Alright, so in this story I'm focusing basically around Rachel and Brooke. I started writing this story before they stole the exam answers. In this story, everything up till that point did happen. Except Peyton didn't get with Lucas (yet…). Haley and Nathan are together, they may show up later on.. Mouth and Gigi aren't an official couple, but they both have mutual feelings. If anything else comes up in this story I'll explain it at that time…. I do not own anythinggggg (;

"Brookeeee!" Peyton yelled to Brooke from across the gym floor. Peyton ran up to her, not caring that her ravens cheer skirt rose for the whole gym to see.

Brooke giggled slightly "Yes best friend?".

Peyton's eyes beamed as she smiled "I heard that Lucas wants to take you to the formal!" she squealed, her curls bounced as she shook with excitement.

For a moment, Brooke felt a clench in her stomach, and her eyes blackened with sadness as she thought of a certain redhead she would rather go with, then she shook it off quickly and responded with "Duh, I mean, who wouldn't want to go with this" She said shaking her ass in a sexy way.

Peyton laughed and gently shoved the brunette. "Come on, lets start practice" Brooke said turning around just in time to see Rachel walk in, her ravens uniform hugging her curves in all the right places.

A few months ago, she wouldn't have even noticed how amazing her ass looked in a short skirt, or how her breasts bounce when she walks across the gym floor. Brooke shook those thoughts away because she felt ridiculous for even thinking them " Okay, line up everyone!" She yelled, turning towards the CD player and starting the music.

Of course… a few months ago Brooke hated Rachel.

(Flashback to a few months earlier)

"Bitch!"

"Slut!"

"Whore!"

Brooke threw herself at Rachel. This happened multiple times since the redhead had appeared at the school this year. Peyton and Lucas pulled them apart. "Come on guys, is it impossible for you two to get along?" Peyton said with annoyance in her voice.

Brooke broke free of Peyton's grasp "I could never like her! She's such a bitch. Have you forgotten what a living hell she has made my life since she has been here?" Brooke swung one last smack towards Rachel, and came in contact with her left cheek. Her nails scratching the skin just enough for her to bleed. This enraged Rachel, and since Lucas made the mistake of letting her go, she tackled Brooke sending a punch into her mouth. Again, Peyton intervened and pulled the two bickering girls apart. "Practice is over!" Brooke yelled as Peyton pulled her to girls bathroom.

"Brooke, you really need to get over this problem with Rachel. You are teammates after all." Peyton said as she pulled down some paper towels, ran them under running water, and turned to Brooke to tend to her wound.

"Peyton, she just gets under my skin. You know how she tried to sleep with Lucas… and how she - she- OW!" Brooke cried as the wet paper towel came in contact with her busted lip. "Sorry…" Peyton mumbled. Brooke took a hold of the wet paper towel, nodding slightly to show she wasn't angry. Tears began to slide down Brooke's cheeks "I don't know what I'd do without you Peyton…".

Peyton hugged her best friend with reassurance "probably kill Rachel" she said in a playful way, smiling down at the upset brunette.

"that wouldn't be so bad.." Brooke said looking at her reflection in the mirror. "Ugh, I am a mess" she concluded. Peyton smiled "yeah, you are" she agreed while she slightly pushed Brooke in loving way. "Come on, we have to get ready for the game".

Peyton lead Brooke out of the bathroom, a supportive arm around her, just as she had done every time Brooke got into it with Rachel.

So, can a girl get some feedback? (: