Brooke could feel the anxiety building in her, brick by brick, as she parked her car in the school lot. She consciously scanned the area, searching for him.
Lucas Eugene Scott. Even the name gave her the tingles. It made her hold her breath, made her heart beat all that faster. Lucas Eugene Scott.
There was no sign of him as off yet, much to Brooke's relief and dismay.
Nobody knew that she has been doing this regime for the past 4 years. For four years, she held on to this stupid school-girl crush. Well, technically, being 16 and a member of the student population of Tree Hill High, Brooke was still a school girl.
But nobody in their right minds would call Brooke a silly school girl. Outwardly, Brooke was anything but. She was head cheerleader- that's how popular she is. The freshmen worshipped her. Male teachers tend to look at her far longer than legally-advisable. Her clique was the in-crowd. She was the queen of the table everyone so disparately wanted to sit at during lunch.
And she was Student Council President. That was how much power she held.
Brooke took a deep breath and started towards the school doors. Just as she was about to push them open, a hand stretched from behind her, pushing the handles open easily. Brooke's mind stopped. Lucas.
Smile, stupid. Brooke's heart screamed. Turn around and SMILE!
But Brooke didn't move.
And Lucas walked pass her. Just like that. She could make heads turn towards her as she enter the school building. Boys topple over each other to catch a glimpse of her. Some braver ones try to catch her eye, to get the green light to approach her. But Lucas Eugene Scott just walked pass her.
Like she was nothing.
Brooke cringed. How was it that Lucas brought out all the insecurities she bury so deep inside?
