Summary: Twelve little steps that's keeping her a prisoner from her heart. Twelve favors, the huge obstacles that are in her way to be with Lucas Scott.
A/N: So another story from me to you! Ever since I've started I've been coming up with all these ideas lol…okay so I'm friends on myspace with Hilarie Burton (and I'm so hoping it really is her lol) and she posted a blog about how she found out that her character was pregers and asked us fans on what we think the gender should be and what names we like and there was like 3 or 4 people who said that if it was a girl they so want it to be Leighton (isn't that awesome), so anyway I totally don't mean to sound egocentric in what I'm going to say next, but I'm totally thinking they got that idea from my story and they loved it haha. God, I hope I don't sound so full of myself haha. But anyway I agreed and I love you guys if you really did…if any of you happen to have responded like that and wanna check who I am on Myspace I posted on her blog and my screen name is (heart)M---TLA…So hopefully I don't sound like a stuck up person cause I'm really honored if it was anyone here…
so back to the story! I own nothing, but the concept to this idea!
Chapter One: See You Again
The cherry wood door opened without any kind of hesitation, her heels stomping lightly on the wooden floor and the clicking of her stilettos became louder and louder.
"You miserable ass, just sign the god damn papers."
The shouting of his assistant could be heard as she walked towards the opened door. Peyton didn't pay attention to the older lady's plea of 'you can't go in there' as she threw the papers on his desk slamming his laptop shut; this caused him to look up from the now closed computer a bit startled, but that didn't stop the well knowing smile to come across his face.
"Well hello to you too, wifey."
He twirled his rotating chair to face her and took a good look at her; she was wearing a blue v-neck summer dress that went halfway down her thigh, her hair in loose waves, the black pin that kept her bangs back, and the matching heels that gave her legs extra length . He got up from the seat and leveled himself so he was now face to face with his bride. He leaned into her putting his hand on his desk to give him leverage so he wouldn't lose his balance and shooed away the secretary.
"Julian. Sign the divorce papers."
It wasn't a plea, but an order, handing the ball-point pen to her so called husband. He looked over the documents before he closed them shut, almost in the same manner she had when she abused his computer, and set them down on the desk.
"Irreconcilable differences. So that's the reason for the divorce?"
He questioned as he looked down at her empty ring finger. She had given the ring back last week and he's kept it in his pocket ever since.
"Well I was going to mark an X by the boxes that read Lack of Maturity and Intellectual Incompatibility, but that might have been crude on my part."
He couldn't help but laugh at her sarcastic comment and she gave him the 'what the hell is so funny' look. The sun was beaming into the room as it was mid-afternoon in Los Angeles and her golden wavy locks were bright as ever. He brought his fingers and delicately ran them through her hair before she shoved it way forcefully.
"Sign. The. Papers."
Julian thought for a second and he suddenly thought of an idea and swore he was a genius.
"On one condition."
"Anything. As long as we can get this over with."
He moved his face inches away from hers. He could feel her breath on him as she waited for his proposition.
"Every time I ask something of you that requires you to be a good wifey and you do it without hesitation then you get one letter of my name on that paper."
"So eleven favors then."
"Twelve." She looked at him confused. "The first eleven are for each printed letter, but the last is for my signature. And if you don't fall in love with me all over again which you will, well, I'll go along with this little crisis you're having."
She made an annoyed 'ugh' before she reluctantly agreed and offered him her left hand. He pulled the velvet box that carried the two carat princess cut wedding ring and placed gently on her finger.
"Mr. Baker, you're two o'clock appointment is here."
The secretary's voice broke the tension in the room and Julian pushed the button to respond.
"Let him in."
He placed a kiss on his wife's temple and the sound of someone clearing there throat caught his attention. Peyton, who's back faced the guests in the room, tried to keep control of her anger and it slowly faded. He wanted the perfect wife, he was going to get the perfect wife, and soon he'd have no wife.
"How rude of me." Julian extended his hand out to both of the people in the room. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Julian Baker."
The man and woman shook the movie producer's hand.
"I'm Lindsay Strauss and this is…" Peyton slowly turned around and finally caught a glimpse of some brunette and her, wait it couldn't be. "Lucas Scott." It was and she was shocked beyond belief.
"It's good to finally meet you the both of you; especially you Lucas. This is my wife, Peyton Baker. But I'm sure you knew that already."
Lucas' eyes traveled that to the womean who stole his heart all those years ago. To say she looked fantastic, beautiful, gorgeous, and hot was a complete understatement.
"It's kind of like a high school reunion, huh."
Peyton spoke, but she really wanted to slap the manuscript of 'An Unkindness of Ravens' across Julian's head; and that's when she noticed the script. She was so engulfed with her own divorce papers that she didn't bother to notice the bunch of papers that set next to the legal documents.
"Your wife? Peyton's your wife?"
And Peyton swore that his voice broke. It was complete shock, but sadness topped the list. Julian nodded as he brought up his wife's left hand to show, the two other people in the room, the wedding band.
"Wow, it's nice."
Lindsay spoke.
"Yeah and it was a fortune, but anything for my girl."
Peyton rolled her eyes and Lucas shuddered at the thought of Peyton being anyone else's but his. Suddenly the ringing cell phone broke through the conversation and Peyton excused herself to take the call. Lindsay shoved her elbow in Lucas' ribs gently, trying to bring him back to reality.
"Oh. Lindsay's my editor."
Peyton couldn't help but over hear the conversation by the three people in the room She was curious as to who this Lindsay chick was. She had to ask the person on the other line to repeat what they had been saying about twice.
"And his girlfriend."
Lindsay stated and that caused Peyton to drop her cell phone, the splattering sound of the battery disconnecting from the rest of the phone caught the group's attention. She quickly picked up her phone, but the battery was near the leather shoe of her high school sweetheart. She went to go pick it up and he did the same as their finger's grazed each other's and the spark was still felt between the two.
"That was the label. There's this disaster and they need me." She lied. "I'll see you at the house?"
She refused to call it their home and Julian nodded before bringing her into a kiss and whispering 'remember the deal.' If it was one thing Peyton wanted to do at the very moment it was to bring her fist to his face, but she smiled sweetly nontheless. She quickly ran out of the suffocating room before the 'what if' turned into reality.
"So take a seat." He offered the duo the empty chairs that faced his desk as he took a seat in the chair opposite of them. "I read the script and it's amazing. We found the perfect producer and now it's the time for the parties to help raise the money for this indie film. Are you ready for the next two weeks of fun?"
Lindsay's smile never faltered and all Lucas' mind was on the previous female blonde in the room, the married blonde, the blonde that wasn't married to him.
"So tonight is the first fundraiser." He used air quotes because truly it was going to be a hideous industry party. "And it's great how we have the whole cast from the book down here in L.A. Haley, Nathan, You, Brooke, and well Peyton's always been here. It's going to be a pleasure meeting them."
After the meeting took place Lucas and Lindsay walked out of the office. He didn't hear any of her babbling about how great the next two weeks were going to be. All he thought about was that Peyton was married, that she actually didn't refuse a proposal.
"So how about we don't tell anyone about Peyton? Let them be surprised."
Hearing her name brought Lucas out of his thoughts as he asked to repeat what she said and when she did he agreed.
A/N: So what do you think? Should I continue?? Lemme know by pushing that green review button :D