chapter 1- "meet the crew"

brooke strutted downstairs to be greeted by her dysfunctional soon to be "family". brooke wasn't a big fan of amanda and emma. amanda was the textbook definition of gold digger and her daughter emma was a cold hearted bitch.

"good morning brooke" steve yawned as he poured black coffee into a mug.

"morning dad." brooke replied pouring herself a cup of orange juice.

"wow brookey, no good morning." emma mocked giving her that classic evil grin.

"don't you start." brooke hissed.

"what are you gonna do." emma hissed back.

"you're such a bitch." brooke yelled.

"babe are you just gonna let her talk to em like that." amanda huffed flipping through a magazine.

"brooke apologize." steve said sternly as he took a sip of his coffee.

"are you serious dad, she started it." brooke yelled.

"i don't care apologize." steve yelled and with that brooke's ears were gifted with the sound of a familiar car beep.

she grabbed her bag and stormed out of her home to her best friends car. asher adams. asher got out the car and opened her car door and shut it. then asher got in the car.

"good morning." asher said breaking the silence.

"morning ash." brooke sighed.

"let me guess fight with emma, your dad, or amanda." asher asked.

"how about all three." brooke sighed.

"what a shitty way to start your morning." asher frowned.

"i can think of a way to make it better though." brooke said with a smile as she leaned in towards asher and planted her lips on his.

they pulled apart and smiled.

asher and brooke had been best friends for as long as they could remember. always just best friends until school started. after layla and asher broke up things changed. they decided to change there title from best friends to friends with benefits.

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"meet the crew. this is sammy, layla , and up top is brooke, asher, and jj." jordan said introducing spencer to beverly's most popular students.

"hey." everyone said but asher & brooke. they were too busy making out.

then jj nudged asher and the couple pulled their lips apart.

"i think you and asher play the same position." jj said shaking spencer's hand.

"what's up man." asher said greeting spencer for the first time.

"oh receiver huh." spencer replied.

"yeah broke the school record for receptions last season." asher flexed.

"me too." spencer laughed.

"so, how are you liking beverly so far." brooke asked.

"it's okay i guess." spencer replied.

"i know it probably feels like lost footage of rich kids from instagram, but it's not so bad once you give it a chance." brooke smiled.

brooke looked over at asher and his face had changed.

"hey so lay it on me. crips or bloods." asher snarled taking a sip out of his water bottle.

"asher chill." layla said looking up at him.

"excuse me." spencer retorted.

"i'm dying to check out a crip walk for real. i've only seen one on youtube." asher hissed.

"asher shut the hell up." brooke whispered as she elbowed his side.

"yo yo. he's just joking man. ignore him." jordan stated.

"asher you wouldn't know a crip walk if it bit you in the white ass." jj laughed.

"that didn't sound like a joke to me bro." spencer snarled.

"don't be so sensitive." asher laughed.

"sensitive." spencer huffed.

"hey yo thanks for the welcome." spencer said and he walked away.

"asher." brooke yelled smacking asher in the arm.

"what, i was making conversation." asher said confused.

"no you were being an asshole." brooke said.

"yeah you were being an ass." layla said getting up walking in spencer's direction.

"i'm gonna go too." brooke said grabbing her stuff.

"hey we still on for later." asher said.

"yeah i guess." brooke said rolling her eyes and walking off.