"Hil, how am I supposed to work with him now?" I said, on the phone with one of my best friends.
"I don't know Soph. I'll kick his ass for you," she offered.
"I'd appreciate that," I said, only half-jokingly, "But really, do you think they'll ask me to leave the show?"
"What on Earth gave you that idea?" she exclaimed, "You have every right to be on set that he does."
"Well, yeah, but you can't exactly take the Lucas out of One Tree Hill, you know? I mean; he's the main character!"
"He's one of the main characters," she responded, "but so are you. If anyone should go, it's him. But nobody is going anywhere, you hear?"
"I hear, I hear," I said, "Still, it's going to be so awkward."
"Well, now you've got extra…fuel," she said, "for your more emotional scenes and stuff. The 'hating-Lucas-for-cheating' thing shouldn't be too far fetched anymore."
"Gee thanks," I sniffled.
"Silver lining?" she suggested.
"Silver lining," I answered, "I'm still going to pay Lafferty to be my bodyguard though."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Oh, he called and asked what he could do right when it all came out," I explained, "I told him as long as he kept me and Chad far, far away from each other, that'd be the best thing he could do for me."
"Aww, Baby Lafferty," she joked, "What a nice kid."
"What a nice kid indeed," I agreed, cracking a smile.