her jacket and hung it up to dry. "It should be ready by the time we're finished changing into some dry clothes."
"Cool." And with that, Sam was bounding up the stairs to her room. As she changed into her most comfortable sweats, she mused about how well everything had gone in the car. She had expected Brooke to either want to talk about their conversation in her room that day or offer an apology of some sort and she was more than grateful that it hadn't been mentioned at all. When she was done changing, she made her way down to the kitchen to find Brooke wearing, what Sam assumed to be, her most comfortable sweats. Brooke heard her coming and turned to look at her.
"Hey, just in time. Sit down, I'll bring your cocoa over to you."
"Thanks."
Brooke came over to the table with two cups and handed one to Sam before sitting down across from her. "So, I was wondering. Do you have any plans for tonight? I was supposed to do something with Nicole, but I don't feel like going out in this rain. I thought we could have a movie night or something, there’s a Harry Potter marathon on tv again."
Sam was a bit surprised at how quickly Brooke had been able to jump from their imposed silence to being movie buddies, but she was thankful nonetheless. "Sounds good. I've had enough of this rain already. I have no desire to go back out into it. Besides, I'm already in my sweats, it would be a shame to have to put on real clothes."
"I agree," Brooke said with a smile before taking a swig of her hot chocolate.