Author's Notes- This chapter is a little boring but bear with me okay?
Please R/R and tell me what you do or don't like about it. Nobody reviewed
the last time, so I revised it and hopefully someone will like it. I just
can't abandon this story though, I like it too much! Hope you like it too!
Chapter One
Never
"Hey girl, where ya been?" Brooke gracefully strode up to Peyton, lacing her lean arm through Peyton's.
"You know.. Around." Peyton looked around the Tree Hill halls, looking for a special blue-eyed boy. Her mind was in turmoil. She had never had a problem with feelings or anything like that. Until now. And Lucas Scott was the reason for it all.
"Well, you haven't called me or came over, or even made cheerleading practice in a week! That's highly unusual for our art rebel here. And you know, now that I think about it, I haven't really seen Lukey around here either." Brooke twisted her chestnut hair around her cherry red painted fingernail. Her eyes were twinkling mischievously. "Isn't that weird? No Peyton or no Luke. Huh, isn't that a coincidence. They both stay hidden the whole week. Could that mean they are.. Together?" She emphasized the word both in that sentence. Well, maybe Peyton couldn't keep it hidden from her very best friend. But she could try. She hadn't wanted anyone to know how she felt about Lucas, especially the whole school. And the whole school would know if she told Brooke. She was her best friend, yes, but Peyton couldn't deny Brooke's big mouth.
"Well, I don't know why Luke wasn't here, but I was sick with the flu. And I really didn't feel like cheerleading. So sue me." She said that halfheartedly, and pretended she was feeling puny.
"Okay, I guess that excuse will do for now. Well, catch you later, girlfriend!" And with that, Brooke walked away, her graceful body filing in with all of the students in the hallway.
"Man, does she ever give up?" Peyton snapped out of her daze, looking up and seeing that beautiful face. The beautiful face she had seen every single minute of this week.
"No, you should know big-mouth Brooke by now." She laughed, a real genuine laugh. That's all she had been feeling this past week. Giddy, and so so happy. And she really didn't want it to go away. She had never ever felt this way in her whole life. She had always been moody, and never let anyone get near her, especially near her feelings. But now, Lucas came along and she couldn't help but let her guard down.
"Peyton, are you there?" Lucas pulled her blonde curly locks away from her face, and stared into her deep blue eyes. "I have been talking for awhile, and I'm guessing you haven't heard anything I've said, huh?"
"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking." She smiled.
"About this week?" He smiled also, his eyes gleaming with happiness, and there was something else there too.
Author's Note: Tell me how you like it please!
Chapter One
Never
"Hey girl, where ya been?" Brooke gracefully strode up to Peyton, lacing her lean arm through Peyton's.
"You know.. Around." Peyton looked around the Tree Hill halls, looking for a special blue-eyed boy. Her mind was in turmoil. She had never had a problem with feelings or anything like that. Until now. And Lucas Scott was the reason for it all.
"Well, you haven't called me or came over, or even made cheerleading practice in a week! That's highly unusual for our art rebel here. And you know, now that I think about it, I haven't really seen Lukey around here either." Brooke twisted her chestnut hair around her cherry red painted fingernail. Her eyes were twinkling mischievously. "Isn't that weird? No Peyton or no Luke. Huh, isn't that a coincidence. They both stay hidden the whole week. Could that mean they are.. Together?" She emphasized the word both in that sentence. Well, maybe Peyton couldn't keep it hidden from her very best friend. But she could try. She hadn't wanted anyone to know how she felt about Lucas, especially the whole school. And the whole school would know if she told Brooke. She was her best friend, yes, but Peyton couldn't deny Brooke's big mouth.
"Well, I don't know why Luke wasn't here, but I was sick with the flu. And I really didn't feel like cheerleading. So sue me." She said that halfheartedly, and pretended she was feeling puny.
"Okay, I guess that excuse will do for now. Well, catch you later, girlfriend!" And with that, Brooke walked away, her graceful body filing in with all of the students in the hallway.
"Man, does she ever give up?" Peyton snapped out of her daze, looking up and seeing that beautiful face. The beautiful face she had seen every single minute of this week.
"No, you should know big-mouth Brooke by now." She laughed, a real genuine laugh. That's all she had been feeling this past week. Giddy, and so so happy. And she really didn't want it to go away. She had never ever felt this way in her whole life. She had always been moody, and never let anyone get near her, especially near her feelings. But now, Lucas came along and she couldn't help but let her guard down.
"Peyton, are you there?" Lucas pulled her blonde curly locks away from her face, and stared into her deep blue eyes. "I have been talking for awhile, and I'm guessing you haven't heard anything I've said, huh?"
"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking." She smiled.
"About this week?" He smiled also, his eyes gleaming with happiness, and there was something else there too.
Author's Note: Tell me how you like it please!