Title: "Secret Desires"

| Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten |

Author: Love

Email: samnbrooke4ever@yahoo.com

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Couple: Sam/Brooke (DEFIANTLY)

Note: I don't own any of the characters in this story, just borrowing them for a little while. I am not getting or expecting a profit of any kind for writing this, just hopefully a little entertainment =)

If the thought of two women loving, Kissing, touching, etc (you know where this is heading ;)don't you?) Bothers you or you are under age or it is illegal where you live, Run don't walk to the nearest exit.

A special thanks to everyone who has been reading my story and to all those sending me the great feedback, I really and enjoying it =)

Rating: R as far as I know

Here is something that just popped into my head and I had to let it out =) I am still working on "Never Too Late" Just a little stuck at the moment, but I hope you enjoy this one.

Part One

Sam was going absolutely crazy. Between the extreme sexual dreams she was having about her blonde house mate and the steamy day dreams that she had been experiencing for the past month, she hadn't been able to concentrate on anything. She couldn't remember how many times she had to ask her friends and mother:

"Huh? I'm sorry, what did you say?" And she was frustrated beyond belief. So she had decided to write her feelings down, thinking maybe that would help. It hadn't, it only served to make her realize the helplessness of the situation. She, Samantha McPherson, was falling hopelessly in love Brooke McQueen. She continued to write though and soon she was writing erotic poems about Brooke. She kept them locked away so no one would find them. But just in case anyone did happen to stumble upon them, she didn't sign them with her name. She signed BrookeAddict. She had already written at least 50 poems, almost all of them mentioning Brooke's name.

After finishing her latest lyricism, Sam sighed with frustration and put her head down on her desk in the newspaper office. She needed to talk to someone, but was afraid of it getting back to the object of her desires. But she was at a loss of what to do. She was emotionally, physically, and mentally exhausted. Her dreams were affecting her in ways she couldn't even describe. Her poems started becoming a kind of release, but not nearly enough to help though.

She had started searching the Net for some kind of way to get past this little infatuation. That's what she thought it was at first. But as time went on she realized it went way beyond that. Then she found some sites that were devoted to women who had recently came to terms with their sexuality and those had helped a lot with her acceptance. But the tension that was thrumming through her body was a totally different problem.

She had found some lesbian porn sites and she couldn't stop blushing but couldn't turn away from the sites. Pretty soon, she started picturing herself and Brooke in those lewd acts. Very shortly after she had to stop looking at the sites for fear she would spontaneously combust. Then she found a little thing called fan fiction. There were thousands of sites dedicated to all the top TV shows and movies. She was amazed at all the people who thought like she did. Oh how many times had she thought that the leading female characters of her favorite shows were a little to close to merely be friends. So she read in all her free time. Some were romantic love stories and some were funny. And then some were full of sex. She enjoyed them all but the ones that were all about sex were very arousing and she started to crave trying all the things she read with Brooke. To say her dreams were a whole lot steamier and more vivid was an understatement.

She sat there with her head down, lost in thought, and was startled when she felt a hand touch her shoulder. Jumping up, eyes wide, she found an amused Lily standing in front of her smiling.

"I'm sorry, Sam," giggling she went on. " I said your name twice but I guess you didn't hear me," she finished with a huge smile. Sam smiled in spite of herself.

"Yeah, you look real sorry," she joked. Lily just laughed and swatted her on the arm.

"So what brings you to my place of proclamation? Got any juicy gossip on Satan?" she smiled and pointed at the chair beside her "Have a seat, Lil."

Lily did as requested but looked a little wearily at her friend.

"Sam is everything OK? You've been a little withdrawn lately and you seem a little nervous. You look tired. We have all been a worried about you," she finished in a rush.

"I'm fine, Lily," Sam stood and started collecting her books and things. "I just have a lot on my mind." As she was saying this she wondered if she should talk to Lily. If she could tell anyone, she could definitely tell her. She turned back to face her friend and eyed her wearily. Lily could tell Sam wanted to talk and obviously it was something huge or she wouldn't think twice about telling her.

"Lily, I need to talk to you about something," she said as she sat back down and put her things on the desk in front of her. As she did, a piece of paper fell unnoticed by Sam. She was too busy thinking of how she was going to word her next sentence without shocking the other girl into a coma. Lily reached down and picked it up.

"What's this?" As she was about to put it on the desk the title caught her attention "The Beauty That is Brooke McQueen." She read a little further when Sam finally focused on her. Her eyes went wide and she jumped up yanking the poem out of Lily's hands. She held the poem to her chest her as heart thumped wildly. She was afraid to look at Lily, afraid of what she might see. Lily for her part sat there dumbfounded. She had not had the chance to read it all but from what she read she was very clear on what it was about. Lucky for both girls it was one of Sam's mushy poems and not one of her erotic ones.

It got eerily quite with both girls frozen in place. Lily was the first to break the silence.

"So… Ummm… Sam?…" She really couldn't think of anything to say. She just shut up and shook her head. Sam flinched as the deafening silence was broken but made no other movement for some long moments. Finally she swallowed the large lump in her throat and turned her eyes to face the other girl. She saw that Lily was shocked but wasn't going anywhere. So she tried to shake off her nervousness. It was out now, she had to say something. She just didn't know how or where to start.

"Lily? First, please promise you won't say anything about this to anyone?" At Lily's nod and her:

"Of course Sam," she went on and told her everything. How she couldn't get Brooke off of her mind. How she had written many more poems like the one Lily had started to read and how she needed do something before she went out of her mind with her cravings.

Lily sat there in stunned silence listening to all Sam had to say and she definitely had lots to say. She was surprised but Sam needed her right now and she was determined to try and help her best friend anyway she could. When Sam finally wound down and got quiet again, Lily wanted to say something helpful but nothing came to mind. So she decided to just try and comfort Sam and be there.

"Sam, I really don't know what to say. I wish I could help you but I doubt there is anything anyone can do with the exception of Brooke," she gave Sam a small smile and went on. "I will be here for you though, anytime you need someone to talk to." She knew it wasn't much but hopefully it would ease some of Sam's worries. She was too wound up and she was worried about Sam.

Sam just smiled and thanked Lily for her understanding offer. She had to admit she was feeling a little better. She looked at the time and realized she was late. It was her turn to watch Mac and her Mom was waiting for her.

"Oh my God, my Mom is going to kill me! She has to be somewhere by 5 and its 4:30, I have got to go!" She grabbed her stuff not noticing when that same poem hit the floor for the second time. "Do you want to come over for a little while I baby-sit?" Lily smiled.

"Sure, let's go." They both headed out of the office and to Sam's car, neither giving the poem another thought or realizing how everything was about get carried away. As Sam and Lily were heading out the door they bumped into Jason and his sister Shannon, who were in charge of the Valentine's Day poem contest. Sam was in too much of a hurry so she just spoke over her shoulder on her way out the door.

"Hey guys, the poems that are going in tomorrow's paper are in a stack on my desk. Talk to you later." She and Lily both took off in a run realizing she was going to be in so much trouble.

Jason and Shannon just looked at each other and shrugged.

"Was that blur Sam?" the cute brunette asked and giggled. She had always had a little crush on Sam so she didn't mind when Sam would ask her to do the little odds and ends for the paper. She was still looking at the door thinking about Sam when her brother's voice got her attention. Shannon turned to him.

"Hey what's this?" he picked up the piece of paper and read the title. "Ooooh, someone has it bad for Brooke." He read it and giggled.

"You mean besides you and every other guy in this school?" She smiled and walked over to him. "Let me see it." She read the poem and felt herself get light headed. " Wow, this guy has got a gift. I wish someone would write something like that for me. It gave me the tingles," she finished with a wistful sigh.

"You mean like Sam." He laughed then yelped when his sister pinched him hard on the arm. "No need to go getting all violent on me," he whined while rubbing the sore spot. He eyed his sister wearily. "You can't stand there and deny your feelings, anyway, when you have admitted them to me."

"Awww, wimp," she stated and then went on. "Besides, I am not denying them. I was just warning you not to tease me again. Anyway let's get started so we can get these papers printed and head home."

She reread the poem and got the same reaction as the first time.

"This is the best poem I have read in a long time. Let's put this one on the first page. This Dream Lover should get us a lot of attention. Hey, maybe it will cause a love connection." She laughed at her own wit and went to get her work done. Thinking that tomorrow was going to be a great day. She wanted to see Brooke's reaction. Any girl would love this poem.

Part Two

Sam made it home and her Mom was waiting for her at the door. Placing her sister in her arms, Jane gave her a stern look.

"You are late. We will talk more when I get home." Placing a kiss on both her daughter's cheeks and she was gone. Sam let out a relieved breath, looking at her sister she smiled speaking to little Mac.

"Mommy wasn't too mad, was she Mac?" Turning to Lily, "Lets go see what's on the TV to keep Mac's interests."

Shannon and Jason got all the work done quickly. Shannon decided to also print her own poem to Sam and conveniently left out her name. Thinking since someone else did it for Brooke, she wouldn't be the only one sending out secret admirer notes. And besides, it's for Valentine's Day, everyone will think nothing of it. Hers wasn't as good as Brooke Addict's, she admitted, so hers probably wouldn't even be noticed.

When they were done, they printed them out and placed them in the out going box to be distributed in the morning. They locked up and headed home. Shannon wanted so bad for an excuse to call or visit Sam. She knew there wasn't any so she gave up but decided she was going to try and get Sam's attention somehow.

Sam and Lily had just put Mac down for a nap after a long drawn out game of Peek- A- Boo. Lily smiled at how good Sam was with the baby. They didn't say a word until both of them were out of the room and heading down the stairs.

"Sam, have you ever thought about having kids?" Lily inquired.

Sam looked at her like she grew 2 heads.

"Well, I guess, yeah. But not until I'm ready. I want to excel in my career first," she stated simply but Lily's inquiry made her wonder. What it would be like? And of course, the other person came to her mind was in the form of Brooke. Visions of Brooke with little Mac filled her mind and how natural the blonde was at it. Even she was still a little stiff with their little sister but Brooke from day one looked completely at ease. She smiled to herself at the beautiful smile that always spread across Brooke's face while she was playing with little Mac. Coming out of her little day dream she realized Lily was calling her name.

"I'm sorry, Lil, what did you say?"

Lily just smiled and said: "I was just saying you could have both. You do the career and Brooke could stay home with the kids." She giggled at the imagery. "I could see that. You coming home from a hard day of reporting, walk through the door and kiss your loving wife Brooke hello. Having 2 kids bouncing around you wanting to show you what they did in school and Brooke placing the baby in your arms while she heads back to the kitchen to finish dinner."

Sam watched Lily as she seemed to be far away in thought. Sam elbowed her and laughed.

"Seems like you have given this a lot of thought. You have got one vivid imagination." Lily giggled again.

"Yeah." Both looked toward the door as it opened to reveal a radiant Brooke chatting on her cell phone excitedly. Sam just stood there thinking how beautiful Brooke looked in her cheerleading outfit. Lily nudged her and cleared her throat.

"Close your mouth, Sam, before she sees you gaping at her. You have seen her in her uniform before," rolling her eyes as she finished. Sam closed her mouth with an audible pop.

"I know. It's just that she's excited. Look at her chest rising and falling with each quick breath and the flush that is covering her face and the…" before she could continue Lily covered her mouth just as Brooke hung up the phone and noticed them standing there. Looking at the two other girls with a somewhat amused but also curious expression.

"Hey, what's up?" Brooke asked as the longer they stood there the more weird the scene looked. Brooke was beginning to wonder what the two girls were on.

Shaking her head to free her mouth from Lily's hand Sam just smiled.

"Nothings up. What makes you think some things up?" Sam said a little nervously looking to Lily for her agreement.

Lily just shook her head and agreed "Yeah, nothings up."

Brooke looked back and forth between them. "Yeah, I think Sam just said that." Deciding she wasn't going to get any answers, she headed for the kitchen to get something to eat.

Lily looked at Sam rolled her eyes and said, "I am going home now."

Sam grabbed her arm. "Wait now that Brooke is here, I'll drive you. Brooke? I'm going to drive Lily home be back in about 20 minutes. Mac is sleeping, OK?"

Brooke poked her head out of the kitchen. "Yeah, whatever."

So Sam took Lily home, needing to get out of the house and away from Brooke so she could do some thinking without it being fogged up by the blonde.

Part Three

Brooke stood in the kitchen eating her snack and thinking about how odd Sam and Lily were just acting. (Well, more odd than usual) she giggled to herself. Then her thoughts drifted to more thoughts of Sam. Lately, it seemed that her thoughts had been constantly cluttered with the beautiful brunette. She couldn't get Sam out her head and it was driving her crazy.

Sighing heavily, she cleaned her mess and went to check in on her sleeping baby sister. Tip toeing in and gazing down at the peacefully sleeping tiny bundle she couldn't help but smile. Then she whispered to the child.

"You are so beautiful. Just like your sister Sammy." She reached down and caressed the little fuzzy head lightly. "What am I going to do, Mac? Hmmm? Do you have any advice for your big sis?" She let out a small low groan. " I know what you would say if you could talk, 'There is no help for you, Brooke,'" she finished with a low laugh. Straightening up, she blew Mac a kiss and went to her room to get some homework done.

Sam drove around for a little while just thinking. Now on her way back home, she wanted to distract herself from her never ending thoughts of Brooke so she turned on the radio to see what was playing. The first song she heard was "You Got It Bad" by Usher and she let out a humorous snort.

"Yeah I know I do. I don't need the reminder," she said as she quickly changed the station, next she heard…

"Have you ever loved somebody so much
It makes you cry
Have you ever needed something so bad
You can't sleep at night
Have you ever tried to find the words
But they don't come out right
Have you ever, have you ever
Have you ever been in love
Been in love so bad
You'd do anything to make them understand
Have you ever had someone steal your heart away
You'd give anything up to make them feel the same
Have you ever searched for words to get you in their heart
But you don't know what to say
And you don't know where to start
Have you ever loved somebody so much
It's makes you cry
Have you ever needed something so bad
You can't sleep at night
Have you ever tried to find the words
But they don't come out right
Have you ever, have you ever
Have you ever found the one
You've dreamed of all your life
You'd do just about anything to look into their eyes
Have you finally found the one you've given your heart to

Only to find that one won't give their heart to you
Have you ever closed your eyes and
Dreamed that they were there
And all you can do is wait for that day when they will care
Have you ever loved somebody so much
It makes you cry
Have you ever needed something so bad
You can't sleep at night
Have you ever tried to find the words
But they don't come out right
Have you ever, have you ever
What do I gotta do to get you in my arms baby
What do I gotta say to get to your heart
To make you understand how I need you next to me
Gotta get you in my world
'Cuz baby I can't sleep
Have you ever loved somebody so much
It's makes you cry
Have you ever needed something so bad
You can't sleep at night
Have you ever tried to find the words
But they don't come out right
Have you ever, have you ever"

She knew she should have changed it but just couldn't bring herself to.

"Nothing like torturing yourself," she said as she turned the radio off and drove into the driveway. She got out of the car and went into the house.

Almost to her room she decided to check on Mac. Walking into the quiet room, she looked down at the precious child. She smiled down at Mac and whispered.

"Well, Mac it's official, I am a product of unrequited love." She sighed heavily. "What should I do?" she asked. "Yeah, yeah I know. 'What you are thinking? Give it up, McPherson.'" She stared off for a minute. "I wish I could." With that, she kissed her fingers then lightly rubbed Mac's little head.

"Goodnight sweet heart." She went to her room and climbed in to bed thinking that tomorrow she was going to work on getting over her soon to be stepsister. She just had to find a distraction. She drifted off to sleep with Brooke on her mind, as usual, not knowing what tomorrow had in store for her. She had no idea that things were about to get interesting.

Brooke decided to try and sleep so she closed her schoolbooks, turned the light off and climbed into bed. Tossing and turning, she let out a heavy sigh. She had finally settled on her back when she heard her door open. Lifting up slightly so she was leaning on her elbows, she saw a figure standing in the shadows.

"Sam?" she asked as she saw the figure take a step closer.

"It's me, Brooke, I can't sleep. I need to talk to you," she heard Sam's low voice say. But there was something different in the tone. It was almost sensual and it sent tingling chills through her, instantly making her nipples hard.

Brooke tried to reply but it came out sounding more like a squeak. Clearing her throat she tried again.

"What about? Are you all right?" For some reason her body was starting to crave to be touched. It craved Sam's touch. With that realization, she started to tremble.

"Oh, I am definitely all right, Brooke. In fact, more than all right. I finally realized what I want," Sam's voice seemed to get deeper with every word. "What I need," she finished as she stepped out of the shadows into the pale moonlight streaming in through the window.

Brooke gasped at Sam's beauty. There Sam stood, her white silk bra and panties visible by her open robe. Barely able to speak past the lump in her throat, Brooke whispered.

"What do you want?" She took a deep breath. "What do you need, Sammy?"

Sam walked over to the bed looking into Brooke's eyes and let the robe fall from her shoulders to pool on the floor. She climbed up Brooke's body. Now resting on her hands and knees, she leaned in slightly until her lips hovered over Brooke's and their now labored breaths mingled.

"You, Brooke. I want and need you." She swooped down and took the blonde's lips in a slow passionate kiss. Brooke moaned as she felt Sam's tongue kneading her bottom lip. The kiss lasted long as they explored each other's mouths. Just as Brooke was about to roll them over Sam pulled back and whispered.

"It's time." Brooke was confused.

"Time for what?" she asked. Sam just smiled.

"To wake up." And suddenly Brooke's hazy mind finally started waking as she heard the ringing of her alarm. She slammed her hand down to turn it off and sat up. Wiping her sleepy eyes, she looked toward the bathroom when she heard the unmistakable sound of a shower running. Instantly fully awake, visions of a naked Sam with water running down her body, her head tilted back as she washed her hair, her hands gliding over her firm body to wash herself ran through Brooke's mind. Shaking her head with a groan, she flopped back down on her bed, throwing her blanket over head.

"Oh God! I am in so much trouble here!"

Part Four

As the school day began Sam rushed to her homeroom class and found a seat. The next thing she knew she had a very out of breath and very nervous Lily standing by her side, holding a copy of the school paper and pointing wildly at it.

"What is it? What's wron…" she started to ask, taking the paper from Lily. Suddenly Sam felt faint. Her eyes got wide and her jaw dropped. She turned back to face Lily.

"How?" then she turned and looked around her. She noticed that almost everyone in the class had a copy of the paper, even the teacher, and the ones that didn't were reading with the ones that did. Then she looked toward the back of the room where Brooke and Nicole were sitting and reading the poem.

"Great!" She looked back to Lily. "I am going to move out of the country, would you like to come along?" Putting her head down on the desk she let out a deep sigh. Lily sat down in the chair next to Sam.

"Hey, no one knows you wrote it. And it's a big hit with the one it was meant for. I heard her talking to the blonde bimbos." When Sam lifted her head slightly to look at her again, Lily went on. "She it was the most beautiful, sweet and romantic poem she had ever read and that it actually made her knees weak."

Sam sat up all the way and smiled.

"Heh, I made her knees weak?" At Lily's nod, she turned to look at the blonde again and Brooke looked up at the same time. They stared for a few minutes until Nicole nudged Brooke to get her attention. But right before Brooke looked away, she smiled at Sam.

Sam looked at Lily's knowing smirk and she shrugged. Before either of them could say anything more, the principal's voice sounded through the intercom.

"Good morning students. I would like to take this moment to thank all the students that have helped with the preparations for the Valentine's Day Masquerade Dance. And I would also like to say thank you to all the students who have participated in the poem contest. I have seen a lot of talent and work go into them. And on that topic, we have a student that would like to say a few words about one that was posted in today's. So I will turn over the microphone to her. Mary Cherry you are up."

4 sets of eyes widened, then turned to the seat that should have been occupied by the southerner.

"OK, Ah would first like ta say ta who ever 'Brooke Addict' is: y'all have gotten ouah lil' Brookie's attention. Ah mean she is ve-ry excited. Y'all have even gotten her panties awl wet…"

She was cut off as everyone heard a struggle and the principal's voice in the background sounding shocked.

"You can't say things like that! Give me the microphone!"

Sam looked back quickly to see Brooke's face flush red as she tried to hide her face with her hands. And Nicole was just sitting there growling lowly, looking up at the speaker as if she was trying to will Mary Cherry to be sucked through it so that she could slap her.

Finally Mary Cherry's voice popped back on after the scuffle.

"Ah am so sorry. Ah am apparently not allowed ta say things like that. Even though it's true. Anyways, if what y'all say in yer poem is true, come see Nicole and Ah. Cause if ya pass inspection, y'all can be our lil' Brookie's date for the Valentine's Day Dance. Ah mean, if y'all are a nerd, geek or mentally challenged don't even bother ta apply…"

"OK," The principal's voice once again interrupted Mary Cherry's announcement. "Well, I believe that is it for today. Remember to buy your tickets for the dance at the newspaper office and have a good day."

Lily and Sam looked at each other and smiled. Sam being the normal smart ass that she is, had to ask.

"Hey, do you think I would pass inspection?" and both girls laughed.

Everyone was quiet for a while as they all read the paper. Sam was lost in her own thoughts and Brooke was trying to recover from her humiliation.

When Lily let out a loud 'wow', Sam looked at her questioningly. "

It seems that you have a secret admirer, too," she said as she handed Sam the paper. "And apparently they are quite talented too."

Sam read the poem and she started to blush. A huge smile spread across her face when she was done.

"That was sexy!"

When the bell rang to signal the end of class, everyone stood up and filed out into the halls. Sam felt weary. But she figured that was to be expected since her most private thoughts about the girl she loved, who just happened to be her soon to be step sister and her house mate, were just made very public.

Lily looked at Brooke and then back at Sam as an idea formed in her head.

"Sam? Why don't you use this to your advantage? Sort of a venting system?" When she got a 'What the hell are you talking about' look from Sam she went on.

"Well, now you know that your poem excited her. You can post another or just send her more." Lily watched as Nicole dragged Mary Cherry to the Novak by her ear and just shook her head.

"Why would I do that Lily? I mean, she doesn't know it's me and don't you think she might get mad if she does find out?" Sam said as she was getting stuff out of her locker.

Suddenly, Sam felt someone come up close behind her and knew by the perfume wafting around her who it was. Still facing the locker, she closed her eyes and inhaled. Lily saw this and thought (Yep, She's got it bad)

"Hey," Brooke said to them both but looking at Sam. Sam turned to face the only person who could make her feel things she didn't know were possible with just a look.

"Hey, Brooke," she forced a smile as she looked into deep hazel eyes. Sam looked to the paper still in Brooke's hands and smiled. "Interesting reading, huh?" Brooke laughed.

"Apparently. I saw that you have a secret admirer too. Any idea who it might be?" Brooke sounded casual but she really wanted to know. But she couldn't understand why. Sam looked at her surprised.

"Nope not a clue," she said with a smile. Then, before she could say anything else, Nicole walked up with a very chastised looking Mary Cherry.

"OK Spill it Spam! I know you have to proofread the poems before they go out. So you have to know who this 'Brooke Addict' is. I do not have time for your lame excuses like 'it's against the rules of the paper,' or that you were sworn to secrecy or anything like that. And don't give me any bull about 'journalistic integrity,' because we both know you haven't got any. Plus, the less time I have to be near the lower class of the school the better. I think you shed on my clothes or something."

"First off, I do not shed, you moron. Second, I am not in charge of the poems, Satan! So if you will excuse me, I'm going to my class now. I wouldn't want you to be overexposed to us lower classes," Sam said as she pushed past Nicole and Lily followed.

Brooke just watched her go for a minute then glared at Nicole before heading off toward her own class.

Nicole just shrugged and went to her own class with a very quiet blonde shadow.

The rest of the day went on about the same. Sam was trying to avoid questions about the paper, Lily was trying to convince Sam that she should continue to send more poems, Nicole and Mary Cherry were trying to find 'Brooke Addict,' and Brooke was watching everyone that was around Sam to see if she could find out who Sam's secret admirer was.

Shannon stood in the shadows for most of the day watching Sam. When Sam was walking home, she made her move. She pulled up beside the brunette.

"Hey there Gorgeous, want a ride?" she asked with a wink. Sam excepted the ride with a blush and a shy 'thank you.'

"Why are you walking?" Shannon inquired as she made her way through the late afternoon traffic.

"I told Brooke to go ahead home, I had to finish up something on the paper." She smiled to herself when she thought about the poem she put in this time. Lily talked her into at least posting one more to see if she got the same reaction. She chose a sexier one but edited it for school. It was one of her favorites.

Shannon looked at her and smiled.

"So since you didn't need me or Jason to help today, are you going to tomorrow? Because you know I am always willing to do anything for you." This last part was said in a tone that sent a chill down Sam's back. Sam looked at the other girl and the look in her eyes was unmistakably desire. Sam didn't know what to say or do, so she opted for a quick and shy:

"Thank you, I will keep that in mind," she finished with a smile and stared down at her hands for the rest of the ride home.

Brooke was coming out of the kitchen when she heard laughter outside the front door. She watched as it opened to reveal Sam and Shannon laughing and heading for the stairs and not even noticing her.

Brooke felt a surge of jealousy and it bothered her. She couldn't help the thoughts that were now making themselves known.

"So that's why she didn't want you to drive her home. She didn't need you, she had Shannon." She rolled her eyes and went into the living room to try and watch TV to change her mood.

An hour later she heard the two laughing girls make their way back to the front door. Brooke stood up and went over to them thinking bitterly (what could be so damn funny?)

Sam noticed her first "Oh, hi Brooke. I didn't see you there." Brooke stared daggers at Shannon and said under her breath:

"That's obvious"

"What was that?" Sam asked totally missing what was said.

"Nothing, So what was so funny?" She asked still not taking her eyes off Shannon. Both Shannon and Sam noticed, but only Sam was puzzled by it. (Brooke doesn't usually act hostile to anyone. Well, besides me)

Just than the phone started ringing.

"You wouldn't be interested," Sam said as she went to answer the phone. She didn't realize her reluctance to share what their laughter was about would hurt Brooke's feelings, but it did.

Shannon watched Sam go and then turned to Brooke and smiled.

"Brooke, can I talk to you?" When Brooke shrugged and headed back to the coach, she followed. "I just wanted to ask you since you know Sam better than most, what would she like for Valentine's Day? Like what could I get her to make a lasting impression on her?"

When Shannon asked those questions Brooke's eyes widened.

"You're Sam's secret admirer, aren't you?" Now she knew why Shannon's presence was making her uncomfortable. At Shannon's nod she said, "Well, I don't know, but you are wasting your time. Sam isn't gay and if she was…" She trailed off not even knowing what she was going to say.

"'If she was' what? Would you go after her? Miss Queen of Popularity? Come on, Brooke, is that what you were going to say? You know it's written all over your face that you're jealous. But would you be willing to put aside your throne for her? Think about it, Brooke. Even if she isn't interested in me, I am willing to take that risk. Are you? Well, all I can say, Brooke, is you better open your eyes before it's to late."

Just when Brooke was about to speak Sam walked in. The first thing she noticed was the two girls glaring at each other, and the hostility in the air.

"Ummm, Brooke that was your dad. He said that we should order pizza for dinner and that they won't be home until late." Looking at Shannon, "Would you like to stay for dinner, Shannon?" she said hoping to dispel the tension.

Without looking away from Brooke, Shannon replied.

"No thank you, Sam. I was just leaving." Then with a slight smirk, "I have some shopping to do." Turning and giving Sam a full smile. "I'll see you at school tomorrow."

Not for the first time, Sam admired Shannon's beauty. But she felt guilty, because as she did with everyone else, she compared her to Brooke. When the door shut she turned to Brooke and noticed Brooke was watching her reaction to Shannon and she couldn't help but blush.

"What was that all about? Why did I come in here and it look like you two were about to start swinging?"

Brooke looked back at the TV and just shrugged, her mind a whirlwind of confusion.

Sam, realizing she wasn't going to get an answer, threw up her hands and left the room to call Lily.

Part Five

Brooke couldn't sit still any longer. Her mind was going in all kinds of directions and all it did was confuse her and make her feel edgy. Why had she been feeling this way about Sam? Was Sam gay? She'd asked around about Shannon who apparently had to be at least bi. And she didn't understand why had it bothered her so much that Shannon wanted to buy! Sam a Valentines Day gift.

She got angry all over again at the thought of Shannon wanting Sam but the worse part was that she knew Shannon was right. She was afraid of her feelings and afraid of losing her throne. And now she was afraid that Shannon might win Sam's heart.

Brooke threw the remote down on the coffee table, grabbed her keys and stormed out the door having no idea where she was going. She just knew that she had to get out of the house for a little while before she went stir crazy. She hoped that she could get her mind off of Sam, Shannon and what everything meant.

Hearing a loud horn behind her, Brooke jumped and was torn out of her confused thoughts when she realized that the light was green. She decided to go back home because driving wasn't helping take her mind off things and if she kept drifting off like that she just might not make it home in one piece.

At the next red light she was determined to stay out of her own head so she looked around and almost growled when she noticed a familiar car sitting out in front of one of the many jewelry stores on that shopping strip. Looking through the huge front window was Shannon peering in one of the display cases. From the where she sat in her car, Brooke couldn't see exactly what the other girl was looking at, but if it was coming from that store she knew it was expensive.

Again a horn startled her. As she was about to turn away, Shannon turned to see what the noise was about, recognized her and gave her a knowing and slightly teasing half smirk before tuning back to her browsing.

Brooke, for her part, gripped the steering wheel so hard her knuckles were turning white. Gritting her teeth, she drove on as the cars behind her continued to honk impatiently.

OOOOh she is so wanting to get slapped! she angrily huffed as she made her way home.

After hanging up with Lily, Sam made her way to the kitchen to order a pizza. While she was waiting for her food to arrive she went in search of her blonde housemate.

She was a little disappointed when she realized Brooke had left and she was alone. As she sat down to flick through the channels, she again wondered why Brooke and Shannon seemed so hostile toward each other.

Then her mind started to wander. Should I have listened to Lily? Should I have put another one of my poems in the paper? She couldn't help but wonder why she did it anyway. She was trying to get over Brooke, not continue to remind herself how hopeless the situation was. Her thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell. She just shook her head and let out a frustrated sigh as she answered it.

After eating, Sam realized sadly that Brooke probably wouldn't be home for some time so she wrapped up what was left of the pizza and went up to her room to do her homework.

Around 9 PM Brooke came home and walked into the kitchen looking for something to eat. Noticing the pizza she pulled a piece out and heated it up. After seeing Shannon, Brooke had changed her mind about going home and went to Nicole's and they had gone to the mall.

Nicole thought there was something weird about Brooke.! She seemed agitated and on a mission but when she asked the taller blonde, Brooke just kept saying she was fine and she just wanted to shop. But after 6 jewelry shops, Nicole was very curious. Brooke usually only wants to shop for clothes. Quite skeptical, Nicole watched Brooke look in all the display counters. The only things she was looking at were girl's lockets and pendants or something equally as mushy. Needless to say, Nicole was bored and happy when Brooke decided she was ready to go home.

Brooke sat in the kitchen just nibbling on her pizza, not really hungry, wondering what possessed her to try and out do Shannon's gift. Rolling her eyes at the thought. She shopped for 2 hours and didn't buy anything, mostly because she didn't know what Shannon was getting Sam. So it was kind of hard to out do something when you have no clue what it is you are out doing. But also because this is Sam she was talking about. She was definitely far from materialistic, so she wouldn't be impressed.

Getting mentally exhausted from her conflicting thoughts, Brooke stood up, put her plate in the sink and headed up to bed. She hoped things would be a whole lot clearer in the morning, but she seriously doubted it.

Part Six

Brooke couldn't sleep. She was up half the night tossing and turning, visions of Shannon and Sam popping into her head. When her alarm went off, she turned it off and headed for the shower hoping to dispel her current mood. She thought of all the things that Shannon said and what she was going to do about it. But somehow she kept coming up with the same answer:


Brooke knew she wanted Sam and she was definitely admitting it now. But she wasn't sure if she was willing to risk everything that she had and had ever wanted. She wasn't even sure if Sam would be interested anyway. So, with a sigh, she realized that all she could do was wait and see what happened.

Looking in the mirror, she rubbed her face and shook her head.

"I look like I haven't had sleep in weeks." She jumped slightly at the sound of Sam's voice as Sam entered the room. She turned to face her as Sam walked right up to her with a worried look.

Sam had walked in and was about to turn and leave when she realized Brooke was still occupying the bathroom until she noticed the dark circles around her eyes and that the normally vibrant blonde was looking very drawn and pale.

"Are you OK, Brooke?" she practically ran to the blonde's side. She brought her hand up to check for fever and looked closely in to Brooke's eyes "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Brooke gave what she hoped was a reassuring smile as she reached up and took Sam's hand away from her forehead. Although she was loving the attention, she didn't want Sam to worry.

"I'm fine Sam, really. I just didn't get any sleep. I had a lot on my mind."

At Sam's still worried look she went on.

"Really Sam, I'm just a little tired."

Sam just looked at her a little skeptical and shook her head.

"Why didn't you sleep? What was on your mind? Anything I can help you with?" The brunette was a little worried. Brooke wasn't acting like herself lately and she could tell the blonde had been upset yesterday. She and Shannon seemed to have wanted to pounce on each other, then she just left and didn't come back until late. Sam had heard her come in but the slamming of the doors and the frustrated sighs told her that Brooke needed some space and she probably didn't want company. But Sam didn't want Brooke to feel alone. She knew that sometimes the blonde didn't deal well with pressure so she wanted it to be clear that she would help in anyway that she could and to make sure that the blonde knew that she wasn't alone.

Brooke didn't know what to say so she opted for part of the truth.

"I don't want you to worry. I've just been thinking a lot. Having a secret admirer just made me miss having someone to be with. Not that I miss Josh, it's just that I miss the relationship part. I miss all the sweet and fun things you do with someone. I love the way that poem made me feel."

She smiled even brighter.

"I want to feel wanted and needed like that poem made me feel. I want passion and romance," she trailed off as she imagined her and Sam sitting together with candles all around them. Then she shook her head and laughed a little and looked away embarrassed that she went on like that. At least she left out the part where she wanted all that with Sam. She figured Sam would be a little freaked out to say the least.

"You must think I'm weird to lose sleep over such trivial things," as Brooke looked up she noticed that Sam was smiling and had a far off look on her face.

Sam noticed the way Brooke seemed to get a little of her normal vibrant character back when she talked about her secret admirer and it made her smile to think that it was because of her. Sam shook her head and went on to reassure the blonde.

"No, Brooke, not at all. I've lost sleep over my favorite television reporter being fired. What you have on your mind is a very important issue. We all get lonely and then dwell on it. I have done it many times."

Brooke gave Sam a 100 watt smile and then turned back toward the mirror and started to try and hide the evidence of not sleeping with a thick layer of Max Factor. But she kept looking from herself to the beautiful brunette still standing behind her. When she was done she turned back to Sam. Hoping to get the spotlight off her, she changed the subject.

"So, do you think my secret admirer is cute? And do you think that he will write me more poetry?" she asked in an almost giddy voice.

Sam couldn't help but wonder how Brooke could still look absolutely beautiful without any sleep and being slightly stressed out.

"I don't know if you would consider him cute, but I do know that if he saw the way you light up when you think about his poems, and that there was a slim chance to get a smile from you that he would write you a poem every chance he got." Sam finished with a slight blush.

They stared into each others eyes for a few more moments then Sam cleared her throat.

"Well, I better be getting ready for school. Lily will be waiting out front for me." She awkwardly left the bathroom to get the clothes that she wanted to wear and decided she really needed to talk to Lily. Because if romance was all it would take to make Brooke happy, then she was going to give it to her, even if someone else was getting the credit for it.

Part Seven

A special Thank you to Aeryn for being supportive and trying to keep me motivated XO and of course for helping me =)and listening to me whine ;)lol you are the greatest.


Sam ran up to Lily, “I’ve decided that you were right. I am going to use the poem contest, but only to help Brooke out of her funk.” Sam told Lily of hers and Brooke’s conversation in the bathroom, and that she planned on giving Brooke what she needed. So Lily and Sam, thought up some little romantic things to do besides the poems in the paper.

When they got to homeroom everyone was again reading the paper huddled together. Lily looked up from her copy and gave Sam a look that showed she was very much impressed with this one. They heard the murmurs all around them, saying how sexy this one was and how lucky Brooke was.

Brooke felt very warm after reading it, and couldn’t help but wish that these words were coming from Sam. She looked up in time to see Shannon squatting down in front of Sam. She felt that familiar burn in her chest, She wanted to get up and kick her ass, but she knew she really had no right. Sam was a single girl and if she was attracted to Shannon than there was really nothing she could do. Even though her mind was screaming at her, that there was, just let Sam know there is another person interested.

Brooke could tell that Sam liked Shannon, she got all shy and giggly when they were together and she didn’t miss the way Sam checked her out. Brooke could swear that Sam looked at her with desire a couple of times but part of her was still to afraid to admit it to herself that she wasn’t just imagining it.

Shannon asked Sam “Would it be ok if I drove you home after school? I need to talk to you about something.”

Sam nodded “Sure, Is everything ok? Is something wrong?” she asked a little worried. Shannon smiled and reassured Sam that everything was fine and she just wanted to talk. And when Shannon stood up she looked to Brooke and gave her a huge smile and turned and left.

Brooke stared at the girls retreating back trying to burn holes in the back of her head with her eyes.

Again Nicole’s interest was peaked, having witnessed everything including the almost longing looks Brooke was throwing in Spam’s direction. Nicole just shook her head and turned her attention to more important things like her makeup application. She would wait and see what happens before she confronted the other blonde, maybe she was wrong, but than she just smirked to herself and thought, “I’m never wrong.”

Lily laughed as Shannon left and shook her head.

“What are you laughing for?” Sam asked with a puzzled look on her face.

Lily just shrugged “Oh come on Sam. You can’t tell me that you didn’t notice that Shannon has it bad for you. It is so obvious.”

Sam stared at the shorter girl like she has two heads, “We are just friends Lil.” Than she turned and looked where Shannon disappeared and smiled “That wouldn’t be so bad though.” She said lowly and giggled.

Lily rolled her eyes “Sam, think about it, while you are in love with Brooke you would only end up breaking that girls heart. And I bet that is what she wants to talk to you about. She wants to tell you how she feels.”

Sam stared at Lily for a minute and realized she was right and she didn’t want to hurt Shannon. “Damn I hope you aren’t right.”

Brooke heard Sam and Lily giggling and just knew it was something Shannon said, and she was fuming now. She never got this jealous over anyone else, and she didn’t like it. Sighing loudly she put her head down as the morning announcements started.

Sam wrote a short but sweet letter, and gave it to Lily so she could slip it into Brooke’s things during their next class together.

Then Sam wrote a short very sexy poem, and decided to slip it into the blonde’s locker during next period.

The day progressed like that making sure Brooke got the letter and the poem without being seen. Then as Lily was leaving Sam slipped her some money and asked her to buy a single long stem rose and told her that she would be by after she talked to Shannon to pick it up.

Shannon was waiting outside for Sam, and when the journalist walked out she couldn’t help the 100 watt smile that spread across her face.

“This is going to be interesting” Sam thought to herself. The ride to her house was quite, Shannon was trying to figure a way to tell Sam that she liked her without freaking her out, especially if Sam didn’t like girls.

Sam didn’t know what to say so she pretty much just stared out the window. Hoping Lily wasn’t right, as flattering as it would be, she didn’t want their friendship to suffer. Turning to look at the other girl Sam thought again “She is beautiful, maybe Lily isn’t right, maybe all she needs is someone to take her mind off of Brooke.” She shook her head and looked back out the window feeling so confused.

Shannon and Sam went straight out to the pool and sat down with their feet dangling in the water, and had been sitting there for 15 minutes before Shannon finally spoke. “I know you are wondering what I wanted to talk to you about, so I am going to just say it. I like you Sam, I am very attracted to you, I don’t know if it’s just me but at times I think that you are look at me like you feel the same.” Taking a deep breath she went on “I’m not expecting anything, I would just like to take you out sometime and maybe see where it could lead.”

Pulling a little wrapped box out of her pocket she handed it to Sam “This is an early Valentines gift, I want you to have, so please except it.”

Sam smiled, unwrapped and opened the box gasping at the contents “Wow, it’s beautiful.” Inside the box was a gold chain with Sam’s Initial dangling from it.

“Do you like it? Shannon asked a little nervous.

“I Love it, but I cant except this, It’s to much.” But before she could continue Shannon cut her off.

“Please keep it, I didn’t get it for any other reason than that you are a great friend.” She pleaded with Sam and Sam smiled and gave it. “Here let me put it on for you.”

After she clasped it she ran her fingertips slowly down and over

Sam’s neck and shoulders. She than leaned in and whispered “Sam, You are so beautiful.”

Sam felt chills coursing through her body at the soft caresses, and couldn’t help but lean into it and close her eyes, letting out a soft moan at the whispered words. She than let Shannon turn her head slightly so that she was looking into longing eyes.

Not being able to fight her own desires anymore Shannon leaned in and kissed Sam softly, when she didn’t pull away she slowly deepened the kiss.

Sam slid her right hand up and around the other girl’s neck and couldn’t help the moan that escaped. Shannon just pulled Sam tighter against her.

Brooke pulled into the drive, after getting frustrated with Nicole and Merry Cherry all she wanted to do was come home and relax and maybe watch a movie with Sam. But than she saw Shannon’s Trans Am sitting in the driveway she just shook her head, her mood just got worse.

Walking into the house she noticed that she didn’t hear any movements, or talking. Walking up the stairs she noticed there was no one up there either. She decided to make a snack and watch some tv till Sam showed up. On her way to the kitchen she heard voices coming from near the pool, Letting her curiosity get the better of her she looked out and saw Shannon give Sam a little box. She knew it had to be something nice from the look on Sam’s face.

She watched from where she stood feeling first shock than sick, and when Shannon started kissing Sam, she felt like she was just kicked in the stomach.

Wishing she didn’t see that, now that vision was burned in her mind, knowing it will be what she sees every time she sees Shannon and Sam together.

Changing her mind about the snack, having lost her appetite she went up to her room and laid down hoping sleep would just take her as tears started to fall.

Part Eight

Sam was, loving the kiss, she couldn't help it, Shannon was beautiful and she had the softest lips she ever felt. But there was something holding her back, she knew what it was but she was trying desperately to get lost in the amazing sensations she was experiencing.

After a few more minutes two things became very clear to Sam, One was that no matter how incredible this kiss was, she couldn't get Brooke out of her mind and, two was that she couldn't use Shannon that way. Shannon was a great friend and Sam wanted to keep it that way.

Shannon felt Sam's hesitations, and she figured she knew why, and that maybe a little more passion would help convince Sam she was the one. As she pulled away slightly she whispered passionately against those perfect lips "Sam…" But before she could say anymore she felt Sam slide her hand from the back of her neck to the front of her shoulder and push softly to stop her from moving in again.

Pulling back more so she could see Sam's face, she could tell Sam had enjoyed the kiss but she also could see the sadness in those deep beautiful eyes. "What's wrong Sam? Did I do something wrong?" She had a feeling she knew what it was but she didn't want to give up just yet, not without a fight.

Sam looked into Shannon's imploring eyes and had to look away, she was slightly ashamed for letting the kiss go on so long knowing that she couldn't be with Shannon, not when she wanted and loved Brooke with all of her heart. But when she heard the questions she looked back to the other girl and saw the slightly hurt look she had to try and explain so she rushed on. "No Shannon, No you didn't do anything wrong." Taking deep breathes to try and compose herself after the kiss and the rampant thoughts she was a little thrown off.

Shannon waited patiently for Sam to gather her thoughts. She needed know exactly was going on in Sam's head.

Sam stood up to put some distance between them but only moved to a Chaise lounge and sat and dropped her head into her hands. "I am so, so sorry, Shannon… I just can't do this right now." She stopped not knowing how to go on, should she tell Shannon of her love for Brooke?

Shannon stood up and moved to squat down in front of Sam and placed her hands comfortingly on her knee, trying to show Sam that what ever it was that was upsetting her, she could confide in her. "Sam, what is it? Are you not attracted to me?" She was surprised how quick Sam looked up and snorted at her.

Sam almost laughed out loud at that question. "Your joking right? I would have to be blind if I didn't find you attractive, You are very beautiful." She looked down shyly at Shannon's smile, "It's just… I don't know how to say this… I…" Shaking her head and letting out a frustrated sigh she went on "What I am trying to say and failing miserably is that I am in love with…"

"Brooke" Shannon said finishing Sam's confession. Than she laughed at Sam's shocked look. "Why do you look so surprised? I have had a feeling about it for awhile." She finished with a slight smile.

"Is it that obvious?" Sam asked quietly.

"No, not to everyone, I'm sure, I just like you A LOT," she smiled shyly, "so I pay a little closer attention."

Sam smiled at this "Are you stalking me?" she asked jokingly.

Shannon laughed "Only every other day."

They both got quit for a few minutes, neither knowing how to continue.

Shannon finally spoke first "Sam, I know you love Brooke, but I like you a lot and I want you to know that if there is at all the slightest chance that you could move past those feelings, and maybe give me a chance, I will wait for you." She finished with a smile.

Sam smiled back but didn't know what to say. "Shannon, I like you too, you are a great friend and are VERY beautiful, It's just that I don't think that I can move on anytime soon, and I couldn't ask you to wait, that isn't fair to you." She put her hand up to stall Shannon's objections. "I know I didn't ask you too, and you are doing this on your own, But I am totally and completely in love with Brooke, and I cant let it go yet, I'm not ready, I'm not sure if I ever will be. I have never felt this way about anyone, just getting a smile from her can take my breath away, Just a brush against her makes my body come alive in ways I never thought possible." She stopped and blushed before she could embarrass herself anymore.

Shannon smiled sadly knowing that Sam wouldn't give in now. "Wow, if there was any doubt that you were Brooke's secret admirer before, there isn't now." She genuinely was charmed by Sam's shy smile and blush. "It's ok Sam, I understand what you are saying, and I want you to be happy. So I will step back for now. But know that if you change your mind, I will be here." She finished firmly, but smiled to show Sam that there weren't any hard feelings.

Sam felt relieved at this. "Thank you, for understanding and for being a great friend." She finished with a hug.

Shannon stood and made her way through the house and to the door with Sam following close behind. They said their goodbyes and than Sam noticed that Brooke's car was in the driveway. Getting a flutter and a little bit anxious she went into the kitchen to see if the blonde was in there. She felt a little worried that Brooke saw the kiss, but than dismissed it thinking that she was probably just being paranoid.

Not finding Brooke she went upstairs thin! king that was the only other place she could be unless Nicole picked her up. As she neared their rooms she heard quite sobs and rushed to Brooke's room, the door was slightly open and she could see Brooke's form shaking a little and she knew that she was crying. She hesitated for a minute wondering if she should go in, what if Brooke didn't want anyone to see her crying or if she just wanted to be alone, but her need to be close and to comfort the blonde won out and she slowly walked in and approached the bed.

Brooke looked up and saw Sam and didn't know what to say, so she just watched as she made her way closer. When Sam climbed onto the bed without a word she wrapped her arms around Brooke and whispered soothing words to her. Brooke instantly hugged her tightly, and her sobs came full force now.

Sam wasn't sure what was wrong but she wasn't about to let go. She was going to be there for the blonde as long as she needed. "Sh, what's wrong Brooke?, Are you ok?" She asked in a whisper. Trying desperately to find out what was hurting her love so much.

After awhile Brooke stopped crying, but didn't let go of Sam, they were reclined with her the blondes head on Sam's shoulder. Sam lay there running her fingers softly and comfortingly through the blonde's hair. Both girls were in heaven, neither one wanted to speak, afraid of breaking the spell. Both secretly pretending that there was nothing in the world wrong, no consequences no one else but them, knowing soon they would have to face the reality of it all but not right now. So they lay there till both fell asleep, feeling so content.

Part Nine

The phone ringing startled both sleeping beauties, The blonde tried to ignore it but it just wouldn’t stop. Blindly reaching for the offending object on her night stand, she sleepily answered it “hello”

The other voice sounded irritated “Brookie? Were you sleeping? This early? Are you sick? I hope you aren’t coming down with something weird, living with lower class. Who knows what she might be…” she was cut off by Brooke sounding more awake and a little aggravated.

“What do you want Nic?” she sighed and looked at Sam for the first time since she woke. Sam was just lying there patiently being her pillow, looking sleepy. She blushed a little and sat up embarrassed.

Nicole just ignored the tone and went on “Well I was going to ask you if you wanted to go shopping, I found out that there was a sale going on, and I know Merry Cherry and I were a bit frustrating earlier and I want to make it up to you, by buying you something nice to apologize.” Nicole finished not sounding the least bit sincere. Brooke knew she just wanted to go shopping and Merry Cherry was probably busy.

The last thing she wanted to do was move from her bed, and Sam “Sorry Nic, I am going to pass, I just don’t feel up to going anywhere right now.”  Pulling the phone from her ear she cringed as Nicole went off, something about never missing a chance to shop, and what kind of friend was she. She wasn’t sure because she really wasn’t listening. She looked to Sam again, shrugged, and smiled. When the phone got quite she put it back to her ear and told Nicole she was sorry again and said she would talk to her tomorrow, and without giving the irate blonde a chance to object she hung up.

They lay there silently for a few moments longer, than Sam couldn’t take it, she needed to know what had the blonde so upset earlier. “So are you ok? Do you want to talk about it?” she asked hesitantly.

Brooke looked into the brunets worried eyes and just wanted to get lost in Sam, she wanted to confess and hopefully it would end up like her dreams where Sam would say she felt the same and kiss her. But she knew that was just a fantasy.

Sitting up completely so that her back was against the headboard, she sighed and ran her fingers threw her hair, “I’m fine, Sam, really. I just felt tired and frustrated from practice, maybe I am just PMSing.” She smiled hoping Sam would except this excuse and let it go.

Sam sat there quietly for a few more moments deciding whether or not to let Brooke off the hook, but she figured she would just let it go for now. “I think there is more to it than you are telling me, but just know that you can tell me anything, and if you ever need to talk I am always willing to listen.” As she finished speaking she stood and headed for the bathroom “I’m taking a shower before dinner.” Than she disappeared behind the door.

Laying back and sighing loudly she got a visual of Sam undressing when she heard the shower start. Shaking her head she stood up and went down stairs to see what Jane was cooking. As she stepped on the bottom step her father walked in smiling “Hey sweetie. Secret admirer, huh?” Brooke looked at him wondering how he knew.

At the look of confusion on her face he continued “You have a gift on your car out there.” He kissed her on the cheek and went in search of his wife, figuring Brooke would fill him in later if she wanted.

Brooke walked outside and saw a single beautiful long stemmed red rose and a little card on the hood of her car. She picked it up and went back in and headed for her room deciding she wanted to read the card in private.

She pulled the card out of it’s envelope and she couldn’t figure out why but she was shaking a little as she read the message. “To the most beautiful girl, I would be honored if you would meet me on the roof of the gym the night of the dance. Love Brooke addict.” She couldn’t help the smile that took up her entire face. It was exciting and scary, but the problem she was having was that Sam’s face kept popping into her head, if she met with her admirer she would have to face reality, and maybe he was cute and she would be able to move past these feelings for Sam.

“Hey” Sam entered still drying her hair with a towel “What is that?” she asked nodding toward the card. She wondered why Brooke had such a cute smile on her face.

Excitedly, Brooke handed the card to Sam. Sam read the card her eyes got wide and she looked to see Brooke holding the rose to her nose. Stuttering slightly she asked “Wwhere diddd you get that rose?”

Brooke couldn’t control the bubbly mood she suddenly found herself in for some reason “It was on my car.” She said over her shoulder as she walked toward the bathroom, “ My turn, you didn’t use all the hot water did you?” she asked jokingly as she shut the door not waiting for an answer. As she turned on the water she started wondering why Sam looked so freaked out, “maybe she’s jealous” she thought with a smile.

Sam just stood there for a few moments totally dumb struck, As the water started she pulled herself together and went to her room to call Lilly, “what the hell is going on?” she thought as she dialed the familiar number.

Part Ten

When Lily answered the phone, Sam was still in a state of shock and was not able to speak yet. Lily knew it was Sam so she started to explain before Sam could start yelling. "Listen Sam, I know you are probably pretty mad at me for writing that, but I figured this could be a good thing, maybe you could tell her the truth, or maybe you can just leave her a present, or another poem, or…"

Before she could continue Sam finally came out of her stupor yelling. "Or maybe she will hate me forever, or maybe she will smack me for playing with her emotions, or maybe she will just want to kill me!" she got quite for a minute to catch her breathe, than she continued a lot calmer "Lily what were you thinking? I can't meet with her, she will be so mad. And now to top it off she seemed so happy and excited, if no one shows up she will be so hurt, she has been so down lately, I don't want to be the cause of any of her pain. When she got home she was crying and she wouldn't tell me why. What am I going to do now?"

Sam heard the shower turn off and decided that she better go outside to finish her conversation. Both of them were just breathing into the phone for quite awhile when Lily finally spoke "I got it! You can write her another note, telling her that she when she meet's you, she has to be blind folded and than you can give her a gift, have a dance with her and maybe share a kiss." She ended with a little giggle.

Sam didn't want to admit she was a bit intrigued by the idea especially by the thought of getting to kiss her dream girl, "but if I speak she will know it is me, how do I do all that without speaking at all?"

Lily thought for a moment than another idea formed. "You write her a letter stating that you want to remain her secret admirer but you want one dance and to personally give her a gift."

Sam smiled to herself and decided this may be her only chance to ever get to dance and kiss Brooke so she wanted to believe this would work. "Alright Lily I am going to try it, I am still going to kick your butt over this but if it works than I may just have to kiss you, and forever be in your debt. And if it doesn't work I will be moving out of the country." Lily laughed at that last comment than tried to reassure Sam that it would work.

Brooke walked outside to see Sam pacing around on the phone "Hey. Dinner is ready Sam." Sam looked up at her smiled. "I have to go, Lily, Brooke is calling me in for dinner."

After a very slow dinner Sam went up to her room quickly to write her letter to Brooke. She was kind of nervous but very excited, all she kept thinking was if this actually works I will get to feel how soft those beautiful lips are first hand.

When she was finally finished she went to bed smiling, needless to say she had some very interesting dreams that night. She got up extra early showered and dressed, than hurried off to school telling her mom she had to make sure the paper was printed, she kissed her grabbed a water, apple and was off to school.

When Brooke woke she realized from the still steamy bathroom that Sam had already been there. She showered and dressed and went down for breakfast. Not seeing Sam she looked out the window and noticed that the brunette's car was missing. "Did Sam leave for school already?" Jane turned handing the blonde a plate of eggs "Yes, she said something about the paper, and hurried off. That was almost an hour ago." Brooke was kind of disappointed that Sam wasn't going to ride with her.

When Sam got to school, she hurried threw the empty halls to Brooke's locker, She slid the letter threw the gap and quickly went to the news paper office, feeling slightly scared now, now second guessing if she should do this. She only had till 8:00 pm to pick up the gift she wanted and prepare. She sat down shaking her "She is so going to kick my ass."


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