New story, woo woo.
Brooke/Lucas/Jamie
-X-
"Julian was a caring man..." Brooke Davis' voice echoed in every mourners ear. All dressed in black, as they stood watching Julian Baker's casket be lowered into its slot. "I don't know what i am going to do without him." A lump in Brooke's throat began to form. "He had an amazing charm with a creative imagination. He will always and I mean always will live on in my heart." Brooke looked up at the crowds of people, most were crying, others had a brave face on. "I-I-I just wanted you all too know that I-" But the tears had spilled and she began to crumple to the floor. Haley ran over to her side, holding the broken girl. Brooke was holding a folded up piece of paper as she gasped for air, trying to stop the tears. Julian's parents were the first to each drop a handful of red roses onto Julian's wooden casket.
"Brooke, would you like to take your turn?" The vicar spoke, as he stood at the head of the grave, behind the headstone. Brooke nodded, as Haley helped her to her feet. Her hand weakly grabbing a handful, before letting them
slowly fall onto the casket. Others then dropped soil onto the casket, before turning back to head towards there cars. Brooke sat back down at Julian's graves side.
"Why did he leave me, Hales?" Brooke sobbed, as she held the letter close to her.
"He hasn't left you, Tigger." Haley assured the brunette, as she sat next to her bestfriend.
"Then why isn't he here?!" She whispered, fiddling with the paper. "I want him here with me, I miss him, Jamie misses him!" She cant stop crying. Haley was speechless, she could not say anything to cheer Brooke up. "Haley, go to Nathan, I just want to sit alone." Haley nodded and silently walked off. Then somebody sat down beside her, "Haley-" She started before noticing the sandy blonde boy sat next to her. "Oh, sorry Luke."
"I'm really sorry Brooke." He whispered and she leant into him.
"It's not your fault, Luke." She told him, as she slid the letter into her pocket.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" He asked, putting an arm around her.
"Take Jamie?" She started, "He needs to spend more time with you, you are his father." She said and he nodded. "He just doesn't understand, he's four years old, he doesn't know what death is or how to deal with it. I don't know what to say or that Julian isn't going to return." She broke down into tears. "How do I tell him that Julian has gone and will never get to see him again!" Lucas pulled the weeping girl into a hug.
"I've got Jamie and I will watch out for you, Brooke." He told her, as her crying died down.
"Peyton wont be happy." Brooke mumbled, referring to Lucas' girlfriend,
"My son and his mother come first." He said, as he looked at Julian's gravestone. They sat there for a while, no awkwardness and no talking. Just peaceful silence.
"Momma! Dad!" Jamie's booming voice came from the distance, as he ran as fast his little feet could carry him. He noticed his mother, laying in his fathers arm. "Momma?" He spoke, his sandy blonde hair shone in the sun and his blue-green eyes were wide. "Is momma okay?" He asked, concerned as he stood next to his dad.
"She's going to be fine. She's sleeping." Jamie nodded his head.
"Oh!" Jamie exclaimed, "Aunt Peyton wanted me to tell you that she has to work, but she's left the car." As Lucas went to talk, his phone vibrated. He read the words, put onto the screen.
'Text me when you get, Jamie.
Love you,
x'
Lucas quickly typed up a short message, before Jamie handed him the keys.
"Lets go!" Lucas exclaimed, he lifted Brooke up into bridal style, before walking the pair to the car. Jamie opened the back door and Lucas lay Brooke down. He collected his spare child's car seat for Jamie and set it up on the front car seat. They drove for 10 minutes, as the sun set on Tree Hill. Before coming up to a small bungalow, on the edge of Tree Hill. Jamie ran to the side door, waiting for his father to come up with his mother. Lucas walked up the steps to the porch and passed the keys to Jamie. Who, for a four year old, was extremely clever. "Thanks, Jay-Luc." Jamie smiled, before jumping onto his fathers bed.
"No problem, Dad!" He grinned, as he lay on the bed. Lucas placed Brooke on the bed, next to Jamie, placing a light blanket on her.
"Let's go make some food." Lucas smiles, throwing Jamie over his shoulder.
"Ooh, can we make mac and cheese like Aunt Haley? Its food of the God's!" Jamie exclaimed, as he was being held by his dad.
"You really are Hales' godson." Lucas chuckled, "Mac and cheese it is." He said, letting Jamie down.
"Woo!" Jamie shouted, dragging a chair over to the worktop. "Let's do this!" Jamie fist pumped the air. 30 minutes later, Brooke was awoken by shouting. She sat up in the bed, looking at her surroundings.
'Lucas' house?' She thought, climbing out of the bed. She looked down at her dull black dress and sighed. She stretched before walking out into the hallway.
"Jamie Scott, number 3, just like his dad, aims and shoots! Nothing but net!" Lucas' shouting and a ball bouncing on the tiled floor, came for the kitchen. Brooke walked in, to see a plastic basketball hoop hanging from the top of the door, that leads to the living room. Jamie was dancing around and Lucas was holding a whisk to his mouth, commentating.
"Momma!" Jamie exclaimed, jumping in to his mothers arms. "My shot was nothing but net!" He happily cheered.
"I heard." Brooke smiled, for the first time in a long while. "Maybe we should buy your father an actual microphone instead of him using a plastic whisk." Brooke joked and Lucas laughed,
"It was our last resort!" He defended himself, before laughing again. Brooke place Jamie down and walked over to the sink, to see a pan with pasta and what smelt like cheese.
"What is this?" She asked, spinning back round to the boys.
"It was supposed to be mac and cheese." Lucas spoke, scratching the back of his neck.
"Food of the Gods, Momma!" Jamie shouted, bouncing the ball.
"How about I cook?" Brooke offered and they both nodded. "Okay, beat it, play outside." She joked, waving them out of the room. Lucas looked back at her.
"Its nice to see you smiling again, Cheery." Lucas spoke, using her nickname before leaving, Brooke's heart had fluttered at the word Cheery.
'You will not fall for him again, Brooke.' Brooke told herself. 'He has a girlfriend.' She began 'And you finished years ago.' She finished. She shook her head, before beginning to boil a pan.
-BLJ-
"BOYS!" Brooke shouted, as she served two plates of mac and cheese up. Lucas ran in with Jamie on his back. "Hands, Jamie." He nodded, jumping off his dads back and running to the bathroom.
"You not eating, Davis?" Lucas asked, running a finger around the pan. She shook her head,
"Not hungry," she said quietly. Lucas ate the cheese off his finger,
"You need to eat." Lucas told her.
"I'll be fine, Luke." She assured him, washing the pan.
"Brooke-" She put her hand up to stop him,
"I am fine." She told him, Lucas went to speak but Jamie came running into the room.
"Food of the Gods, here I come!" He called, jumping into his seat. Lucas looked at Brooke once more, before taking a seat.
"I better go, Jamie, you okay with sleeping here tonight." He nodded happily, his mouth full of food.
"Brooke, let me take you?" Lucas offered,
"No, it's fine." Brooke mumbled,
"Brooke-" but he was interrupted.
"What smells so-" Peyton paused as she spotted Jamie and Brooke. "Good." She spoke, with no enthusiasm. "Hi Brooke." Peyton spoke, walking past her before kissing Lucas on the lips.
"Eww." Jamie moaned, before eating a spoonful of mac and cheese.
"Wait till your older, Jamie." Peyton smiled, as she sat next to Lucas.
"I better go," Brooke rushed, giving Jamie a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks Lucas." She said, "Bye Peyton." She hurried out, into the night.
'Wish I had said 'yes' to that offer now.' She began to walk down the path. The dark streets of Tree Hill did not look very pleasing this late at night.
"Brooke?" Lucas' voice came from behind, Brooke sighed quietly, turning around. Lucas had followed her out,
"Yes?" She said, he held her hand lightly and led her to the car "Luke," She whined, "I'm a big girl, I can walk!" She exclaimed, pouting.
"As much as I love Tree Hill, I don't trust it at night." They climbed into the the car, Brooke was more reluctant. They drove in silence, until Aerosmith's 'I don't want to miss a thing' began to play.
"I love this song!" Brooke exclaimed and she began to sing along. Lucas rolled his eyes, playfully. "Join in!" She shouted over the music. "Come on, Luke!" He chuckled, but joined in at her demand. They eventually pulled up outside of Brooke's house. "Thanks Luke, for you know, everything today. Jamie may get into your bed tonight, because he's been doing that a lot recently." She told him,
"I also need to check under his bed and in his wardrobe for monsters." Lucas told her, "I've got him, Brooke. Don't worry." She smiled at him,
"Thank you," she said, before climbing out of the car and walking up the path to her house.
'Drive away, Lucas.' He thought to himself. 'Brooke's your past and Peyton's your future.' His thoughts stopped for a moment, 'I think.' They stopped again. 'Just drive.' He pulled away from the curb and drove off into the night. Brooke opened the door and stepped inside, she closed the door and leant her back against it.
'Stop it, Brooke.' She told herself. 'Stop hoping he's going to come back, look into your green eyes with his blue. It's not going to happen. You are not going back together. End of.' She pulled herself away from the door and began walking away. Looking back once more, before disappearing up the stairs. She collapsed onto her bed, pulling the letter out of her pocket. On the front of it, read 'Darling' in cursive writing. 'I need to read this.' She told herself, taking a deep breath before pulling the letter out of the envelope.
-BLJ-
Peyton sat opposite Jamie, who was finishing his mac and cheese.
"So," She began, trying to fill the awkward silence. "How are you, Buddy?" She asked, putting a smile on her face,
"Good." He said, fiddling with his basketball watch. "How are you?" He asked out of politeness.
"I'm good," She said, feeling the conversation going down hill. "Why don't you tell me a story? One of your favourites," She spoke and the young boy smiled,
"Okay," He beamed, "This is one Momma tells me everytime I have a nightmare. It's about Momma and Dad, Aunt Peyton. It's about the first day they met," Peyton smiled, uncomfortably but let the boy continue. "It was on the Rivercourt. Momma was best friends with Aunt Haley and was new in town. She and Haley had agreed to meet at the Rivercourt, before heading to the mall. Then, my Dad came jogging over, he had ear phones in and wasn't paying attention. Momma hadn't noticed Dad coming to the court and since she hadn't heard from Aunt Haley she decided to head over to Haley's. She began walking, her mind was somewhere else, that's what she said anyway, she heard a basketball drop and turned her head to the net, but she was still walking! She bumped into Dad and fell onto him. She got off of him and they both started laughing. She always ends the story with: 'That will always be the best day of my life'" Jamie smiled and looked at Peyton. "Then she goes, 'The day I fell for him.'" Peyton weakly smiled back at him,
"That's a lovely story Jamie." She lied, she went to speak again when the front door closed. Lucas walked in,
"How are my two favourite people?" He asked, catching Jamie in his arms.
"Wouldn't it be three if Momma was here?" Lucas' face froze, he didn't know what to say.
"Well, there's only two of us here, so we're stuck being his favourite people." Peyton chuckled, wrapping her arms around Lucas' waist, her head on his shoulder.
"Okay." He smiled,
"Go get into pj's, Squirt." Lucas smiled, placing the boy down.
"Yes Daddy!" He shouts as he runs to his room.
"Nice save," Lucas tells Peyton, turning in the embrace.
"I know." She smirked, Lucas pressed his lips on hers. She kissed him back, allowing his tounge to enter. Peyton moaned into the kiss.
"Ready Dad!" Jamie called and ran into the room. Lucas and Peyton pulled away, quickly. He was dressed in Lucas' old Raven's shirt, that came down below his knees.
"He looks so adorable." Peyton cooed, scooping the boy up into her arms. "Got your fathers looks." She smiled, as she felt Lucas' hands on her waist. "Why this shirt, bud?" Peyton asked,
"Because it's my favourite shirt," He told her, proudly before yawning. "Can I sleep in your bed tonight?" He asked, looking up at the pair.
"Yes you can, Buddy." Peyton smiled,
"We'll even check for monsters." Lucas told him, as the trio moved into Lucas' bedroom. Jamie flopped onto the bed, settling himself in the middle. Peyton walked over to the wardrobes, opening the door and searching through them.
"No monsters there." She smiled, whilst Lucas checked under his bed.
"Nothing here either. We're monster free!" He told Jamie who smiled.
"Thank you Dad and Aunt Peyton."
"No problem, let us go get in our pj's." Lucas says, leading Peyton out of the room.
"No shenanigans tonight then," She pouted as Lucas pulled her against him.
"Not tonight, unfortunately." He whispered into her ear, before kissing her neck.
"Come on, let's go get changed." She spoke, running off down the hall.
-BLJ-
Brooke sat still, the letter in her hands.
'Okay, this is it.' She thought, 'I'm reading this letter.' She unfolded it and let her eyes read the page in front of her.
'Dear Hopefully Soon-To-Be Fiancé,
I have written this as I am not that
good with talking about my feelings
and hope that after you've read it,
you'll say 'yes'. That we will live our
Happily Ever After, just like in the
fairytales. And, I apologise in
advance for this badly written letter.
I love you. That's it. I love you and
I love us.
'People who are meant to be together,
always find their way in the end.'
Brooke told me that saying. I know
we have obstacles that we will
conquer. We're opposites completely,
yet I fell in love with you. The time we
dated and now these past couple of
months, they have been amazing.
When I'm around you, I feel like I
can be me. I am me when I'm
around you. I would face the hardest
obstacle. Climb the tallest mountain,
for you and no one else. Like Lucas
wrote about you.
'I am now and will always be in love
with Peyton Sawyer.'
Brooke sat frozen in her seat.
"No, this isn't right!" Brooke exclaimed re-reading the letter. The tears spilled down her face. She looked in the envelope to a sparkle at the bottom. She reached in and pulled out a gold ring, with an emerald on the top. "He was going to propose to Peyton-" She was cut off by her phone ringing. She looked at the caller ID. 'LUCAS' came up on the screen. She took a deep breath and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hi Momma!" Jamie's happy voice came down the line.
"Hey Bud!" Brooke spoke, trying to smile and sound happy. "How are you?"
"I'm good! I'm laying in Dad and Aunt Peyton's bed!" He exclaimed, causing Brooke to cringe at the name Peyton.
"Awesome, baby!" She smiled, wiping her eyes.
"How are you, Momma?" Jamie asked,
"I'm good, just missing my most favourite person in the world!" She exclaimed.
"I miss you too, Momma!" Jamie spoke, smiling.
"Well, it's late and you need to sleep, Mister!" She told him,
"Yes Momma. Love and miss you!" He exclaimed,
"Love and miss you too!" She spoke, hanging up. She stood up and walked over to Jamie's room. Picking up his favourite teddy, she lay in his bed and cried herself to sleep.
-BLJ-
"How was your Mom, Bud?" Lucas asked, climbing into the bed next to Jamie.
"She sounded sad." He pouted, "I think she was crying."
"She's going to be alright." Peyton said, climbing into the bed too.
"Are you sure?" He asked, looking up at the two adults.
"Yes and to be even more sure, we'll go see her tomorrow!" Lucas told the boy and Jamie smiled.
"Okay!"
"Now, let's get some sleep, it's been a long day." Lucas spoke, pecking Peyton on the lips and ruffling Jamie's hair. 10 minutes later, the two boys were out for the count. Peyton lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling.
'He's dead.' Was all she could think about. Then her mind drifted to a recent moment with Julian.
Peyton and Julian were running up the hotel room corridor.
"So, what did you tell Lucas?" Julian asked, as he slotted the key into the lock.
"That Mia needed me in Charlotte." She replied, wrapping her arms around his waist. "What did you tell Brooke?" She asked,
"That I had to go read scripts for a fake movie." Julian smirked, opening the door. He turned around in her embrace and pulled her into a hug. She shut the door, behind her before Julian pushed her up against it.
"I've missed this." She mumbled against his lips.
"Whenever I see you I want, I just want to kiss you." Julian smirked,
"Oh, when I see you. I want to do more." She said, her voice raspy.
"Kinky." Julian spoke, sliding his tongue into her mouth. The kiss went on for an extra ten minutes, before Julian pulled away to catch his breath.
"We don't even know what the hotel room really looks like." As she leaned against the door.
"All the places for sex you mean." Julian spoke, as he began kissing her neck.
"Those exactly." She smirked,
"Where first then, Ma'm?" Julian asked, seductively.
"Sex on the table, sounds awesome." She whispered into his ear. Julian's eyes widened. He picked up the girl, his lips attacking hers. Directing himself to the nearest table before lying her down on it. The next moring, Julian woke up in the hotel bed, he was lay on his front, all the duvets and pillows were on the floor. The smell of bacon drifted into the room. Julian put his old boxers on and walked out. Peyton was stood infront of the stove, cooking bacon. Julian snook up behind her, wrapping his hands around her, as he kissed her neck.
"I'm exhausted," Julian whispered into her ear.
"That makes two of us." Peyton spoke, flipping the bacon over.
"I love this, you know." Julian said, Peyton turned around to look at him. "I think I've fallen for you, Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer."
"I think I've fallen for you too." She whispered against his lips before kissing him. They moved everything off the grill and made their way to the bedroom. Again.
-;-
"I feel bad," Peyton said, her head on Julian's bare chest.
"Feelings can't be stopped." Julian said, as he played with a strand of her curls.
"True," She said, kissing his chest. She looked at the clock on the side."Shit." She shouted, jumping up and throwing on some clothes.
"Am I just a 'Fuck and dump'?" Julian asks, sarcastically.
"I'm meant to be meeting Lucas for lunch." She said, pulling up her jeans. Julian leant up and pulled Peyton down to him.
"Don't leave." He mumbled, pulling her into a kiss.
"I have to." She moaned, "But if I could." She whispered against his lips. "We'd be at it like rabbits." She said, pulling away and skipping out, "Love you!" She called back.
"Why is life so complicated?" She whispered, turning over. The next morning, she woke up at five in the morning. Slipping out of bed, she changed into jeans and t-shirt, before walking out of the side door. The sun was beginning to rise as Peyton reached her Comet. She drove down the empty streets until the graveyard came into view. She stopped the car and climbed out, walking down the paths until Julian Baker's grave came into view. She sat down next to it and sighed. "Hi Julian." She began.
-BLJ-
Brooke awoke in her sons bed, the teddy still in his hands. She climbed out and stretched, ploding out into the bathroom. She looked at her reflection, she wore no make, had bags under her eyes and her hair was a mess. Her phone vibrated from her bedroom and she walked towards it. On her screen read; 'TEXT FROM: LUCAS' She sighed, but reluctantly opened the message.
'Morning Brooke,
Me and Jamie will be heading over to check on you.
Luke x'
She sighed, replying with a simple message.
'Morning Luke,
Great, tell my boy I miss him.
Brooke x'
Brooke then walked back into the bathroom to take a shower. Dressing into a pair of old ripped jeans and a tank top, covered with a grey Duke hoodie, afterwards. She put on no make up and curled up on the sofa.
-BLJ-
Lucas woke up and turned over to see Jamie sprawled out next to him, but no sign of Peyton. He climbed out of bed, trying not to stir his son, before walking through to the kitchen.
"Peyton?" He whispered loudly, but got no reply. He sighed and looked at the time, nine in the morning. He walked back into his bedroom and shook Jamie. "Jay-Luc!" He spoke, as he shook the little boy. The boys eyes slowly opened.
"Hi Dad." He spoke, whilst yawning.
"Morning to you too." Lucas spoke, lifting the boy up. "Ready to see you, Mom?" He asked and the boy nodded eagerly. "Quickly put on some clothes, whilst I get dressed and make breakfast!"
"Got it!" Jamie said, jumping from his fathers hold and running to his bedroom. Lucas put on some jeans with a grey t-shirt, before pouring some cereal and milk for Jamie. "Lucky Charms!" Jamie shouted, jumping into his seat.
"Someone's hyper!" Lucas chuckled, placing the bowl in front of Jamie.
"I can't wait till I get so see Momma! Maybe the three of us could go out!" Jamie said, excitedly.
"Sure we can, kiddo." Lucas spoke, unsure. Jamie finished his breakfast quickly and by ten o'clock, they headed over to Brooke's.
-;-
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
"Brooke?"Lucas called as he and Jamie walked into the house.
"Momma?" Jamie said, running into each room. Then he spotted his Mom asleep on the sofa. "Momma!" He exclaimed, running up the sofa and jumping on it. She stirred. "Morning Momma!" He said, as she put an arm around him.
"How's my favourite boy?" She spoke, hugging him.
"He's good!" Jamie smiled,
"Is he tigglish?" Brooke asked, Jamie shook her head.
"No!" He exclaimed.
"Are you sure?" Before squeals and laughter filled the house. "I've missed you Jimmi-Jam!"
"I missed you more!" He exclaimed. Lucas watched everything from the door, smiling at the interaction between mother and son.
"How have you been doing, Brooke?" Lucas asked, walking into the room. She looked up and smiled.
"Better," She smiled "Now I've got my favourite boy!"
"I'm your favourite boy." Lucas exclaimed, with mock happiness.
"You wish, Scott!" She exclaimed, laughing.
"Who are the best boys, Jamie?" Lucas said,
"The Scott's!" Jamie shouted,
"That's no fair! You can tell him to do that!" Brooke said and Lucas stuck his tongue out.
"I didn't tell him, I taught him." Brooke's went to speak, but had nothing to say.
"That's it, Scott!" Brooke said, jumping up. She ran over to Lucas, who threw her over his shoulder. "Lucas!" She squealed.
"What should we do with her, Jamie?" Lucas asked their son.
"Throw her in the pool!" Jamie exclaimed,
"Jamie!" Brooke exclaimed,
"See, our son prefers the guy side!" Lucas said, as they walked to the back door.
"Ughh, the blood's rushing to my head." She moaned, then the sunlight hit her. "Oh, it's so bright." She said, shielding her eyes.
"Okay, Jimmi-Jam, shall we throw her in the water!" Lucas asked, holding her over the water.
"YEAH!" Jamie shouted,
"You heard the boy!" Lucas said, as she went to drop him, she grabbed ahold of his hand, pulling him in as well. When they both came up to surface, Jamie was laughing.
"Think this is funny?" She said, swimming to the edge. She grabbed her son and pulled him in as well, holding him up in the water.
"Hey!" Jamie exclaimed, they all started laughing.
"Okay son," Lucas began, "You're either Team Lucas or Team Brooke. Which one is it?" Jamie sat on the side of the pool for a little while longer.
"Team Brucas!" He exclaimed,
"Brucas?" Brooke and Lucas said in unison, confused.
"Brooke and Lucas!" He said, "Momma, you used to tell me that in highschool, Aunt Haley would call you and Daddy, Brucas!"
"Oh yeah and I'd call them Naley." Brooke said, she smiled at the memory.
"You always called them Naley!" Lucas exclaimed,
"Not always!" She exclaimed.
"Sure," Lucas said,
"Meanie!" She stuck her tongue out.
"Momma that's rude." Her 4-year-old scolded.
"Sorry Jamie," She apologised,
"That's better," He smiled,
"So, Jim-Jam, will you join Team Lucas?" Lucas said, sitting next to the boy.
"No! Join Team Brooke!" Brooke said, sitting next to the boy.
-BLJ-
"So, Julian." Peyton continued, "I miss you." She whispered to his grave. "I love and miss you." She whispered. "I miss sneaking out of the house to meet you and spending nights in hotel rooms. I miss cuddling you and kissing you." She blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to get rid of the tears. "Why did you leave!" She said, blaming him. "You left me here alone!" She began to cry, "You tell me you love me and then you're gone!" She said, breaking down. "The night I was going to leave Lucas for you, I hear that you died!" She said, gasping for air. "I hate you, Julian!" She said, loudly at the grave. "Why-" She shouted at the grave. "Why did you leave!" She shouted, breaking down next to him, letting the flowers she held drop onto the fresh soil. "I freaking love you Julian! I had to watch you be wheeled into the bloody ambulance! I was the one who first arrived at the hospital. I wanted to be called Mrs Baker. But now, I can't be." She gulped, wiping her eyes. "I need you, Julian." She said, touching the headstone. "We were supposed to grow old together after we told them! Be the super couple. That was supposed to be us! It can't be us without you."
-BLJ-
"I will always be Team Brucas," Jamie said, sticking his tongue out. Then he looked at his parents, "Why don't you live together like everyone else's parents?" Jamie asked, looking between the two of them. Brooke and Lucas' mouth dropped as they looked at their son.
"Well..." Lucas began.
"It's because your father smells." Brooke said, smiling. Jamie began to laugh.
"I do not smell!" He protested.
"You do!" Brooke said, Jamie still laughing.
"That's it!" Lucas said, slipping off the side and pulling Brooke off the side, tickling her.
"Stop!" She squealed, laughing.
"Then say I don't smell!" Lucas said, whilst holding the squirming girl in his arms.
"You don't smell!" She shouted and he let her go.
"So, Jamie want to change teams?" Lucas asked, standing at the wall of the pool. The boy was about to nod, when Brooke jumped on Lucas' back.
"Jamie?" His Mom said, looking at him,
"Team Brooke!" He exclaimed, Brooke jumped off his back and swam to the side. Jamie jumped in to his mothers arms. "I'm just joking, I'm Team Brucas!" He shouted, splashing his Mom.
"Hey!" She exclaimed, Lucas grabbed Jamie and swam off. "Give me back my son!"
"Our son!" Lucas retorted, Brooke jumped on his back again, went to talk but was cut off.
"Brooke, Lucas, Jamie?" A voice came.
-BLJ-
Peyton sat at the grave,
"I love you Julian." Peyton said, standing up and wiping her eyes. "Bye Julian," She said, walking away, tears streaming down her face.
-BLJ-
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