Brooke laughed, shaking her head. "I'll get my claws out," she said, taking a sip of her drink. She wasn't intending to steal anyone's boyfriend. She'd been on the recieving end of that, twice, and she wasn't about to make someone else feel that awful. She wasn't a backstabbing bitch like Peyton.
"Totally," Brooke said, smirking. On comparison, school was a hell of a lot more exciting than this place right now. She just hoped he was telling the truth about things happening here. Even freaky shit was better than this boredom.