Lucas stood in the middle of the hallway not sure which way to go. Peyton was to his left and Brooke to his right. Either way it would be awkward. He didn't know how everything got so tangled but it did and he knew it was all his fault. He wished he could fix the mess he made, mend all the broken hearts. He was fooling around behind his girlfriend's back, with her best friend none the less, who he realized he was madly in love with. Now there were three broken hearts and no one to turn to.

Peyton darted in one direction and Brooke walked by, hanging on some jock's big arm, laughing, giggling and flirting. It ripped Lucas' heart out that that could've still been him but he deserved everything she was throwing his way.

He was free to walk freely through the hallway without having to watch his step.

"Luke, my man. How's the shoulder?" Jake said slapping him five.

"It's coming along I guess. Hopefully I'll be back to practice in a few more weeks of physical therapy." He leaned himself against the wall of lockers, catching up with his teammate.

"Hurry back man, the team really needs you."

"You guys won without me before. Just pretend I never joined." Lucas joked about how most of the team hated him when he joined the team.

"We could never forget you." Jake's cell phone began ringing, "Gotta go. I'll catch you later."

"Give Jenny my love." Lucas waved at Jake as he disappeared down the hallway.

Lucas smiled, thinking about his new friendship with Jake and Jenny in the past few months. Jake was the first person to make an effort to be friends with Lucas when the whole team followed Nathan and made his life hell.

The bell rang and as Lucas turned towards his classroom someone slammed right into his bad shoulder. He gripped it, wincing in pain. When he came around he found a mysterious new girl scurrying around the floor trying to pick up her books.

"I'm so sorry." she picked up the last book and stood up. Seeing Lucas in pain she panicked, "Oh my god! Did I hurt you? I can't believe this. I told my parents I didn't want to move here-"

"I'm fine. Don't worry about it." He tried to swallow back the pain that was radiating from his shoulder.

"Do you really think you're fooling me? Want me to bring you to the nurse? Or the hospital?" Lucas stopped her before she could start rambling again.

"No really. I'm fine." Lucas was more convincing this time.

"God, I feel like an idiot. My first day here and I've already almost killed someone." She began rambling on again.

"You didn't almost kill me." Lucas patted her shoulder in reassurance. "I'm Lucas."

"I'm Madison." Madison looked up into his sparkling blue eyes and smiled.

Lucas noticed how beautiful this Madison girl was and he felt his insides jumping. Her light blue eyes seemed to jump off her face and her smile was perfect. She had brown hair similar to Brooke; maybe that's why he was so attracted to her.

"Would you be able to help me?" Madison rummaged through a folder she had and pulled out her schedule, "Do you know where this room is?"

"Yeah. It's on my way. Follow me." He motioned her in the direction he had been going before they collided.

"Thanks." She ran her fingers through her hair and then let it feather back down, "So how did you hurt your shoulder?"

"Car accident."

"Ouch. Must really hurt." Her eyes sparkled as she talked, "Must be getting all this special attention now."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Lucas replied sarcastically, smiling.

Brooke stood in front of them as they walked on. Her nose scrunched up like it always did when she's mad or jealous. She walked straight in between Lucas and Madison, bumping hard into Lucas' functional shoulder.

"What's her problem?" Madison asked looking over her shoulder at the back of Brooke's head.

"My ex-girlfriend." Lucas hated the sound of that; Brooke being his ex-girlfriend.

"I see. So your single now?" Madison ask shyly.

"Yeah." Lucas sunk back into the lousy spirits he'd been in since the Brooke, Peyton and him blowout.

"You break up with her or she break up with you?" Madison asked what Lucas thought was a strange question.

"I don't exactly know," Lucas replied, not knowing if him sneaking around with Peyton was his way of breaking up with her or if Brooke telling him and Peyton that she never wanted to see them again. Obviously this answer was not good enough for Madison because she began giving him funny looks.

"Was it that bad?"

"I don't want to talk about it." Lucas said coldly.

"Sorry, touchy subject." She began to get all nervous and rambled on and on, "So what's there to do here in Tree Hill?"

"Not much. There's the beach, Karen's Café, parties and basketball." Lucas shrugged realizing that without basketball and his friends, how boring Tree Hill really was.

"Sounds like fun." She answered sarcastically.

"You just get used to it." He caught himself glancing over his shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of Brooke before she disappeared again.

"I won't. I'm a big city girl." Madison began to feel comfortable around Lucas.

"Yeah I want to get out of here." Lucas focused back on Madison, "Too much drama around here."

"No offense but it seems kind of dull around here." She acted like she was handling him easily like trying to get a sleep walker back to bed.

"This is just the calm before the storm." Lucas laughed at how much this naïve new girl had missed already, but it could only get worse from here.

"I can't wait. I need a little action." Madison was so enthusiast about the upcoming blow-outs.

"That makes one of us." Lucas stopped walking, "It's not so much fun when you're the center of all the problems."

"What do you mean?" Madison pried cautiously.

"It's a long, long story." Lucas flashed the ever-so-popular Scott smile.

"Why don't we do something later and you can tell me all about it?" She asked him out so slyly, she didn't even think he realized how smooth she was.

"Why not? I've got to get out sometime." Lucas was pleased with Madison's attitude because there was something about it that was so different than most girls around here, "Where and when?"

"How about six o'clock? You pick the spot. Call me later and we'll talk later." She scribbled her number on Lucas' notebook and disappeared into the classroom.

Feeling satisfied at his own accomplishments with the new girl, Lucas was able to make it through the rest of the day without paying any attention to Peyton or Brooke.