Lucas stood over his suitcase trying to decide what he should pack, but he couldn't seem to focus. How was he going to handle watching Brooke parade around in her bikini in front of their entire senior class. Not to mention the locals. The thought made him sick, but he knew he had two options. Suck it up and try to beat Brooke Davis at her own game. Or stay at home and brood over something he couldn't control. He knew one thing, Lucas Scott was not going to stay home and feel sorry for himself after spending a fortune on this trip. He and Brooke had planned it all out at the beginning of the year. She would room with Haley and he would room with Nathan. Then at night they would switch, so Naley could be together, and they could be together. It all seemed so perfect, up until the point when Brooke had broken up with him, which still left him damaged. He was sure that she had probably switched rooms by now, so that she could room with Rachel. How could he convince Brooke that he loved her and not Peyton. It seemed like no matter how hard he tried, it was never good enough. Yes, Peyton had kissed him during the school shooting, but it meant nothing. He wanted to comfort her in case she didn't make it out alive. There was nothing romantic about that moment for him. At the end of the day, he knew who held his heart. He knew who he wanted, but was he mentally strong enough to handle her rejection once more. If she loved him as much as she said she did, then why would she dump him? It didn't add up.

He jolted as he heard his boor open and saw Peyton appear.

"Hey stranger." She said smiling as she plopped down onto his bed.

"Peyton, what's up?" He smiled and then continued to take things out of his closet and throw it into his suitcase.

"Just came to see if you're all packed for tomorrow!"

"I'm working on it." Lucas said. He was trying to get Brooke out of his head, but he just couldn't seem to shake her.

"So, have you talked to Brooke lately? Do you know if she's still going?" Lucas said trying not to sound obvious.

Peyton rolled her eyes. "She's still pissed at me, but Brooke would never pass up an opportunity to go on vacation. She loves showing off, especially around guys." Peyton let out a chuckle knowing that Lucas as still sensitive to the subject. She didn't care. This was all a part of her master plan. Push Brooke and Lucas as far apart from each other as possible, then Lucas would come running to her.

"Right….I should have known that." At this point Lucas knew that he should probably shut up about the whole Brooke thing. He knew Peyton still had some kind of feelings for him, but he didn't feel the same way. He obviously still had feelings for Brooke, because after all; She's the one.

Brooke began packing up all of her extra makeup that she didn't particularly need at the moment, into the small pink makeup bag next to her.

She sighed as she picked up a picture of her and Lucas that she had forgotten to take off of her vanity. She looked at it with sad eyes before setting it back perfectly in it's place. She missed Lucas Scott. His smile, his blue eyes, the way he kissed her, leaving her yearning for more. Or how he would hold her in his arms in her most vulnerable state. The thought of him sent shivers down her spine. Truth was, she longed for him, but she refused to be second when it came to Peyton. Peyton was manipulative when it came to Lucas. She knew what she was doing that night she told Brooke that she has feelings for Lucas. Brooke knew Peyton too well, and Peyton knew Brooke. She knew how insecure Brooke was about the whole Leyton friendship and or relationship at one point. That's why she had ended things with Lucas before he had a chance to hurt her. She refused to let anyone make a fool out of her anymore.

Brooke suddenly got an image of Lucas's tanned body in swim trunks, but all too soon she realized that she had let her thoughts drift. She quickly shoved those vivid thoughts out of her head and continued packing.

It was midnight before she finished packing. She looked down at her giant suitcase with a feeling of accomplishment. She had managed to fit all of her clothing, plus 5 pair of sandals, and a pair of nude pumps. She decided that she needed some rest before tomorrow if she was going to be on a plane for 12 hours with her crazy classmates. So she zipped up her Victoria's Secret suitcase and fell onto her bed. She was soon fast asleep.

Lucas woke up to the sound of his alarm clock going off at 5:30 in the morning. He slowly got out of bed, threw on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and his Keith Scott Body Shop hoodie before brushing his teeth and heading out the door. Everyone was expected to be at the high school by 6:30 a.m. if they were going to make it to the airport in time to get everyone through security. He momentarily pushed the thought of one beautiful brunette out of his mind, and headed towards Tree Hill High.

"Hey man." Nathan said as he pulled his car next to Lucas's.

"Hey, Nate." Lucas smiled at his brother as he stepped out of the car and opened the trunk to get his suitcase.

Haley jumped out of the passenger seat of Nathan's car and smiled at Lucas.

"Luke…you look kinda broody." Haley fake pouted to tease him. "Cheer up and just talk to her. You two can't avoid each other forever."

Lucas sent her a weak smile and the three of them headed to the busses.

Lucas caught himself starring at Brooke a number of times. He didn't mean to, but she looked damn good for only having a couple hours of sleep. He reveled in his thoughts until he noticed her glance over at him. She gave him a small smile before turning back to Haley and Rachel. Just that one smile made his heart melt. He suddenly realized what he needed to do on this trip. He needed to win her back. He needed to fight for her and prove once again that he really was the guy for Brooke Davis. He wasn't going to give up, no matter how much she pushed him towards Peyton. He knew that Brooke was still the one for him and always would be. At that moment he pushed past his own fears of her rejection and began mentally prepping himself when suddenly he felt a hand tap his shoulder.

"Luke, who are you sitting next to?" Peyton said flashing him a smile.

"Nathan. Brooke and I booked our flights at the same, but she asked Nathan to switch since she obviously doesn't want much to do with me at the moment."

"Well that makes two of us. I'm sitting with Rachel. I don't even remember how Brooke connived me into that one." Peyton laughed.

"All passengers boarding flight 369 to Hawaii, please enter gate four and make your way onto the plane."

"Looks like that's us, I'll catch up with you later, Luke." Peyton said as she made her way over to Rachel who glared at her.