AN: Hello, everyone! I am so excited that I came up with this. So, the first chapter starts off at the very beginning. I might have to move fast to get to where I want. But, we shall see.
Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill. I own the plot!
A Little Too Late?
Chapter 1
Today, Is the Day
'Today was the day,' Brooke assured herself. She had watched his signs, body language, and oh-so-tempting, figure. Yes, today was the day that Brooke Davis was going to get asked out by that certain someone.
Brooke stared at her reflection in the foggy bathroom mirror. Her long, curly hair rested on her mid-back. Absentmindedly, she began to smile at herself. That very wide smile had vanished. You see, in the midst of getting ready, she had forgotten to pick something out to wear.
Quickly, she rushed to her closet. Simple jeans and a t-shirt? No, way too casual. Jeans and a sweater top? Perfect. Brooke snatched the clothes and quickly put them on. She was going to be late if she didn't hurry.
"Having troubles?" a voice called. Brooke turned on a heel and faced the visitor.
"No," she tried to play it off coolly.
"Spill," Peyton demanded as she flopped on Brooke's silky bed.
"What makes you think-" Peyton's sharp glare had cut her off.
"Lucas—my crush—is going to ask me out!" Brooke shrieked.
Peyton laughed, "What makes you think that?"
"His body language! Besides, who can resist Brooke Penelope Davis?" Brooke said vainly. She sauntered over to her friend.
"Yeah, 'cause that doesn't sound conceited at all!" Peyton said as they rushed to Peyton's car.
They piled in Peyton's old car. Brooke hated the way the car seats put fuzz on her butt. To Brooke, it was, 'Like butt hair!'
"Brooke, I brought a lint roller!" Peyton informed.
"Butt fuzz be gone!" Brooke yelled. The girls burst out in laughter.
"You really like him, don't you?" Peyton questioned. Brooke turned her head. she was a terrible liar. Just the word, "Lucas," made her face brighten and the corners of her mouth turn up.
"Yes," she said her voice high-pitched. 'Dang it!' Brooke cursed herself.
"Well, I hope all works out today," Peyton added sweetly.
"Thanks, Peyt," Brooke said as she dug through her purse.
"What are you doing?" Peyton asked as she looked at Brooke for a second.
"Looking for some gum," Brooke said.
"You just brushed your teeth," Peyton reminded.
"Yeah, but, I need to make sure I am minty fresh at all times! Plus, I never know when he is gonna ask me out!" Brooke pointed out.
Peyton pulled into the parking lot sharply, "Sheesh, paranoid much?"
"I guess," Brooke said with a laugh.
The girls got out of the car and made their way to school. Tree Hill High, as usual, was covered with students. The two girls entered the school. Much to Brooke's delight, Lucas was at her locker.
"Wish me luck!" Brooke said as she skipped off to Lucas. Lucas smirked.
"Good Morning," he greeted.
"Mornin'! I see you like to start your mornings off with a bang!" Brooke said. 'I see you like to start your mornings off with a bang!' Brooke repeated.
"Huh?" Lucas asked. Brooke covered her mouth. 'You're on a roll Davis!' Brooke thought.
"Nothing," Brooke said quickly. She froze, "Peyt-" she snapped.
"What? My locker is right next to yours member?" Peyton retorted.
"Are you okay?" Lucas asked as he glanced between the two girls.
"Ummmm…I gotta go!" Brooke said as she disappeared into the crowd.
The poor brunette found shelter in a nearby bathroom. Not the best place for sulking. Brooke quickly found out, "Ugh! It smells horrible!"
Brooke glanced at herself in the murky mirror. Her eye make-up was now ruined. She pulled out her make-up bag and began to reapply her mascara.
"Brooke, you okay?" Peyton asked. Brooke smiled slowly.
"Yes," she said unconvincingly.
"What happened?" she asked.
"He's not going to ask me out!" Brooke pouted.
Peyton hugged her friend, "How could he not? After all, who doesn't love Brooke Davis?"
"Yeah, that doesn't sound so bad from someone else!" Brooke laughed.
"I am here for you, Brooke!" Peyton said.
"Thanks, P. Sawyer!" Brooke said.
"You're welcome, B. Davis!" Peyton said.
Brooke had spent her whole day avoiding Lucas. After all, she had already made a fool out of herself. Now, she was home and lucky for her, there was a marathon of her favorite show, Gossip Girl.
A knock on the door, sent her flying, "Hold on!"
"Hey, Brooke," Lucas said. Brooke froze. She was in her pajamas and her hair was in a messy bun. 'Oh Lord ,' Brooke thought.
"Ugh, hey, Luke," Brooke said.
"Is this a bad time?" Lucas asked.
"No!" she said quickly. "Excuse my outfit!"
"I think it looks good," Lucas complimented. Brooke smiled widely.
"Thanks, Lucas," Brooke said.
"So, listen, I want to talk about earlier," he started.
"So, do I but I think I should go first," Brooke said. She closed the door and sat on the steps. She patted the cold cement. She waited till Lucas sat down to speak, "I thought you were going to ask me out and then, I second guessed myself!"
"Brooke-"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it awkward," Brooke replied.
"Brooke-"
"I know, friendship is important-"
"Brooke!" Lucas yelled. Brooke closed her mouth.
"Sorry," she apologized softly.
"Wow, you really know how to kill the mood," he teased. Brooke's eyes widened.
"What?!" she asked.
"I was going to ask you out, now!" Lucas said.
"Ohmigosh!" Brooke squealed. She cleared her throat, "Can we start over?"
"Brooke…"
"Yes, Lucas?" Brooke asked.
"Will you go out with me?" Lucas asked. Brooke smiled from ear to ear.
"Of course, boyfriend," Brooke said with a wink. Oh, yeah, today was the day!
AN: Wow, I just noticed my writing has gotten better. Haha. Anyways, hope you enjoyed and be sure to review! Love ya'll!
COMING UP: BRUCAS DATE