She's Romeo Alright!

Chapter Twenty-Three

“So you do know him after all! You fraud…” Will was behind me and next to him was Brad.

“Open the gates, please.” I turned to the guards. “And yes, he’s family, you stalker…” I replied to him calmly.

“Oh please, I wasn’t stalking you that long---“

“Will, I think we should give Brooke and his cousin some time to talk or some space…” Brad suggested.

“No need, I’ll take him somewhere private instead…” I stuck my tongue out to Will, feeling good and at the same time childish.

*LEWIS’ POV*

“I came to realize that I do need help in studying Algebra, sorry for the favor… and oh, this is my cousin Art, he’s just a guest though, won’t be staying for long.” Brooke was holding hands with his so called ‘cousin’. This ought to be interesting.

“Yo! Nice to meet you” Art and Brooke had something in common, their dazzling smile.

“I don’t mind at all. What don’t you understand?” I yawned.

He sat together with Art beside her and Ford on the other side while Zeth and I sat across them at the Study Area table in the air-conditioned library.

“Everything.” He admitted bluntly.

“Okay… I think you should swap seats with Zeth so that I could explain to you more adequately.” I said.

Brooke moved beside me and the three bored-looking guys started chatting away when I started explaining to Adams.

“So, how long are you staying?” Ford asked Art.

“Depends, I’m supposed to make sure that Brooke gets together with her… his fiancé? Whatever.” He looked a bit confused about the pronouns and the fiancé issue.

“Whoa! Brooke never mentioned that he’s engaged to someone… you sly guy, you…” Zeth teased.

“I---“

“As you can see, we’re trying to study here so shut it.” I cut Brooke off. “Focus” He just nodded.

After the awkward silence and the other three not leaving their eyes on us, Zeth started to doze off after saying the word ‘boring’.

“Is it me or is it just hot in here?” Art took his shirt off without any warning then winked in Brooke’s direction whose eyes widened in disbelief.

“Put the shirt back on, now.” Brooke ordered, probably distracted with his cousin’s abs.

Strange relatives… I smell incest…

*BROOKE’S POV*

“He’s sleeping on the floor with me starting tonight.” I stated when I entered my dorm room, hoping to find Prince and Jagger… and I was in luck.

“Who’s he?” Prince looked at Art in alarm like he was a threat to him.

“My cousin.” I didn’t think four guys would fit just dandy in our huge bed, it’s already cramped with just the three of us alone.

“I don’t believe you. I smell something fishy…” Prince blurted out.

“Oh, I’m a model…” Art said proudly. Who cares? Actually, Prince did… BIG TIME.

“No way, I can’t allow this. You can’t sleep beside a model… let Jagger sleep beside him instead.” I don’t know what was up with Prince but…

“Don’t I get to have say in this? I can just sleep in the couch while you three homos can take the bed.” Jagger yawned. Homos? I wonder why he thinks that.

“Okay, that’s settled, now can I please take my shirt off?” Art asked for my permission.

“No way in---“ Prince tried to say.

“I’ll take my shirt off anyway. I always sleep with nothing on…” And in a second, Art was shirtless once again.

“Brooke, here’s proof that I HAVE been going out to the gym…” Art grabbed my hand then placed it on his hard abs so that I could feel it up which was… 0_0

I thought I was used to awkward moments like this but... I guess I'm still not after all. Intimacy issues.

“Hey! You can’t do that! Brooke… feel my body too!” Prince removed his shirt and replaced my hand on his… flat stomach.

“Uh… there’s nothing there.” Prince was skinny like me but not that skinny like a stick. He may be self-conscious now of his body and try to visit the gym perhaps?

Okay, I’ll admit it, Art and I come from a very long distance relative line in our family tree, we may not even be related at all but does it matter? We’ve been looking out for each other since he decided that I’m his favorite cousin then started calling me ‘his cutie’ for whatever strange reason.