#c; piper.

[brookeashwrth]

@cnthelane​ for piper !!

A change, all that Brooke wanted was a change so after heading to the grocery store, she was quickly back at the house with two boxes of deep brown hair-dye. Maybe she wanted so badly to crawl out of her mothers shadow that she was doing this but for the first time in a while? She was truly excited about something that didn’t involve Peyton. Sure, she’d done good at avoiding Piper since they’d come back from the beach, minus the whole... new rules talk, but now she really did need her help. Kicking off her shoes, the teen raced up the stairs, knocking once and then twice on the older womans door before she peaked her head inside to check that the other was in there. “Piper...” her voice was soft, maybe a little nervous but she quickly pushed through it, stepping further into the room, and producing the two boxes of dye. “Can you help? I just.. want to be different and I don’t want Pey to inhale all the fumes.”

[brookeashwrth]

𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 ⤳ @cnthelane​ ⎨piper. ⎬ event: le ball. side note: i was gonna do brooke + charles but um... then i thought this would be funny.

Brooke had just finished a dance with one of the many boys that her grandmother had sent her way and truthfully? It was getting irritating so before another pimple faced football player could try to step on her toes, she quickly glanced around the ball room with a sigh. No sign of her mom, her dad, her uncle or aunt, or god, even Christa. Peyton had gone off to the coat room to actually lay down this time so Brooke was by her lonesome. It wasn’t long before she caught the dark hair of her girlfriends mom, the woman clearly stumbling just a little as a drunk person would. Had she ever seem Piper drunk? Maybe when she was too young to remember but it wasn’t a normal occurrence, so quickly her sore heeled feet carried her toward the woman and she quickly latched onto her arm before Piper could crash into unsuspecting party-goers. “Piper, whoa dude. Are you like okay? Do you need some fresh air?”