Peyton wakes up to the sound of her alarm. She jumps up and turns it off. It was 11 a.m. She stumbles over to the bathroom door, but suddenly notices it is shut.
"Ah, Brooke hurry up" She screamed.
Brooke. Brooke Davis, was a preppy, popular girl. She was Peytons roomate. They met freshman year, in college. You wouldn't think that they would be best friends, they are so different. But it turns out they are.
Brooke brusts open threw the bathroom door. She was wearing Peytons only clean black towel.
"How many times do i have to tell you? ask before you use my things please" Peyton said glaring at her towel.
"Sorry, its just, well you were sleeping" Brooke said smiling.
Peyton rushed into the bathroom, brushing her teeth and hoping in the shower. But not before grabbing one of Brooke's towels.
After having a fifteen minute shower, she steps out. Wraps Brooke's towel over her cold body. She steps out of the bathroom, and walks into the kitchen. Searching for something to eat, but couldn't find anything.
She walked over near the kitchen table and notice there was a note.
"Hey Peyton, I had to step out for a bit.
Remember Lucas is coming over tonight and so is Josh. Dress Nice! Love Brooke"
Peyton placed down the note, and started to laugh. Lucas was Brooke's boyfriend. They had been dating for almost a week now. It seems like Brooke is already in love with him, she is always talking about him. Its like a little kid crush really.
Since the first day Brooke met me, she has always been trying to set me up with all of these people. Its crazy. They are never right for me.
Brooke is the type of girl, who thinks she is always right no matter what. She is the type of girl that would just try and get in your face, to start a fight.
She walks into her bedroom, and started rumaging through her clothes. She thought it would be better if she got a head start on getting dressed becuase when Brooke got home she would probably tell her to go change, like usual.
She finally found an outfit she liked. She ran over to her mirror and started applying makeup.
It took her almost an hour to figure out how to do her hair. She finally got it all done. When there was a knock at the door.
Peyton walked over to it, she looked through the peek hole.
Who is he? she wondered.
She slowly opened the door. Standing there was a blonde boy, a little taller then her. Blue eyes. Very Cute.
"Hi, you must be Peyton. I'm Lucas" He said, smiling.
"Hi, nice to meet you" She smiled.
"Wheres Brooke?" he asked.
"Oh probably finding an outfit for tonight" she said.
"Oh ya, Brookes that type of girl, i forgot" he laughed.