DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything One Tree Hill, not the characters, or ideas, or scripts… only my story lines… damn I don't even own James Lafferty!

LBN 3 Triangle: My version of OTH season #1. Two boys will become a part of Brooke's life which is crazier than they expected. Who will Brooke choose, and what drama will ensue? R&R please!

IMPORTANT: This fan fiction starts after Whitey asks Luke to be on the basketball team… and Nate and Peyton break up again per usual.

CHAPTER #1: The Girl Behind the Red Door

His eyes never looked to the ball as he dribbled in and out of his legs, taking a shot here and there, never missing a shot. Beating, thump… thump… his heart became a steady rhythm with the bounce of the basketball. The feeling he felt as he ran up and down the court was a sense of fulfillment, and joy. Basketball was his escape during his chaotic live but he never let it take control of him, as it did his so-called father. Without warning a car door slammed in the distance making him look up, his eyes searching for the source of disruption. He couldn't believe his eyes as the slender but toned, hazel-eyed, brunette came shuffling down a hill towards him.

"Brooke?" He kept his ball in his hands as Brooke came closer, her eyes staring him down in an expression he couldn't read. "What are you doing here?" Lucas asked curiously, his heard beating quickly (but not because of the basketball).

"You really know how to say hi…" Brooke joked with another breath-taking smile, "anyways, I heard Whitey asked you to join the team?"

"So?"

"Well are you? Are you going to join?" She asked both hands on her hips… her perfectly shaped hips…Lucas mentally kicked himself for thinking that of the popular cheerleader.

"No, I don't want to." He answered matter-of-factly.

"What? But you're so good! Why would you turn it down? Don't tell me you have a stage-fright issue. Cuz' if so, that would disappoint many of people I know." For some reason he doubted she meant regarding basketball as her eyes took his full figure in stopping just below the waist. She smirked and looked back up to meet his eyes a devilish glint in them.

"That's my business, not yours. Why would you care anyways?" That question stopped her for a minute. She opened her mouth to answer but stopped and then another sly smile crossed her face.

"I'm just bored of the same old sweaty bodies on the court. I want a new cutie to cheer for!" Brooke winked at Lucas and shrugged her shoulder just slightly. She leaned forward and patted Lucas on the back quickly pulling back just as fast. Lucas wanted to smile at her remark but reminded himself he did not want to be a part of that scene.

"I'm fine being who I've been. Just let it go Brooke."

"Come on! Stop brooding!" Brooke pleaded one last time stomping her foot slightly. She couldn't believe the effort she was putting into this. Lucas turned and took a shot, missing the hoop completely.

"See, I didn't make the shot. Stage fright."

"You did that on purpose." Luke shook his head as Brooke walked off still defiant. When she reached her car door she looked back only once at the brooding Scott boy, and drove off.

Sighing, Luke smiled slightly still smelling the sweet scent Brooke had left by one simple touch. He turned quickly and grabbed the ball as he took the same shot; making it with one great swoosh… all net…he smiled… Brooke Davis was no stupid cheerleader.

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"Stubborn ASS!" Brooke yelled out loud as her car speed down the road… Why the hell do I even caaaareee… She scolded herself; luckily her thoughts were interrupted by her cell phone blowing up to "Sexy Back" –JT.

"P. Sawyer!"

"Hey B, I called your house but you weren't there? Out partying on a Sunday night?" Brooke could here the rolling of her best friend's eyes.

"I had to run an errand. Went to the river court to talk to Lucas actually."

"What?" Peyton was a little unsettled by the news, "You mean the Lucas Scott you have ignored for years, and wouldn't even know existed if he wasn't related to the top scorer on the Ravens?"

"Ya, that one."

"Oh, um okay… about what?"

"Joining the Ravens actually… I don't know why I just have this sudden interest in cheering for a winning team that's all. I mean being head cheerleader it's my duty to help make sure the best team plays, right?"

"Whatever Brooke. I know him he's stubborn." She accidentally let her voice show more emption than she anticipated.

"Peyton! You just broke up with Nate, and now you're getting to know the brother? That's a bit fast, and sleazy."

"Ha ha, you're sooo funny! He's cool that's all, likes some of the same music as I do. We just got into conversation about it recently." Peyton admitted.

"Okay. Do you miss him Peyton? Nate?" She changed her tone knowing to tread carefully.

"Sometimes, not really."

"Alright, well I got to go Peyt! I'll talk to you later hun! I need to finish that term paper for Mr. Hartwell's class."

"Have you even started it yet?" Peyton scolded.

"Maaayybbbbeee." A small giggle escaped Brooke as she answered.

"I'll take that as a no."

"I've got better things to do. Now stop making me procrastinate!"

"Whatever B, hoes…"

"Over bros…" Brooke finished the sentence for Peyton and hung up the phone. She turned into her driveway and soon entered the red door. Sighing, she stepped into the empty house. Loneliness… she felt it all of the time, but no one needed to know that… she was Brooke Davis; the girl who had everything, the girl behind the red door…

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READ AND REVIEW PLEASE! CHAPTER 2 WILL BE UP IN A MATTER OF HOURS!!! HAHA!