Hey, so confession to all! This is actually my second account on here…well it's my first but I have two. My sister and I share this one and then I have my own and that is DarkBrownEyes03 and both mine. She stared writing and posting her stories and then I did and then after awhile I started a new account because these stories made me cringe with how bad my writing was. However, I decided I wanted to go back and redo this one. I always loved the idea of this story, so I'm taking it, along with when I had originally decided to redo it on the other profile and revamp this whole story! Hope you all enjoy the redo and continue to read.

Also, I plan on working on all my others, but just been crazy busy and just got back from vacation. But hope you all enjoy!

Lucas growled getting out of bed and walked into his bathroom. He turned the shower on as hot as it could get, before walking to get a towel out of his bathroom closet. His body was so sore, he didn't really sleep at all last night and he worked his ass off the day before at practice and during weight lifting at gym. He ran two miles when he got home from practice and his whole body was hating him for his decision he made the day before.

He could hear his dad yelling for him to hurry up, that he gave him fifteen minutes and he already used eight of them. Normally he took a long shower and today he knew his body need it but also knowing he had seven minutes to get downstairs before his dad bitched at him more.

He wrapped his towel around his waist wiping the steam off the mirror. He could tell how tired he looked. His eyes were still weighing heavy, begging him to let them close and his whole body looked completely drained. He ran his finger of the scar on his tanned, toned abs and frowned.

He missed them.

Closing his eyes he tried to remember them. Their voice, their smile, their laugh. He tried to remember anything about them but as the days went on all those things about them was starting to get harder and harder to recall.

He opened his eyes staring at the person looking back at him and once again felt ashamed. He didn't want to become this person but he did. He became the partier, the heavy drinker and the womanizing asshole who said what he needed to get a girl in bed.

"You would be ashamed," he frowned, grabbing his long silver chain slipping it over his head and looking at it. "You would be so ashamed," he whispered moving the small round metal in his hand.

Lucas dropped the metal from his hand as it moved back in place right next to his heart. He pulled his blue shirt over his head and slipped on a pair of old worn jeans mumbling to himself the whole time, "Just nine more months, just nine more months."

"Lucas Scott will you hurry up!" He heard the yell, but this time it didn't bother him. He knew that voice and he could never be angry with his best friend, Haley James who was yelling from all the way outside his house. Grabbing his keys from his nightstand, his wallet from his dresser, the sandy blonde jogged down the steps of his home and grabbed his bag by the door making sure to slam the door before walking out. Moving down the steps to see his friend already sitting in the front seat and drumming her fingers on her knee.

"Take long enough to make yourself pretty?" she teased and his pale blue eyes rolled as he climbed into driver seat.

"You know, if you ass keeps yelling at me, I'm going to make you walk. Or worse, take the bus," he teased, though both knew that was pretty much a bullshit lie. He threatened it constantly; however, he would never fall through with it. Haley was like his sister. He loved her.

"Oh but you would never do that to your best friend," she grinned, leaning back batting her eye lashes at him with a smile and he laughs shaking his head at her. "Now drive," she smiled pointing to the road. Lucas again just smiled as he put his car in reverse and pulled out of his driveway. "You excited for this year?"

"Yeah," Lucas smiled after a moments pause. "I really am. Nervous, but excited," he confessed knowing he could only be that honest with Haley. She knew him better than anyone. He didn't even have to confess it without her already knowing.

"I know, but you'll do great," she reached over and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. "Just do what you do best. Kick ass and fake it."

"Ha, ha," he rolled his eyes and sent her a playful glare that she smirked at.

"Well, get those nerves together buckaroo because this year has official started," Haley commented as they pulled into the parking lot and both released a long breath. "Suddenly a bit more intimidating, huh? I mean, this being our last year."

"Yeah, a little," he nodded in agreement and looked up at the small school. "But we got this."

"Hell yeah we do," she pushed the door open of his nice red mustang and stepped out. Slamming the heavy door she tossed her bag over her shoulder as they moved across the parking lot and toward the front doors.

"Yo! Luke!" the blonde heard and lifted his gaze to the dark haired boy standing by the gym with all their friends.

"Great the all mighty Nathan Scott graces us with his presents…" Haley sarcastically teased and Lucas released a slight chuckle.

"Oh Hales don't act like you're not excited to see me," Nathan laughed, wrapping his arm around her shoulder that she quickly shoves off.

"Yeah that's it. It's excitement I feel," she said pretending to gag. "Luke, text me your schedule. See you when I see you," she instructed and the blonde nodded.

"Oh I can't text you later?" Nathan laughed and the small girl just threw up her middle finger as she moved into the school.

"You two are ridiculous," Lucas shook his head as he moved toward the school. "I don't know why all you two do is fight."

"Well, there are other activities we could do," Nathan smirked and almost tingled at the idea of the small girl under him. Or on top of him. Either or really worked for him.

"And if you do any of those things I will personally kick your ass," Lucas said completely serious. He didn't care what his brother; well half brother did with anyone as long as he didn't touch Haley. He was probably more protective of her then he was his own brother and maybe for the fact he spent the first ten years of his life living with his mom and not younger brother of three months. Haley was there those ten years, they had been best friends since diapers and he be damned if he let someone mess with her, even if that someone was his brother.

"Come on Lucas, I was just kidding," Nathan says rolled his eyes; he envied his brother's love for his best friend. He never really had a best friend he was as close to as Lucas and Haley and some days wished for it. "But I got to go to class. I have McKinley," he groaned and Lucas cringed for him. That did suck. "See you later."

"Yeah, man, later," Lucas headed to the office in hopes his schedule didn't start off as bad as his brother's already had.

"Ok," the short brunette breathed out a long nervous breath as she shut the door to her blue beetle. After she moved, this was the only thing she begged her parents to keep. Even if it was tough, even if she might have to pick up some job to pay it off, this was her baby and she loved this car.

Moving across the empty lot she walked toward the large door glass doors and pulled it open. The cool air from the building hit her in the face as suddenly eyes landed on her. She expected that almost. She was new and in a school this small it didn't shock her people instantly knew that. The halls lined with students of all types and clicks and Brooke instantly knew she was being judge.

"Ok," she mumbled again walking past all the eyes and was more than thankful when she located the front office and stepped inside. "Excuse me?" she placed her hand on the counter at the older woman sitting before her. Her fingers going on a key board as her glasses perched on her nose. "Ma'am," she repeated unsure if she heard her and the woman huffed.

""Yes can I help you?" she asked not looking up.

"I hope so. It's my first day and-"

"It's everyone's first day," she snipped and Brooke's eyes widened shocked at her tone. "It's the first day of school."

"Yes, I'm greatly aware of that. Yet, this is my first day, meaning I just moved here," her tone sharp and the older woman glanced up and all but rolled her eyes. "I don't have a schedule or a map or anything. If you are too busy to help me, fine. I'll come back later but I won't be blamed for being late and or tardy."

"What's your name?"

"Brooke Davis."

"I'll be back," she shoved her chair from the desk and moved into a back room.

"Bitch," Brooke mumbled leaning against the counter and pulling out her phone to send a quick text.

"Oh huge," she heard behind her and lifted her gaze to see a red head moving in the room. "She needs to get laid."

"That would be a start," she mumbled and drummed her fingers on the counter.

"Let me guess, it's your first day?"

"Apparently it's everyone's first day," she whipped her hand around annoyed grumbled.

"Yeah, but I meant you are seriously new," the red head moved around the desk and toward a pile of files.

"Uh, yeah," Brooke watched her nervously and glanced around the room almost afraid she would get caught. Caught doing what she doesn't know, but she didn't want to get in trouble her first day. That wasn't far to her parents.

This girl seemed like she knew what she was doing, but didn't change she was sure the girl wasn't supposed to be going through all those folders.

"What's your name?" she asked turning to look at her.

"Oh umm…Brooke…Brooke Davis," she told her and she nodded pulling out a big vanilla folder.

"Ah, found you," she pulled out some papers and studied it. "Oh, lame. Do you want a teaching class?"

"Not partially," Brooke mumbled out with a shrug.

"Yeah, I wouldn't either," she shook her head and started to scratch out the class and scribble a note on it. "I'll put you in gym with me. It's such an easy class and it's fun to watch all those athletes all sweaty," she smirked and Brooke laughed.

"I'm sorry, but what's your name?"

"Rachel."

"Oh ok, well thanks for all this, but are you like allowed? I don't want you getting in trouble."

"Oh no," she shook her head with a laugh. "I mean, yes, possibly, but all I need is one person and we are good," she glanced up and a smile flashed over her face. "There is, the man of the hour."

"Uh, god, Rach, I already don't like that look," an almost nerdy boy stepped into the room and rounded the desk. Typing something on the computer it made a noise before printing out a piece of paper. "What are you doing?"

"I'm helping my good friend, Brooke. Mouth this is Brooke and Brooke this is my favorite person ever, Mouth," she waved her hand at the brunette and he looked up at her and she offered a small wave. "Mouth, Brooke and I have been friends long time, so be nice."

"I'm already nice," Mouth pulled her chair back and wheeled her on the other side of the counter making her laugh. "Now, again, what are you doing?"

"We are changing Brooke's classes, because Bitch Monica has a stick up her ass."

"Rachel, I told you, you can't just change shit anymore," Mouth groaned grabbing the paper and looked at it as he started up the computer. Rachel sending a wink to Brooke to inform her they scored. Mouth rarely said no to her.

"I know, but Mouth she had teaching. That class is so stupid," she whined and Brooke laughed a bit. This girl reminded her of herself, well her old self. Before life got serious.

"Here is your new schedule," he handed it over to her and Brooke looked at it to see some things changed. "Some classes they might not have you on roster so if they have a question show them your schedule and have them call up here."

"Oh, ok, thank you," Brooke gave an appreciated smile as she looked at her. "I hope you don't get in trouble."

"Don't worry about it. If this one hasn't gotten me in trouble yet, I'm not worried," he pointed at Rachel who smirked and shrugged.

"Ok, cool."

"Well Mouth, we are off to first. See you at lunch my love," she blew him a kiss and wink as they moved toward the office door. Pushing it open just in time to see the blonde stepping in. "Scott."

"Gatina," Lucas greeted as they girls stepped out. "Sorry," he moved in front of the small brunette he gave a half smile.

"It's ok," she told him as she stepped around him and out the door. Tossing a glance behind her at the blonde who gave a tight smile before the heavy door shut behind her.

"Who was that?" Lucas threw his thumb over his shoulder as he moved toward his friend.

"Uh, Brooke, apparently she is good friends with Rachel," Mouth shrugged as he went through the papers for his friend's.

"She's cute," he glanced out the office window to see her standing in the hall with Rachel at their locker. Rachel telling her some story that Brooke just kept nodding at.

"Very," Mouth pulled out the paper and handed it over. "Here's your schedule, Luke."

"Thanks," he studied the schedule and thanked the classes weren't that bad. "Well, I'm off to first. See you at lunch, yeah?"

"Yeah, man."

"Cool," Lucas spun on his feet and out the door. Tossing a looking around the hall to find it fairly empty before heading himself to class.

"Hales!" the young girl turned around to see Rachel behind her. "What's up?"

"Nothing, just heading to second," Haley shrugged and smiled at the girl beside the red head. "Hi, I'm Haley."

"Brooke," Brooke gave a wave and Haley nodded.

"But, Hales, you have Mason second right?" Rachel asked, recalling that Haley had texted her, her schedule last week. Haley in true Haley James fashion went to open house, got her schedule, located her classes and met all her teachers. That was just how Haley was. Didn't shock anyone.

"I do."

"Well, Brooke is new and has him, but I'm on the other side of the school. Mind showing her?" Rachel asked, honestly liking Brooke. They had first together and though Brooke was a bit quiet, she thought she seemed like a cool chick. And other than Haley, Rachel had issues making friends with girls. Even Haley hated her at first.

"No, of course," Haley waved her hand at them and Brooke smiled finding everyone so nice. It was weird to her how nice everyone was. Most people weren't like that. "See you later."

"Later, guys!"

"You don't have to show me around," Brooke told her as they moved down the hall. "I appreciate you and Rachel being so nice, but I mean…you don't have too."

"I know, but Rachel is on this whole turning a new leaf thing," Haley explained and Brooke's brows pulled together. "Long story."

"Oh, ok…" Brooke mumbled out as they turned into a class already mostly filled.

"Oh thank god, Haley is in this class," the girls lifted their heads to catch a dark haired boy in back, behind him the blonde Brooke saw earlier. "Least I'll have someone smart to cheat off of."

"Think it's best you do your own work this year, Nathan," Mr. Mason spoke and the class erupted into laughter.

"Hey, Mr. M, this is Brooke. She is new to the school."

"Well, Brooke, nice to meet you. This is British Literature and I'm Mr. Mason."

"Nice to meet you," Brooke shifted on her feet, a little uncomfortable with everyone staring at her.

"Class, this is Brooke. Let's try to make her feel welcome," Mason waved his class for her to take a seat and the girls moved down the aisle.

"I'll make her feel very welcomed," a guy in the back grinned at her with a wink and Brooke just rolled her eyes. No matter what school she was at all the guys were the same. They were all horny, annoying and completely obvious showing their lame try at picking her up.

"Yeah, I think I'll pass," she told him with an eye roll and just tried to ignore all the girls whispering. The guys laughed at her comment but the girls just gave her an are you serious look. Yeah maybe he was cute, with his dark hair and from here looked hazel eyes but she was not in the mood for some guy trying to hit on her.

Truth was she just wanted to go to school the rest of her year, graduate and then go to college. The last thing she wanted was a guy.

"You say that now," the guy tried to regain his smirk and Brooke shook her head.

"I think she would rather have herpes Felix," the Nathan guy teased and Brooke and the rest of the class snickered.

"Maybe she already does," Felix muttered and Brooke's jaw dropped.

"Felix, shut the hell up," the blonde snapped and Brooke eased in her seat embarrassed. Her heart racing at all the looks the class was giving her. "Just because someone isn't into your lame attempts to get in their pants doesn't mean anything. Shut your mouth and pay attention to damn class."

"Fuck off, Scott," Felix spun in his desk and stared at the front as Mason started his lesson.

"Thanks," Brooke mumbled sinking in her seat and brushed her hair back.

"He's harmless," the blonde told her and Brooke nodded. "I'm Lucas."

"Brooke," she took his hand he stretched out and gave it a shake.

"Nice to meet you."

"You too," he held her gaze before Mason's voice brought him back. Spinning back in his seat, he cut his eyes back over at her as she pulled out her notepad and flipped it open.

Standing at his locker, Lucas watched as his friend stood talking to the small brunette. Her telling him some story that made his brows crease and eyes narrow.

"Have a crush?" he jerked his gaze to his friend staring at him with a smirk.

"What are you talking about, Hales?" he shoved his book in the locker and shut it.

"I'm saying you keep staring at the new girl. In class, in the halls. Not very like you to stare so much," she commented to her friend and his pale blue eyes rolled.

"She's cute, Hales. Ok, gorgeous even. All the girls here are the same. She is new…might be cool to get to know."

"Might be," Haley watched her and she shut her locker before leaning up kissing his cheek and walking off. "Hey Jake."

"Hey," he moved down the hall and stood with his friends watched the young girl disappear down the hall.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, my cousin was just telling me something that bugged me."

"Cousin?" Haley's cut her eyes at Lucas then back at him. "Brooke?"

"Yeah, you know her?"

"We all have class together."

"Then you heard Felix talking shit too her?" his temper raised and both cringed. "What all did he say?"

"Man, you know how Felix is. He loves talking out his ass; however, I'm kinda sure Brooke can handle herself pretty well. Don't stress."

"Well, she has enough stress without some dick adding too it," he hissed annoyed and the bell rang announcing them heading to the next class. "But I have to go. I'll see ya'll later."

"Ok," Haley waved as he walked off. "Someone is a bit protective," she commented and Lucas nodded as they headed to the next class. "Better watch out. Don't want him kicking your ass," she teased and Lucas rolled his eyes shoving her into her next class. "Love you!"

"Yeah, yeah," he shook his head and heard her laughter as he moved toward the gym. Pushing open the doors he inhales the leather smell and waxed wood. He loved this place. It was like his peaceful haven and he couldn't wait to start his new year. "Brooke!" he grabbed the girl's arm as she moved passed him and instantly dropped her arm. "Shit, sorry. I didn't mean to grab you like that."

"No, its fine," she pushed a smile and glanced around her again taking note of all the eyes falling on her. "But, what's up?"

"Nothing. I just saw you and Jake talking. I didn't know he was your cousin," he randomly stated and she slowly nodded confused to why that matter. "But he just said what Felix said bothered you and I wanted to apologize again for that."

"It's not your fault, Lucas. You don't have to apologize for something someone else said."

"No, I know, but still. Felix is someone you kinda have to keep in his place and I shouldn't have let him get out of that. So, again sorry. Hope you don't get an ill impression of all of the guys here."

"It's fine, Lucas. I swear, but thanks for that," she gave a tight smile before walking off to join the only other person she knew in the gym.

Well, hope you enjoyed…

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