This story is not intended for a bashful reader. I hope you enjoy.
The phone rang four times before the blonde answered it. She'd been trying to avoid the girl she calls her best friend for two days now.
Hello? She asked anxiously not knowing what would be following her word.
Hey babe, whatcha' up to?I'm about two seconds away from your house. The blonde's stomach fell to hear the voice of her boyfriend, Lucas on the other line. She'd felt so guilty since the incident she still didn't know what to make of it..
Peyton, are you there? He asked.
She cleared her throat, Hey, oh nothing I'm just arranging my albums. She lied.
Honk, honk. Peyton heard the obnoxious sound and ran to her window, seeing Lucas sitting in his car.
I'm coming up. He stated.
Peyton hung up her phone and quickly made up her bed, the bed she hadn't slept in for two days. The smell of the sheets intoxicated the blonde as she breathed in their scent.
Weirdo, you smell your sheets often? Lucas chuckled entering his girlfriends bedroom. He sidled over to Peyton and softly kissed her forehead, a new habit of his that made the blonde's heart flutter.
Peyton intertwined her lanky fingers with his and sat on her bed, Lucas quickly joined her with a grin.
Oh, oh no. We aren't gonna do that right now. She blurted, noticing the look in his eyes. Lucas nodded and planted a kiss on her lips whispering, that's fine. As they parted, the boy brushed the blonde's curls away from her eyes.
What's Brooke up to? He wondered aloud. I was thinking we could all catch some lunch or head over to the beach today. I could get my mom to make us some sandwiches at the cafe or something. Lucas arched his eyebrows awaiting an answer.
The blonde immediately felt nauseated at the mention of Brooke, yet she pushed it down. Uh, sure. Let's do the beach That should be fun. Call her up and I'll pack a bag for us, k?
Lucas nodded, smiling and whipped out his cell phone as Peyton disappeared into her bathroom. By the time Lucas hung up with Brooke, the blonde was packed and ready to go, at least physically.
She put on a fake smile and followed Lucas out to the car, to go pick up Brooke.