OK soooo I've just started 2 more stories! Whose going to kill me?
I promise from now there will be no more new ones just a heap of updating!
I want to thank everyone who has reviewed my other stories, I really appreciate it and LOVE reading the reviews (espec the long ones!).
This is completely AU and some characters have different last names/are related to different ppl to what they are in the show.
A lot of characters will feature heavily but I LOVE Brooke so she will probably be in most of it ;)
Back story will be explained as the chapters progress.
Thankyou for taking the time to read and please let me know what you think. (The good & the bad!)
Secrets, Lies & Boarding School
Chapter One
Broody & The Bitch
Brooke: (Voice Over): Somethings you can't take back. Somethings stay with you and turn love instantly to hate. But the attractions stays and even if you hate someone, sometimes you still just can't keep away. Sucks huh? Welcome to my life.
A final thrust, a final moan and a final grunt and shaggy-blonde, seventeen year old Lucas Scott lowered his brunette lover, Brooke Davis, to the ground. Neither spoke as they made themselves presentable. She grabbed her thong from the floor, pulling it on before adjusting her short skirt and fixing her hair. He pulled his pants on, doing up his belt before running a hand through his long locks. As their breathing returned to normal and silence set in, the supply closet suddenly felt much smaller than before.
Lucas cleared his throat "Ummm... How's Lydia?" Hazel eye's shot to the tall basketball player in surprise.
"Don't" Brooke hissed in disgust, her voice a mixture of sadness and bitterness "don't bother pretending like you give a shit. You can pull that crap with Peyton but I'm not that stupid, not anymore."
"I care. I-" But there was nothing else to say really, it wasn't his place. Not anymore, not in a long time. Brooke shook her head
"No you don't, you always hated Lydia."
"Can you blame me? She wouldn't even let me within a foot of your house."
Lydia had been Brooke's 'minder', looking after her while her parents were away until she turned sixteen and moved to boarding school. She was like a mother to Brooke and she had, with reason, never cared for Lucas.
"She knew about what happened, of course she doesn't like you. Your a selfish ass." Brooke spat and when Lucas didn't say anything else she laughed dryly "Anyway, don't worry about it Scott, I come to you more when I'm depressed, you should be happy." Her voice was low and cold. It was sick really, what she was saying, but that's what their relationship was, sick. The dark brooder and his twisted lover, or, fuck buddy as they called it. Hate dripped from both teen, their history would not let them feel anything else towards each other.
"Your right" Lucas smirked, if Brooke was going to be difficult that was her problem "maybe she'll die and I might get it more from your prude-as-fuck ass." OK, Brooke Davis wasn't prude by any measures but whatever, it was the best he could come up with. Brooke bit back tears, the suggestion that Lydia could die was too much to handle but him saying something so cruel was nothing new.
She didn't bother answering , instead she just whirled on the spot, shoving open the door before disappearing down the hallway of New York City's most prestigious boarding school.
"What are you thinking about?" The pink tip of the eraser side of a pencil shot out, poking raven-haired Nathan James right between the eyes, he recoiled, grabbing his head.
"Ow Hales, what the fuck?" He rubbed the spot where the pencil had hit, starring defensively at his good friend and tutor, Haley Scott.
"What are you thinking about?" She repeated, ignoring Nathan's cries of pain.
"I'm thinking that fucking hurt."
"Not what are you thinking now, what were you thinking before?" Nathan peered down at the papers on the table in front of him.
"I was thinking how I'm going to fail this stupid Calc exam." Haley sighed
"Your not going to fail, your doing really well." Baby blue's studied the honey-blonde tutor with curiosity.
"What's this about Hales? Did you have another fight with Jake?"
"This has nothing to do with him." Haley snapped making Nathan chuckle.
"Haley likes Jake. Haley likes Jake." He chanted jokingly.
"Idiot, he's been my best friend for years. There's nothing going on. I've told you that a million times." It was true Jake Jagielski and Haley Scott had never been anything more than good friends.
"You guys bicker like a married couple."
"He's like my brother."
"But he's not your brother. Speaking of, where is your evil twin today anyway?"
"Probably off somewhere with Peywhore." Realising the two would not be getting anymore work done that day, Haley dropped her pen and leaned back in her chair as Nathan laughed.
"Still hating Peyton I see."
"She's a cold-hearted bitch."
"A cold-hearted bitch who may very well end up being your sister-in-law if your dad has anything to say about it." Haley shuddered at the thought.
"I think dad's proven he has a big say in the matter." She shrugged "Oh well, Pucas deserve each other, I love Luke but the boy is an idiot."
"Hey that's my best friend your talking about."
"How do you think I feel? He's my idiot brother." Another laugh from the handsome brunette before he turned to the female Scott with a more serious glint in his eye.
"Seriously though, what was all that 'what are you thinking' stuff about?" Haley paused
"It doesn't matter."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah-" She looked down at her watch "crap I gotta go, I promised Brooke I'd go over the same stuff with her."
"Your tutoring Davis now?"
"She is my roommate" Haley started shoving her books into her bag.
"Still, the two of you will be at each others throats the second Brookie gets confused, I guarantee it."
"Whatever, if she wants to attack me I'll leave the ice-queen to fail her test." She stood up.
"Atta girl Scott."
"Hey, what are you doing now?" Brooke sighed as Peyton approached her in the busy hallway.
Peyton Sawyer was the enemy after all. The devil personified. To the outside world Brooke and Peyton were best friends but in reality, they were the exact opposite.
Brooke hated Peyton, she was selfish, inconsiderate and worst of all she had stolen Lucas from her years before and did not mind rubbing it in Brooke's face.
Peyton hated Brooke purely because she had had Lucas first, that and everyone seemed to like the bubbly brunette more than the depressive blonde, Lucas was all she had to hold over the curvy cheerleader. Their charade of friendship was easy, hang out but never talk about anything important.
Both girls remembered a time when things had been different between them but that was a long time ago.
"Uh, I have a tutor session with Haley." Peyton rolled her eyes.
"Seriously? I love my Lukie but that girl is a bitch. Lucas defiantly got all the good genes in the family." Brooke had to hold back a scoff.
"Well personally both Scott's can go to hell for all I care but Haley's a wicked tutor and I'm gonna need her if I want to stay at this stupid school." Peyton shrugged.
"Whatever, wanna hang out after?"
"Can't, I promised Clay I'd help him with his English essay." Although Clay was a senior he often came to Brooke for help with English because she was a whizz at it. It was her best subject, she aced every test thrown at her and was in the most advance class the school had.
"Your no fun."
"Sorry Blondie but I do not want to be kicked off the squad and no one wants Clay off the team so we do what we must." As the two kept walking a tall figure came up beside them, throwing an arm around Peyto.
"Hey babe." Lucas said, bending down to peck his girlfriend.
"Hey, where have you been?" Lucas locked eyes with Brooke for a moment, smirking slightly before looking away.
"Looking for you of course, where have you been?" Lucas deflected.
"Class." Peyton said simply causing Brooke to snigger.
"I'll let you guys sought this out, I gotta go."
"Off to find some children to stew and feast on?" Lucas questioned but Brooke just stuck up her middle finger and walked away as he watched, not even noticing Peyton was talking to him.
"HALLLEESSSS this is HARD! Can't we just paint each others nails or something?" Brooke whined, throwing her pen down on the table and crossing her arms. Haley chuckled.
"C'mon B. Davis, your doing so well, just finish these last questions and we'll do something fun."
This was the other big friend charade of the school. The common thought that Brooke and Haley were enemies. Nothing could be further from the truth. Behind closed doors the two were closer than sisters. They'd been that way since they were twelve years old yet had never shown their close bond to the world and very few people knew about it. They shared everything with each other, every life experience, every heartache, every joy. They talked about it all. As different as they were Haley loved Brooke and Brooke, Haley without question.
"OORRRR We can talk about your crush on Nathan!" Brooke blurted out, bouncing on her chair in excitement, Haley's mouth dropped open.
"I do NOT have a crush on Nathan!"
"Yeah you do."
"No I don't!" Brooke chuckled.
"C'mon Crush-Denial-Girl, you can't hide anything from me."
"Seriously? Crush-Denial-Girl? That's the nickname you come up with?"
"Shut it, don't try and change the subject!"
"I'm not. Brooke there is nothing going on between me and Nathan." Brooke kinked an eyebrow.
"But you want something to be going on?"
"Brooke." Haley warned.
"Haless" Brooke mirrored "talk to me. You came back from meeting him with this crushed-up look in your eye, muttering something about needing to breath and stupid questions. I know somethings going on."
"You know me waaayy too well Brooke Davis."
"I do. So. Talk." Haley sighed.
"Ugh, it's not that I have a crush on him it's just, I dunno, today I found myself wondering what was going on in his head. I had this weird urge to really understand him, ya know?" Brooke squinted at her friend.
"Uh, kind off?" Haley shook her head.
"It doesn't matter anyway, he has a girlfriend remember?" A devilish, dimpled smile appeared on the brunettes face.
"Screw Alex Dupre her and her ass of a brother can both go fuck themselves." Haley laughed.
"Ohhh I almost forgot you had that thing with Julian."
"It wasn't a 'thing' Hales, he was an ass, we broke up, nothing more to it."
"Except for the fact he told you he loved you."
"Yeah and then broke up with me."
"Because you wouldn't say it back."
"A pretty assy move if you ask me."
"Hell hath no fury like Brooke Davis's scorn."
"That's right Hales, and my scorn is just about to bare down on you."
"What did I do?"
"YOU brought up Julian."
"No I didn't." Brooke rolled her eyes.
"Whatever, can we just finish these questions please?" Haley laughed as she turned her attention back to the task at hand.
Lucas sat next to Peyton on the bed in his room of the small apartment-type boarding room he shared with Nathan. Resting back against the wall the two were listening to some random music Peyton had brought. They had been sitting for a while, listening, before Peyton moved her hand down to cup Lucas' crotch, leaning up to place her lips on his, Lucas pulled back.
"What are you doing?" Peyton started to rub him lightly through his jeans.
"I'm horny Luke." She said, leaning in to kiss him again but Lucas evaded it.
"I'm just not in the mood today Peyton." Well that wasn't exactly true, he had fucked her best friend twice today, he just wasn't in the mood for the skinny blonde. Peyton didn't still her movements.
"C'mon Lucas, you haven't fucked me in ages."
"That's because were about more than sex." He pulled that out of his ass, hoping she would by it.
"But we can be about sex too." She started to rub harder, Lucas grabbed her wrists, stopping her.
"Peyt I said I wasn't in the mood." Peyton snatched her hands away, standing up.
"God Lucas is it so wrong of me to want to have sex with my fucking boyfriend?"
"I'm just not in the mood." Lucas said in a monotone, to be honest, at this point, he just wanted her to leave.
"Oh go fuck yourself you selfish ass!" That was the second time that day he had been called selfish, once by the girl he didn't want to fuck and once by the girl he did.
"I'm not in the mood." Lucas said sarcastically, Peyton scoffed before turning on the spot and vanishing out the door. She probably expected him to go after her but he didn't, she'd go bitch and moan somewhere and later he would say 'Oh sorry baby, I love you baby' and all would be forgiven, it was that easy. He lay back in bed before growling uncomfortably. Where Peyton had failed to turn his mind on to her, she hadn't failed in turning his body on and now he was in the mood. Not for her though.
Grabbing his phone from beside his bed he typed a message before hitting send and returning to lying down, awaiting a reply.
Brooke looked up from her position on Clays bed, watching her two good friends, who also happened to be siblings, fight.
"Rachel, you are not going out with Owen!" Clay yelled at his red-headed sister, Rachel Evans.
"Why not? He's one of your best friends!"
"Yeah but he's an ass to girls!"
"So what? I'm not marrying the guy, Clay, just cause your my brother does not mean you get to tell me who I can and cannot date!"
"I can when your making such awful decisions! Wait until I tell dad about this-"
"Don't you fucking dare tell dad! OR MUM!"
"Watch me."
"Well then watch me tell them about your weeks suspension last month. I covered for you Clay but it might just slip out."
"Your. Not. Dating. Owen." The sandy-blonde said through gritted teeth.
"Watch me." Rachel whirled on the spot and out the door shouting a quick "bye Brooke." before slamming the door. Brooke laughed.
"Let her go Evans, there's nothing you can say to stop her anyway." Clay sighed.
"I know but I just wish she wouldn't"
"Me too, Owen is a jerk but she knows that, she's not an idiot." Clay nodded
"Alright, shall we start working?" Brooke nodded as her phone went off, she scooped it up to read the message n her screen
Message From: Dbag
Time: 9.02pm
Nates not here. Im hard. Come Over.
"Whose that?" Clay asked, looking up from where he was getting out his laptop.
"No one." Clay looked sceptical
"Seriously Davis, if that's some idiot boy, I'm not going to let you date an ass either." Brooke chuckled.
"Thanks for the protective streak but I got this." She looked back at the screen before typing back.
Lucas was still lying in bed when his phone sounded.
Message From: BDevil
Time: 9.07pm
Teaching C 2 read. Find someone else 2do. Or better yet. Go fuck yourself.
He growled into the silence before throwing his phone across the room in anger. Fucking Bitch he thought to himself, what was she really doing with Evans? Fucking him? Probably. The thought made him slam his fist into the mattress in rage.