White Houses

Chapter One

And you, maybe you'll remember me

What I gave is yours to keep

In white houses

2 years ago...

A 15 year old Brooke walked into her best friend's front door like she herself lived there, which she did on most days. She walked up to Nathan's room and saw him crying on his bed. She loved Nathan's bed, when she would sneak out of her house when her parents were fighting Nathan would let Brooke curl up beside him and snuggle with him, until they both fell asleep. Brooke always woke up happy and relieved that she was in Nathan's arms.

"Nathan!" Brooke exclaimed as she hurried over towards her him, making sure to close the door on her way in. She sat down beside him, resting a warm hand on his back, "What's wrong?"

Nathan wiped his eyes, "My dad," he said as his voice cracked.

Brooke looked at him with concern, "Did he hit you?"

Nathan shook his head, "He always wants me to be him! I don't want to be anything like that ass," he said in anger.

"You are nothing like Dan," Brooke said sternly as she raised his chin up so that they were looking into each other's eyes, "You're such a great guy."

"Apparently my dad doesn't think so," he said with a muffled sniff.

Brooke sighed, "Nathan, you're my best friend. Believe me when I tell you: You're nothing like him, and you're never going to be anything like him."

"Thanks," Nathan said with a smile.

Brooke rested her head on Nathan's shoulder, "I'm here for you Nathan, always and forever."

Nathan wrapped his loving arms around Brooke, "I know, and I'm here for you too."

"Do you think we'll be best friends forever?" Brooke asked.

Nathan kissed the top of Brooke's head, "Of course."

Brooke smiled, "Good, because I don't know what I would do without you."

"Awe," Nathan teased, as he touched his heart.

"Smartass," Brooke mumbled and then busted out laughing.

Nathan playfully rolled his eyes, "You're such a nerd."

"Thank you!" Brooke exclaimed as she got on top of Nathan and pinched his nose.

"Ouch," Nathan said as he rubbed his nose, "Easy on the nose, it's my best feature."

Brooke laughed, "Why? Because it covers your whole face?"

"That was mean," Nathan said crossing his arms and looking away from Brooke.

Brooke kissed Nathan softly on the lips, "I'm sorry best friend."

Nathan looked up at Brooke, "Why'd you kiss me?"

Brooke shrugged, "I don't know?"

Nathan pulled Brooke closer to him and kissed her back, but this time more passionately. They began making out on Nathan's bed and Nathan stopped, "Have you ever had sex before?" He asked.

"No," Brooke said, a little ashamed.

"Oh," Nathan said a little disappointed, "Me neither."

Brooke wiped her lips and smiled, "Why do you want to try it or something?"

Nathan shrugged, "You're my best friend, and we've never done it so I don't see why we couldn't experiment or something?"

"Okay," Brooke said a little nervous, "Do you have a condom?"

Nathan cleared his throat and fumbled around in his dresser, "Yeah," he said pulling one out.

Brooke laid on the bed and looked up at Nathan, "Are you ready for this Nathan?" She asked.

"Yeah," Nathan said with a smile. He took off his shirt and got on top of Brooke, "Don't worry Brooke, everything's going to be okay," he whispered in her ear.

Brooke took off her shirt and smiled at Nathan, "I know Nathan," she whispered back, "I love you."

"I love you too," he said genuinely and began passionately kissing her.

As they kissed Nathan unsnapped Brooke's bra and got his first look at her boobs, he had to admit they were nice, and Brooke was definitely an amazing kisser.

As Brooke's bra went on the floor she unsnapped Nathan's pants and pulled his boxers down for him. She had seen people having sex in so many movies that she knew that whole routine. Brooke smiled as the boxers came off, and sneaked a little peek at Nathan Jr., and it was as nice as a dick could get, she had never seen one before. Brooke thought Nathan was also amazing kisser even though they both knew that he didn't have a lot of practice.

Nathan put the condom on and smiled at Brooke once again, "Are you sure you're ready?"

Brooke cleared her throat and smiled, "Of course," she said.

"Remember," he said, "I love you. We're best friends."

Brooke nodded her head, "I know. I love you too," she said.

Brooke could remember that day like it was yesterday. It was the day...she lost her virginity...to Nathan Scott.

Present...

Brooke walked arm in arm into school with her best friend Peyton Sawyer, "So? Are you sad about the break up?" Brooke asked as she rested her head on Peyton's shoulder.

"I guess not," Peyton said with a shrug, "I knew it was all going to happen sooner or later."

"Now you like that Lucas kid right?" Brooke asked as she licked her lips, "He's a sexy one."

Peyton laughed, "He's all yours."

"Oh come on Peyton that's no fun," Brooke said as she got her books out of her locker, "You go on a date with him first...Better idea! I'll hook you two up," she said clapping her hands.

"What's the catch?" Peyton asked, she new her brown haired friend far too well.

Brooke smiled, "If you don't like blondie then I get him," she said with a wink, "I'll see you later," she said with a sassy tone and walked away.

Brooke walked into her first period class and noticed that the only seat was near the two ass holes, Nathan Scott and Tim Smith. Brooke sighed and walked to her seat with complete confidence, some may call it bitchiness, but she called it confidence.

She sat down and sighed in annoyance as she got out her notes for the class, "Looking good today Brooke," she heard Tim say.

"Never going to happen Timmy boy," she answered back without looking up from her notes.

Tim let out a stifled laugh, "Let's leave the nicknames for the bedroom."

Brooke turned around and glared at Tim, "Or you could just use them now because you and I are never going to be in a bedroom together, nor will we be using nicknames for each other," she said with a huff.

"Feisty," Tim said winking at her.

Brooke rolled her eyes, "You're pathetic."

"Tim just shut up," Nathan said cutting Tim off from whatever he was going to say next.

Tim sighed, "Come on man, I'm trying to get some action here."

"You're not going to get it from me," Brooke said sternly.

Nathan nodded his head, "Yeah, first you have to get Brooke drunk off her ass and then sleep with her. That way she won't remember the next day," he said with a sharp tongue.

Brooke sneered at Nathan, "Jack ass."

"Bitch," he answered back quickly.

Brooke scoffed, "I guess it's easy to be a jack ass when Peyton dumps your ass for your brother," she answered back without missing a beat.

"You're nothing Brooke," Nathan said back, "God..."

Brooke laughed menacingly, "Awe did I hurt poor baby Nathan's feelings?" She said in a baby voice, "Don't dish it out if you can't take it in," she stated.

Class ended and Brooke got up from her chair and headed towards the door. As she was walking down the hall she felt someone step on the back of her shoe. She turned around and saw Nathan, "My bad," he said flatly.

"Grow up," Brooke snapped.

"Bitch."

"Cock sucker."

Brooke walked into the gym and slammed her stuff on the bleachers, "I can't stand Nathan," she exclaimed to Peyton and the rest of the squad.

Peyton laughed, "Why do you two have such a hate for each other? Didn't you two used to be best friends or something?"

"Yeah," Brooke said with a little smile, "But that was like two years ago, and now he's an ass," she said as she glared at him from across the court.

Nathan glared back and shot up a jumper, "God I hate that bitch."

"Yeah I can tell," Tim said slapping his hand on his friend's back, "What's up with you two? You two act like an old married couple that fights all the time."

"We don't act like we're married you idiot," Nathan snapped, "We just don't like each other."

Tim sighed, "Maybe you're just pissed because she's the only girl you haven't laid."

"Or maybe she's pissed because I'm the only guy she hasn't slept with," Nathan said, "She's such a slut."

"Sluts are good," Tim said rubbing his hands together and smiling.

Nathan rolled his eyes, "Whatever man," he said and then got on the baseline as Whitey had instructed.

Lucas walked into the gym and walked over to the cheerleaders, "Hey," he said respectfully, "Do you know where the locker rooms are?"

Brooke smiled at Peyton and took Lucas's hand, "I'll show you," she said winking at him. He smiled back and let her lead him down to the locker room.

Lucas looked around the locker room and sighed, "Number three," he said as Brooke looked around at the lockers.

"One...two...and three," Brooke said as she pointed to his locker, "Very nice locker."

Lucas laughed, "They all look the same."

Brooke looked around at the lockers and laughed at herself, "I guess they do," she said with a cute laugh.

"I'm definitely not looking forward to this practice," he said with a sigh.

Brooke felt bad for the kid, "I guess it does kind of suck that you're dad is the creator of Satan," she said, "Nathan Scott."

Lucas nodded and chuckled, "Yeah, I think that kid pretty much hates me."

"Don't let him get to you," Brooke said patting Lucas's shoulder, "He's all talk."

"Did you two date or something?"

Brooke smiled to herself, "No," she said shaking her head, "We used to be best friends, I guess, and well it's a small town. Everyone knows everything about everybody."

"So everyone knows about me already?" Lucas asked with disappointment in his voice.

Brooke gave him a half smile, "Sorry," she said genuinely.

"Hey!" They heard a voice shout from behind him, they turned around and saw Nathan standing there with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face, "It's your first day, and you should try and be up there for sprints instead of flirting with her."

Lucas rolled his eyes, "Whatever man."

Nathan grabbed Lucas's arms, "Watch who you're talking to."

Brooke got in between the two and glared at Nathan, "Nate get over yourself you ass hole!"

"It's okay Brooke," Lucas said as he walked in between the two and walked to the court.

Brooke watched as he left and turned towards Nathan, "Why the hell are you like this?" She sneered.

"I'm just showing him his place," Nathan said with complete cockiness in his voice.

"His place?" Brooke asked in disbelief, "He's new Nathan, and from what I've heard he's a pretty damn good basketball player. Get off his back," she exclaimed.

Nathan rolled his eyes, "He's trying so hard to be like me."

"Get over yourself," Brooke said, "Why would anybody want to be like you?"

Nathan glared at Brooke and started walking up the stairs; Brooke followed but not too close behind. They walked into the gym and Brooke looked over and saw Peyton and Lucas already laughing and smiling at each other.

"Peyton sure as hell doesn't waste her time," Nathan said sarcastically.

"Boo hoo," Brooke said sarcastically.

Nathan laughed to himself, "I guess that Lucas didn't really have a good time with you down in the locker room since he's already trying to distance himself away from you as much as possible."

"That was low Nathan," Brooke said trying to hide the hurt in her voice, "Real low."

"Don't dish it out if you can't take it in," Nathan said repeating what Brooke had said to him earlier that day.

Brooke rolled her eyes and walked away towards Lucas and Peyton, "Hey best friend, hey Lucas," she said to the both of them, "So Peyton what are we doing tonight?"

"I'm sorry Brooke," Peyton said genuinely, "Lucas and I kind of already made plans."

Brooke forced a smile and nodded her head, "Oh! It's okay; you two kids have fun tonight."

"Thanks," they both said in unison.

Brooke walked out into parking lot and tripped over her two feet and fell on her knees, "Ow," she said as she sat on the ground and looked at her scrapped knee.

"Are you okay?" Nathan asked as he reached out his hand to help her up.

"Why do you care?" Brooke asked as she got up by herself.

Nathan shrugged, "I'm just being nice," he said.

"Who are you trying to impress?" Brooke asked looking around.

Nathan put his hands up in defense, "Okay, be a bitch," he said.

"Thanks," Brooke mumbled, "I guess."

Nathan dug his hands in his pockets, "So, does Peyton really like Lucas?" He asked apprehensively.

"Oh yeah," Brooke exclaimed, she watched Nathan flinch and smiled to herself, "Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering," Nathan said with a shrug, "I'll get over her."

Brooke nodded and bit her bottom lip, "Yup," she said quietly. They stood looking at each other, "Well," Brooke said ending the silence, "I'll talk to you later I guess."

"Yeah," Nathan said as he walked towards his house, "Brooke," he said as she turned around, "I'm sorry about stuff."

"Me too," Brooke said and then walked back towards her car.

Brooke walked into her first period class and sat at the same seat she had sat at the day before. She looked around the room and saw Nathan sit beside her and Tim sit behind him, "Hey babe," Tim said with a wink.

"Shut up," she said disgusted.

Tim slapped Nathan's back, "Nate, back me up here man."

"Come on Brooke, sleep with Tim. He wouldn't be the worst thing you've done," he said having to force the comment out of his mouth, but he was satisfied that he got a few laughs from it.

Brooke looked at Nathan with pain on her face, as soon as he saw the pain come onto her face he saw it go away, "Screw you Scott," she sneered.

The teacher walked into the class room and assigned them an assignment. Brooke would look over to Nathan every so often. It was their routine; they would be mean to each other and act as though they hated each other. The two would never bring up anything that had happened in the past, even though they knew that when they were together that's when the two were happiest.

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