Hey guys ! It's my first story, I hope you will like it ! English is not my mother tongue, so please be indulgent ! I can't wait to read any potential reviews !
Enjoy :)
Lucas Scott was born different. First of all his father abandoned his mother, Karen, when she as pregnant, choosing another woman, Deb. Then, at six months old, his vision started fading away, leaving him completely blind at the age of 3.
At the age of 5, Lucas discovered basketball, a passion that never left him. He spent afternoons playing with Keith, then alone, learning by heart the configuration of the River Court, his safe haven. Inch by inch, he became familiar of the court, and when he was playing, nothing could stopped him. That's where he became friends with Mouth, Skills, Fergie and Junk. Every day after school, the gang played for few hours while Mouth was acting as a sport anchorman.
At the age of 7, Lucas knew he was different. One afternoon after school, he asked his mother what was the « blue color ». Children had made fun of him because he didn't know. Karen, moved and so angry at the kids, told him about his condition. There were lots of tears and since that day Lucas tried to change his disability into strength.
Now, as a high school student, his life was not easy but he didn't mind as long as Karen, his uncle Keith and Haley were there. Haley has been his best friends since diapers, knowing each other by heart. Haley was the sister he never had and Lucas was she brother she never had. They shared the same passion of literature, and Lucas always kept company to Haley when she was working at the Karen's café.
And here he was : at 16, junior year of high school, ready to start a new year of torture. Teenagers, well mostly Nathan's crew, never missed an occasion to make fun of him. Nathan, Dan and Deb's, couldn't stand Lucas, who was nothing more to him than his father's bastard. He swore to himself years ago to turn Lucas' life into hell. And today was no exception.
Lucas and Haley arrived early as school because Haley had to go to the secretary for applying to the tutoring center.
« Don't worry Luke, I'll be back in 5 minutes, you'll have no time to miss me, joked Haley
-If you say so Hales, can you just drop me at my locker please ?
-No problem buddy »
Lucas was left on his own and tried to collect his books at the locker. The next thing he knew was being on the ground, pushed by someone.
« Hi Looser, ready for another year of hell ?
- Where is your friend ? She finally opened her eyes and found you pathetic ?
-« Opened her eyes », good joke James, that's not something he can do »
He recognized the voices and the cigarettes smells...Jocks. Nathan's squad. No words could express how he and Haley hated them. He started to count his in head and breathed, trying to forget them. When he reached eight, he felt a cold and sticky feeling on his hair and face. A slushy. « It's great, just great » me muttered, angry. Here he was, alone and humiliated on his first day of high school. He silently prayed that Haley we will back soon. It was already six long minutes since she disappeared. Suddenly, he heard a voice screaming :
« What the hell are you doing here ?! Go away before I tell Whitey what you have done you idiots»
Next, he heard muffled apologies and the jocks disappeared.
« Hey, you alright ? Where is your tutor friend? »
A beautiful raspy voice. A sweet smell of a raspberry. No doubt was on his mind. Brooke Davis. He heard about her : head cheerleader, student body president and according to the male population of the school the was « incredibly hot ».
« Yes…he didn't had the time to finish answer when Brooke cut him
-No it's far from okay. Those guys are idiot. Who do they think they are ? Jackasses. Do you head or eyes hurt ?»
One question plagued his mind : why she was helping him ? Why the queen bee of the school was helping a loser like him ?
« I think I need a shampoo, this thing is starting to get sticky…
-Don't worry, I'll help you Lucas. I just need you to stand up and then we'll go the nearest bathroom to clean you up. Sounds good to you ?»
He could feel her smile while she spoke and started smiling too. He felt her hand slipped into his, guiding him.
« Oh by the way, I'm Brooke Davis »