Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill. Or even the characters…
A/N: This is my first story that I've ever post so please comment good or bad or whatever …. And tell me if I should continue…
Summary: I'm really not good at summaries so hear it goes. Btw Brooke and Lucas keep trying to be together but things keep getting in there way. It will be a Brucas.
Chapter One: Party
I stood there watching him talking to Peyton at his party. I wasn't a stalker or anything, by the way before anyone started to judge. My friend with benefits/ex-boyfriend/the guy I love (not in that particular order) was flirting with Peyton right in front of me. I wonder if I should be jealous and tried to rip her eyes out but I decided against it. So as I stood there waiting, I got bored and decided to go home and have a good cry. I bumped into his best friend, Haley James, on accident as I was leaving.
"Hey, Haley," I said.
"Hello Brooke. Where are you going?" she asked me. I want to tell her to punch a certain girl's face but again I decided against it.
I shrugged and then said, "I'm not feeling to well. Think I might go home right now."
"That sucks, did you tell Lucas you were leaving?" Great! Now I have to run everything by him. This was just like some bad teen soap. Everywhere I go drama seems to follow.
"Yeah I told him," I nodded my head and lied. I was an okay liar. Sometimes people believe what I say and sometimes they don't. Haley usually believed me.
"Ok, do you need a ride home?" Haley asks a lot of questions; usually I don't mind but today was one of those days.
"Umm…no I'll just walk it," I wanted to run. It seem like it would take me hours before Haley would let me leave this party.
"Lucas can take you home," she point out. Again if I didn't choke the other chick I would end up killing poor Haley.
"It's ok, I mean this is his party and I'm ok with walking, really," I said trying not to act annoyed. I was really trying to convince myself than her because if I stayed things would not go well.
"Ok, well I'll see you," We hugged and I walked out of the party. My thoughts were immediately thinking of him. Why would he flirt with her knowing that I don't like her? Why had I even decided on coming? I reached my house and not surprise that no one was home. I went upstairs to and cried.