One 50 Minute Class
Note: Peyton and Lucas aren't together. They are friends and both know that Peyton wants more but they both ignore the elephant in the room. Brooke broke up with Lucas because he didn't tell her about the kiss and because he never fully opened up to her. Brooke never stole the test and isn't failing calculus. She asked Haley for help. The beginning is just like Pictures of You. If you all like the story review and I might continue on and add a second chapter of the next day in class where they are in bigger groups and the whole gang is together.
Lucas' Voiceover: You ever wonder how long it takes to change your life? What measure of time is enough to be life-altering? Is it four years, like high school? One year? An eight-week rock tour? Can your life change in a month, a week, or a single day? We're always in a hurry to grow up, to go places, to get ahead. But when you're young, one hour can change everything.
The senior students walk into their last class of the day. They were all very anxious to get out of school that day. Their teacher begins to speak, "How are we doing this afternoon, seniors? Anyone wake up with their clothes on from the night before, still drunk but strangely hungover? Anyone? Well, I guess that was just me. Actually, last night was Uno night at my house. And it was a bloodbath, but I care not to discuss it with you right now." Carl pauses to take a breath and Lucas is caught staring at Brooke. "Let me ask you guys a question. Does today's class really matter or is it just a 50 minute requirement designed to get you a grade so you can go onto college or a job and the rest of your lives? Anyone?"
Brooke takes the opportunity to answer, "If we say yes can we have the grade and go onto the rest of our lives?" Everyone laughs in reply
"Mouth, using one word, describe how your classmates see you," Carl instructions.
"Umm… Awesome," Mouth replies with a cocky grin. The class laughs again.
"Let's say that there are five universal terms that describe everyone in high school, okay? Let's say "Jock", "Prom queen", "Geek", "Loner" and..."
"Slut!" Brooke interjects. As the class laughs Carl rights "friendly" on the board.
"Seeing as awesome isn't a category, Shelly Simon, describe Mouth in one word."
"Uh… I don't really know him but, nice I guess." Shelly replies.
"Nice, nice we would file under friendly but, since friendly doesn't mean friendly that would make Mouth a slut, you have four other choices."
Shelly responds after glancing back at Mouth, "Geek, I guess."
"Geek, join the club Mouth. Ok class, Nathan five choices,"
"Jock," they reply in unison.
"Lucas?"
"Jock."
"Brooke?"
"Prom Queen."
"Rachel?"
"Friendly!"
"Hey!" Rachel replies when the response is a tad louder than all the other.
"Haley?"
"Prom Queen," all but one voice answers. Lucas loudly shouts, "Geek!" Nathan turns to Lucas, "Watch it!" he jokes, "That's my wife you're making fun of."
"Peyton?"
"Prom Queen."
"Oh come on I'm so a loner." Peyton objects.
"Right," a Goth looking girls responds sarcastically, "A loner cheerleader whose best friends with the head cheerleader slash class president. No offense but I'm a loner you're a prom queen."
"Like it or not you are who your classmates see you as, but here's the good news, that's gonna change soon. Because pretty soon you're going to be going out into that big wide world and you can erase all those labels. Now for some of you shedding this image is going to be a great thing and for some of you not such a great thing but what matters is that you know who you really are and you know how you want the world to see you. Now you've been together for what four years? Haley what's Lucas' middle name?"
"Eugene… oh I'm sorry… I'm soo sorry."
"Lucas, what's Glenda's last name?"
"I don't know." He replies sadly
"Ok everyone on this side of the room, I want you to write your name on a piece of paper and put it in Nathans hat. Kay hurry up. Everyone on this side is going to draw a name. And the name that you draw is the person who you're going to spend the rest of the class period with. And maybe we'll find out if 50 minutes can matter.
Haley looks down at the name she has received. Brooke. She quickly whisper shouts to Lucas, "Luke."
"Huh" he replies.
"Here" she hands it to him and he seems confused until he reads the name on the paper. He smiles to Haley and hands her his sheet which reads Nathan.
"Everyone read out loud who they got."
They begin to go down the rows. "Bevin," Rachel reads aloud. "Brooke," Lucas reads and Brooke rolls her eyes at the excitement in his voice. "Nathan," Haley chuckles.
"That's not fair," the redhead dubbed as friendly shouts out, "the married couple should not be able to spend the time together."
"Fine, Rachel you go with Haley and Bevin can spend the class with Nathan. Pay close attention to the things your partner tells you today because it will come in handy tomorrow in class. Okay here's the deal everyone pair up. You can leave the classroom but not the campus. At the door you'll find a camera I want each of you at the end of the class to take a picture of your partner this picture represents how you see them. That picture is going into the yearbook for the rest of time. Now for some of you this is an opportunity to reinvent yourself starting today."
Brooke raises her hand, "Do we have to reinvent ourselves? "Cause I think most of my friends see me as fabulous. "
"Maybe so, but do any of them know the true Brooke Davis? All of your dirty little secrets?"
"Okay everyone, grab a camera and get out of here. Oh and one more thing with the camera is a list of instructions at the end of the class I want you to tell me what you learned about your partner you have fifty minutes go!"
"So I'm stuck with you, huh, Lucas how did this happen?" Brooke groans as they walk out the door.
"Something personal. Ok follow me." They start walking until they end up next to the trophy case. "This is the place where it all began. If I had never agreed to your deal I would've never gotten to know the real Brooke Davis." Lucas smiles.
"I already knew that Lucas I was stupid to ever start reading that book," Brooke retorts spitefully.
"Brooke why are you so mad at me. I only love you. Can't we just put our disagreements aside and work together in class today?" Lucas asks.
"You don't have to continue to put on this I still hold a torch for you show Lucas. It's been long enough. You can go to your precious Peyton now." Brooke sighs.
"Is that what you think?" Lucas asks angrily, "You think I want to be with Peyton. If I wanted to be with Peyton that's who I would be with. I want to be with you. There is no other girl I want to be with but you. There is no other girl I would give all these embarrassing speeches to except you. You want something personal, Pretty Girl? I'll give it to you. I've written a whole book about our relationship. When I lost basketball as I dream I should have been crushed but then I knew I had you and I knew everything would be ok as long as I had you by my side and I knew never wanted to lose any of our memories together. So I started writing them down and slowly it progressed into writing a book about us. It turned into this romantic love story and that all came tumbling down the night you came into my room and broke up with me. You said I never truly let you in but you know what Brooke you never wanted all the way in. You were always waiting for me to leave you for Peyton. I loved you so much I was ready to let my whole future depend on you. Suddenly I don't know what I'm going to do without basketball. I have so many friends but they all have people. Nathan and Haley have each other. I feel myself getting nervous every time I'm with Peyton because I don't want to lead her on because all I want is you."
"Lucas," Brooke replies teary eyed, "Why do you do this? Why make it so hard? I don't want to be with you. All I end up is hurt. I cry myself to sleep every night. I avoid the café like a plague for fear of running into you. I have to call Haley before I come over just to make sure you aren't going to be there. It hurts too much to see you around. Your mom used to be like my mom too, but now I worry she hates me for what I've caused. I get too attached to you and the life you can give me and that scares me." She's now whispering softly and the tears fall down her face. "It was never me worry about being let in to your heart. You've said I own it so many times that I believe you, Lucas. I don't doubt that. I doubt that I'll never be enough. I won't be good enough, smart enough, pretty enough."
"Brooke, firstly my mother loves you. Right now I think she would disown me and adopt you. She is so mad that I'm letting you get away. And second how could you not be enough. You are Brooke Penelope Davis, head cheerleader, class president, most likely prom queen, and to top it off the most beautiful person I have ever met inside and out. You are an amazing friend and the best person I have ever met. You are so warm and bubbly that I can't help but smile just seeing you smile. How could you ever not be enough?" Lucas wipes her tears with his thumb.
"Ask my parents. They haven't called in a month. Month and a half, actually. Not a single call, text, or email. You told me that I you know I miss my parents even if I won't say so and you're right. So what does that say about me?"
"It says more about them. If they can't see what a beautiful, wonderful, special girl they have here that's their problem. But I want to spend the rest of my life showing you that you aren't the problem. Reminding you that you are the most special person to me. Can you let me do that Brooke?"
Brooke looks up, "Lucas how can you want me. I'll never be Peyton. I can't lose you again. That will push me over my breaking point. I'm so scared Luke. But, I don't want to feel this whole in my heart anymore so yes Lucas if you're willing to put up with me I'll let you do that."
Brooke slowly leans forward and places her lips against his. The two move slowly and as much as is scares Brooke to admit it. This is the most alive she's felt in weeks. She is scared that living with Rachel will tear her dream apart. Rachel is always bringing home men and she doesn't want to have to worry about giving into something she doesn't want to after a fight with Lucas.
"Come live with me, Brooke it would be awesome if we could end the year together." Lucas says while holding her in his arms, "My mom would love to have you back in the house again."
"And what happens when school ends, Lucas. I have to go out to LA for my fashion line and I don't want to get close just to move away and have my doubts again. It'll be too hard." Brooke sighs
"We'll figure all that out. I promise okay. I'll go with you or something I promise. I love you and just want to be with you. Forever." Lucas proclaims.
"Ok the next question is 'Lighten up, do you best impression'." Lucas reads.
"Happy Birthday Mr. President," Brooke smiles seductively.
"God Brooke the things you do to me even with just some silly voice." Lucas sighed. They were going to make it. No matter what he was never letting her go again. Now they just had to tell their friends.
"50 minutes definitely can make a difference. In 50 minutes I learned the true reason my ex-girlfriend broke up with me. And I convinced her to take me back. 50 minutes didn't change my thoughts on Brooke Davis, but it sure as hell saved my ass from ending up alone." Lucas finally got his girl.
Note: I hope you liked it. I changed it a little cause reading the end I didn't feel like it flowed right I think I'm gonna continue so please, please, please tell me what you think.
