A/N: Hi! Okay, I know it's short. Bare with me. I don't need to hear it a thousand times when I already know. Please review! Remember, unfortunately I don't own anything.

Looking in the mirror, she put on a little more lipstick and straightened the front of her dress. She looked gorgeous. He sandy blond hair in small curls and her bangs pulled back. The doorbell rang and Peyton quietly said to herself, "He's here." She walked down the stairs and looked at herself one last time in the mirror at the end of the stair before opening the door. "Lucas." Peyton said, smiling while opening the white wood separating them.

"Wow. You look stunning!" Lucas said, staring Peyton down, head to toe. "Thanks" Peyton blushed.

"Let's go." Lucas said, holding his hand out for her to take it.

Brooke was sitting at her vanity mirror finishing her makeup. Looking at the "finished product", she was satisfied. She hear the doorbell ring. "Who could that be?" Brooke wondered out loud. She went downstairs to the door and opened it up. There was nobody. "Hello?" Brooke questioned, loudly, as she stepped outside onto the big porch. "Hello?" Brooke repeated. "This isn't funny!" She shouted, hoping someone could hear her. And someone could.

Haley sat down, resting her leg on another chair. "Okay, I think that's all the dancing my leg can handle right now." Haley said to Nathan, while rubbing her previously cast leg. Just hen, Peyton and Lucas walked into the gym, spotting Nathan and Haley sitting at a table with saved seats. "Hey guys!" Peyton said, sitting next to Nathan. "Hey. I wonder where Brooke is. I can't believe she's late to Prom. You'd think she'd be here an hour early." Haley said. Peyton looked at her with a disgusting look on her face. "Who cares where Brooke is. Besides, Nathan might know." She said, looking over at Nathan. He returned the look. "Ha ha." He said sarcastically.

I cannot believe I'm late for Prom! All because stupid Peyton stole my dress!" Brooke shouted to no one as she was putting on her red heels. The doorbell rang again. "Oh my effing gosh! If I hear that bell ring one more time, I will seriously lose it!" She hurried downstairs to see that once again, no one was at the door. She stepped all the way outside to get a full view. Brooke then heard a noise coming from inside the house. When she got back inside, the back door was open. "That's odd." Brooke walked to the back door, shut it, and then locked it. She turned around and screamed as loud as she could.

"I need to rest now." Lucas sat down in his seat by Haley. "Come on Lucas!" Peyton wined. "Peyton we've danced for four songs straight. How about the next song?"

"Fine." Peyton sat down with a little pout. Lucas leaned over and kissed Peyton's sweet lips. "I'm going to get some punch. Anyone want some?" Peyton asked, getting up. "Oh, I'll come with you." Haley said, setting her foot down off of the chair. "No, Haley I can get it. You need to rest your leg."

"No, it's been resting for a while. I need to walk on it."

"Okay." Peyton and Haley then headed towards the punch table leaving Lucas at the table. He felt a sudden vibrate coming from his jacket pocket. "Whoa." Lucas chuckled pulling his phone out of his jacket. "Hmm, It's Brooke." He said to no one but himself. After looking at the message, Lucas stood up. "Haley, please make up something for me. I have to go!" he said to Haley, who was now back at the table. "Lucas! What am I supposed to say?? Where are you going?" Haley yelled to Lucas who was running to the door.

Lucas got to his car and started it. He threw his phone in the passenger's seat and sped off. The message said, "HELP!!"