The only time she had felt anything in the region of what she had
felt with Brooke was when she was with George. That had contained
the physical aspect of it, but not the complete emotional rush that
Brooke’s exploration of her hand had caused. There had been more
feeling in that simple act than even kissing George had produced,
which surprised her because she had considered kissing George a very
pleasurable thing. She had figured that was what love felt like, but
this blew that theory out of the water. It was Brooke, and she was a
girl and also she was Brooke. She let her mind play with that idea
for a moment, then decided that it was too heavy of a concept for
her tired head to lift. She would work this out in the AM. Right now
sleep sounded like a good refuge.

She couldn’t go to sleep without performing her nightly ritual.
So
she fished her mp3 player, a birthday gift from Brooke, out of her
messenger bag beside the bed and hit play. The haunting opening to
Holly McNarland’s, "Stormy" filled her ears.

"If I told you the story of my life
Would you break down in laughter
Or run from me
Hide from me in fright.
Cause I’m stormy again
With your questions
Not knowing what’s right"

She quickly fast forwarded.

"I yearn for more than just your mind
My eyes won’t leave much behind
I yearn for more than just your mind."

Meanwhile Brooke had changed for bed and was staring at the picture
of she and Sam a month ago that now sat on her night stand. Their
mom had caught them in a moment of pure happiness when they were
eating breakfast by the pool. They hadn’t been outside that much
because of their injuries and were just enjoying the sun and the
freedom of not being boxed in. Without taking her eyes off the
picture she reached for her mp3 player, it matched the one she had
given Sam on her birthday.

She just thought it would be cute for them to be twinkies. Of
course, Sam had protested half-heartily at first, but gave in almost
as soon as she had started. She was secretly touched by the gesture.
Even though she wanted to be appalled at the cuteness. Brooke could
be such a girl sometimes.

She flipped through the songs until she found the one she wanted.
Sam had actually introduced her to this song, and Sam was on her
mind.