She Is

She is everything I need that I never knew I wanted. She is everything I want that I never knew I needed. AU and BL.

Rating: PG-13, language

Summary: Brooke Davis has just returned to Tree Hill after two years to find it hasn't changed much. She's still a loser and the Scott twins Peyton and Lucas still own the school. Speaking of the spawn of Satan Twins, she's just found out that her new house is right next door to theirs. Just great. Not only that, but her sudden presence has sparked the interest of the man whore himself, Lucas. When Lucas's playboy ways go too far, however, Peyton decides to bring him down once and for all using Brooke as a pawn in her plot. The plan is hatched and a bet is made, but will things go too far?

Pairing: BL most definitely, I love them to pieces and I made Peyton and Lucas siblings to show you they'd never get together. At least not in my fic.

Disclaimer: If I owned Chad and James and Bryan…drool get's lost in a fantasy including whipped cream and fudge and a hunk sandwich Ahem. Blushes Forgot you're here. :P

Anyway I own nothing. If I did you bet your ass Brucas still would be together, and also Peyton wouldn't have said I Love You Lucas in her dream at Jake's place wtf?? Nice going Mark

Author's Note: Since The O.C. broke my heart I turned to OTH. I'm still relatively new but I totally adore Brooke and Lucas, so be kinda nice in your reviews. Please review a lot to cuz I love them!! Simple ones, long ones, what you liked, what you didn't like, what you want to see more of, what you want to see less of or questions for things you don't get. Whatever. Just do it. Hee Hee Nike much!

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Brooke Davis woke up at 2 a.m. to a mess of noise. Someone outside knocking over trashcans, she thought groggily. Propping herself up on her elbows, Brooke tried to see if she could spot the offender from the window. She couldn't though, the damn balcony floor was blocking her view. Having lived in a one story house all her life, Brooke wasn't used to not being able to see the ground floor from her room. However, as her new house has two floors and bedrooms only on the second floor, here she was.

More noise from outside. Whoever was there clearly wasn't going away and Brooke cursed, swinging her legs out of bed and on to the floor. The idiot was going to wake her grandmother. She walked out of her room, weaving in between the myriad of moving boxes and crept quietly by her grandmother's room. If you haven't caught on by now, Brooke lived with her grandmother. She hadn't always though. Up until she was in freshman year Brooke lived in a small house with her parent's here in Tree Hill. However, her dad got a job in California and she moved there with them. Then in sophomore year her parents got into a car accident. The other guy was drunk and her parents had been killed on impact. She stayed with her grandmother, her guardian, in California till the end of the school year while the will got settled. Due to her parents wishes she moved back to Tree hill during the summer where her grandmother and her were going to live in the house her parents had commissioned a few years ago. Her father had set up so many funds and accounts for her and Grandma Abby so when they moved back to Tree Hill, Brooke was soon going to be surprised to find that she would become one of the upper crust in Tree Hill. Anyway, Brooke silently made her way down the stairs, skipping the third step from the bottom; it always had a loud creak and continued past the kitchen to the door.

Brooke cursed suddenly. She had stubbed her toe against a damn box. Now limping slightly Brooke made it to the door and went outside. Immediately she wished she had thought to put on a hoody or something. Summer was coming to an end, actually it had ended, and the fall winds had already started up and Brooke was dressed in a pair of her dads old boxers, rolled up a few times and a black ribbed tank top that bared an inch of flat pale stomach. In short, she was freezing. Barefoot, she quickly made her way round to the side of the house and scowled at the culprit, who was sitting amidst all the trashcans and spilled trash, looking like they had fallen over. Annoyed, Brooke marched right up to whoever it was and knelt down in front of them.

"Who the fuck are you and what the hell are you doing in my trashcans at two in the morning?" she spat out.

Suddenly the moon came out from the clouds and she sucked in a breath. Lucas Scott was sitting in her trash at two in the morning, that's who. Up until she had left Tree Hill he had been the childhood crush, she'd actually told her mother it was love. Shaking her head quickly, Brooke rid herself of these thoughts, she'd heard her mother on the phone with Mrs. Scott, Lucas was an ass now, a player and a party addict, a guy who came home drunk at some un-godly hour of the morning almost everyday. Today didn't seem to be an exception. Lucas looked at her dazedly and immediately she could tell he was drunk. The hazy look in his eye was soon replaced by and angry one as he tried to stumble to his feet, failing and remaining on his ass.

"Who the fuck are you and why do you put your trashcans near my side door?" he slurred.

Guess he's an angry drunk, what fun. Brooke thought sardonically. Sighing as Lucas continued to try and pick himself up she got to her feet and held out her hand for him to take. He threw her a contemptuous look and tried to get up by himself again but his legs gave way and he fell unceremoniously to the ground again. This time Brooke giggled and Lucas grumbled, taking her hand without looking at her.

As she pulled him up she used to much force and caused his body to crash into hers, faces dangerously close, noses almost touching. Sucking in her breath Brooke couldn't help but look into his eyes, even drunk they still had an almost mesmerizing power. Lucas's breathing was ragged and with every deep breath he took he caused his chest to graze her chest, something that was turning him on beyond belief and sending an unfamiliar feeling through his body. He was sobering down now and what he was feeling was unnerving him. Instead of pursuing it, he snapped back into his jerk mode and smirked.

"You know if this is what you wanted, you should have just asked, I don't mind doing it on the ground you know."

The moment was gone and Brooke snapped back to reality, begging her heart to stop pounding so fast. She pushed him away and let go of his hand, ignoring the fact that he held on to it for a second before letting it slip from his grip.

"Don't flatter yourself, besides haven't you already had it tonight?"

It was true. If any one took one look at Lucas, you could tell he'd had sex tonight. He clothes were rumpled, his button down was missing a few buttons and not buttoned up correctly, his pants were sagging way to low to be seen as normal, his belt was coming out of his pocket and, since his button down was open a few top buttons you could see the tag from his wife beater and could tell he was wearing it backwards. Besides, though she wasn't a slut, Brooke was no stranger to sex, she knew what sex hair looked like, and Lucas, had it. He made sure to let her see him check her out, and felt something stir inside him when she noticed and blushed slightly, feeling suddenly self conscious about her lack of clothing. Once again though, he smirked.

"So, I'm me, once is never enough."

Brooke rolled her eyes, this guy was seriously pissing her off with his slimy come on's and degrading attitude, and for the life of her she couldn't remember why she had liked him.

"Whatever you, just get out of my yard" she said, no way in hell was she going to let him know she remembered him, knowing Lucas, he would probably use it against her. Besides, it looked like it annoyed him, and right now, that was looking like a plus.

"You don't know who I am?" he asked in disbelief. She smirked at him and shook her head, mocking him. He held his arms out wide as if to play up his reputation.

"I'm Lucas Fucking Scott! That's who! How the hell do you not know who I am!?"

His slur was back and his eyes slid out of focus once and Brooke could tell he was near passing out. She sighed.

"Lemme take you home, you're to drunk right now to argue." Lucas opened his mouth to say something but instead he stumbled into her. Brooke involuntarily took a few steps back as her arms flew around his waist as his did the same. Lucas leaned his forehead against hers for a second with his eyes closed, trying to gather himself together. Brookes swallowed heavily, he was so close, and he was holding her so tight. She shifted her weight and Lucas lifted his forehead from hers.

"Sorry" he murmured slightly. She nodded and their noses grazed. Lucas moved himself for in front of her to her side, letting one arm fall from her body, tightening the other. Brooke let one of her arms fall to but didn't tighten the other. Old crush or not this was still Lucas "Fucking" Scott and he was still a jack off.

"Where do you live?" She questioned softly. Lucas blinked a few times to stay conscious and pointed to the house right next door to Brooke's.

Oh Hell no Brooke thought as she steered Lucas away from the trash and led him toward the side door of what she now knew was his house. I have to clean the trash tomorrow she thought to herself as they reached Lucas' house.

"Do you have a key?" she asked. Lucas shook his head.

"Side door's always open" Brooke raised an eyebrow at him and he smirked.

"You think this is the first time I've gotten home late, my sister opens it for me." He stated obviously. Brooke rolled her eyes and nodded.

"Can you open the door yourself or do you need help with that to?" she snarked. Hey! She had a right to be angry, Lucas had knocked over trash, woken her up at two in the fucking morning, hit on her and pissed her off grandly. She didn't even know why she was letting him affect her so much anyway.

It must be that I'm tired

Brooke assured herself as she untangled her arm from Lucas' waist. He however did no such thing.

"You can let me go now" she spit out, all she wanted to do now was snuggle up into bed with her teddy and Lucas…preferably naked…SHUT UP BRAIN SHUT UP!! Brooke had no idea where that thought had come from and was already blushing to herself at the thought. Lucas looked at her.

"Nope. Not gonna, don't want to." He said like a child. "You're coming to bed with me. I want you now." Brooke blushed further but suddenly thought to herself that this probably wasn't the first time he'd said stuff like this to a girl. Hell it probably wasn't even the first time this night he said it. Her hazel eyes grew darker and the tell tale angry gold specks came into view mesmerizing Lucas before she wrenched herself free from him and pushed him slightly to the door.

"No thanks Casanova, you're really not my type." He grinned and drunkenly took a step toward her.

"What is your type then?" he questioned, checking her out again.

"Not you." she simply said.

Angry Drunk Lucas was back.

"Fine, whatever, it probably wouldn't be that good anyway." He bit out, hiding his annoyance, girls never turned him down.

"Guess you'll never find out." Brooke spat back, pissed off. That sentence bothered Lucas much more then his drunken mind wanted to think about, so instead he spun around to the door and opened it stepping in before turning his head to sneer.

"Prude" he slurred.

"Man-whore" she insulted back.

He was about to say something but she spun around and stomped back toward her house, her straight dark hair flying out behind her. He couldn't help but shout out to her retreating back.

"Nice Ass."

Without turning around she flipped him off.

There you have it! The first chapter of She Is! I realize this chapter was only BL but it does have more characters and other couples. Hayley, Peyton, Nathan, Felix (don't worry no Breylix in this fic) and Jake are all gonna be in the next few chapters. The other couples btw will be, and are, Naley (durr) Peylix (for awhile) and possibly Jeyton. So what did you think so far though? Press the pretty purple button down there and tell me please!! Remember I want simple ones, long ones, what you liked, what you didn't like, what you want to see more of, what you want to see less of or questions for things you don't get. Whatever. Just do it. Nike again!

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Get reviewing people they make me wanna update and I really hope you want that!!