This story, ladies and gents, I have been working on for awhile now. It's not a oneshot, but it's like an...extended songfic? Sure, go ahead and call it that. Ohh and it's AU as well. It's mostly Brucas, possibly bits of Naley and Jeyton.

Again, I do not own OTH or anything else involved with the show, just Season 2 on DVD.

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All Hail the Heartbreaker

I had the feeling that you'd open up my eyes
To a whole new world that had since been in disguise
But that day will most likely never come for me
And it's just my luck to end up getting stuck
To everything you are
So tonight I'll sit and pick apart your pictures
And overanalyze your words
But the truth is that I've never fallen so hard
It's taking everything in me
Just to forget your sweater so far.

There she was. Tall, slender, and completely gorgeous. Long, chocolate brown hair cascaded down around her shoulders, framing her face perfectly. She glanced around the hall with her dark brown eyes, knowing full well all attention was on her and the two girls walking on either side of her. She wore a tight fitting low-cut ivory sweater that stopped a few inches above the hem of her denim mini, showing enough tan skin to drive any boy in the surrounding area mad. She walked with confidence, grace, and beauty. She continued to scan the long hallway as she half-listened to the story one of the ditzy girls walking next to her was all too eagerly spitting out.

The teenage vixen pretty much ran the school. She enthusiastically held the position as head cheerleader, and most popular girl at Tree Hill High. The two girls walking next to her could be considered her sidekicks. They rarely left her side, as they too, were cheerleaders. Their names were Bevin and Theresa. They obeyed the girl like she was their commanding officer. They didn't dare do anything to upset the girl, for she had the power of popularity to crush just about anyone in her way. Don't be fooled by her sweet smile, cause she packed a verbal punch that could take even the strongest down. She was a force to be reckon with.

To most of the students attending THH, Brooke Davis was their queen bee. She was the center of everyone's attention. All the boys wanted to get with her, and all the girls wanted to be her. Well, almost all of them. Her former best friends now despised her more than anything. Lucas and Nathan Scott and Haley James.

The four were inseparable, in their adolescent stages, along with their two other friends, Peyton Sawyer, and Jake Jagielski. This story, which is 17 years in the making, by the way, all began because of one man. Dan Scott, the devil himself. You see, he knocked up his high school sweetie, Karen Roe, and then left her, only to repeat history and impregnate Deborah Lee. Well Satan decided to make another wonderful decision. He married Deb, leaving Karen and their unborn baby to fend for themselves. They were alone, but not for long. Keith Scott, Dan's older brother, had always had a strong relationship with Karen throughout high school. So Keith vowed to be there for her, and also readily agreed to father Lucas. As luck would have it, Deb found out about Karen, and decided to meet her. From then on they became the best of friends, and future business partners, mainly because they had two very big things in common: their sons, and their hate for Dan Scott. So Lucas and Nathan grew up together, as brothers, and as best friends. It was them against the world, until a cute brunette girl, with large brown eyes and a My Little Pony lunch box snuck her way into their world, and into their hearts. The girl's name being Haley James. She instantly became best friends with Lucas, and caught the eye of Nathan. He crushed on her for years until he finally decided to ask her out – at the beginning of junior high. Which, in fact, was right around the time they met another brunette, and her blonde friend – Brooke and Peyton. Brooke and Lucas instantly became attached at the hip. Best friends from the start, but Lucas quickly began having feelings for Brooke. They loved each other more than anything, but they kept their feelings silent, and remained just friends. The five couldn't have been happier together. Enter – Jake Jagielski. A quiet, brown haired boy. He completed the small group of friends. The boys got along perfectly, all very talented basketball players, and the girls loved each other like sisters. Perfect. The one word that described the six.

That is, until the middle of their freshman year. After a tedious day at school, they retreated to the Davis residence, only to find Brooke's mother, Julie, and Dan Scott in quite the compromising situation…on the kitchen table. The discovery ripped Brooke's happy family apart at the seams. Dan cheating just fueled Deb to finally divorce his no good sorry ass. Brooke's family though, fell apart faster than you can say 'cheating, lying whore.' Well that's what her father called Julie, over and over every night when they would fight. The verbal battles would always end with one or the other getting smashed and storming out of the house in a drunken fury. This went on, until one rainy evening, fresh from another fight, and halfway through a bottle of vodka, Brooke's mother was in a car accident. Julie Davis was pronounced dead that evening, 28 minutes after midnight. Brooke, was devastated, and broken. She blamed Dan Scott for this. If it wasn't for him, her perfect family would still be intact. He could rot in hell for all she cared. All of this effected Brooke's relationship with the Scott boys. Essentially, she blamed them as well. They were the offspring of the horrible man, so what made them any different? The other's were ultimately forced to take sides, leaving Lucas, Nathan, and Haley against Brooke, Peyton, and Jake. So much for the six of them, and their perfect little reality.

Lucas stood there, in the middle of a group of guys on his basketball team, staring at her as she walked down the hall. He tuned in and out of the conversation that included talk about practice, girls, and the party coming up this weekend at his friend Tim's beach house. His eyes traced over her body, glancing at her choice of outfit, noticing her semi-fresh tan, and finally resting on the silver necklace that lay draped across her collarbone that had a slightly large 'B' dangling from it. The voice of one of his friends finally snapped him back to reality and reminded him that he couldn't stand her, so there was no reason to be staring at her… no matter how good she looked.

I can honestly say
That I never, ever, ever felt this way
Your lips, your eyelashes, your skin
These are the parts of your body
That cause my comatose to begin.

Lucas was the male version of Brooke. He was popular, handsome, rich, and co-captain of the basketball team. He was tall, and muscular from the countless years of basketball. He had short blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. In other words, he was gorgeous, all the girls thought so… even her, although she wouldn't dare admit it. Gorgeous or not, I had previously said that he was exactly like her, which was true. He was cocky, and rude. It went without saying that he was a total player. He was with a new girl every week. He didn't bother with relationships, unlike his brother Nathan. Nathan and Haley began dating when they were 12. Ever since they could remember, they had been together. They were in love, and eventually planned on marrying after high school.

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"So like I said, Rachel and Vegas were totally ALL over each other last Friday night. I'm almost positive they had sex up in one of Tim's guest rooms. Rachel is such a whore!" Bevin scoffed, giving a disgusted look as she flipped her hair over her shoulder.

Brooke could care less. Usually she would have been all too eager to hear the latest gossip, but she just wasn't feeling it this morning. As she glanced around the hallways, she noticed a small group of guys from the basketball team, with him, standing right in the middle of the group, looking right at her. Almost immediately, she stopped, placing her hand on her hip, raising her eyebrow, she scowled, a look that she specially reserved for only him. Bevin and Theresa instantly stopped, trying way too hard to mimic Brooke's expression, knowing full well the hatred she had for Lucas. Brooke continued to eye him, for a moment, she almost thought she saw sadness in his captivating blue orbs. Maybe even a little regret. But it was quickly replaced with anger. He returned her evil stare with one of his own, and then turned away, continuing the conversation with his friends.

If looks could kill, Lucas would be lying in the middle of that hallway, and Brooke would have no problem in shoving her very expensive and stylish sling-back heels up his...

She was shaken out of her thoughts by Theresa rambling on about this weekends party. So the three continued down the hall, with the same grace and confidence, only this time Brooke had a little more cockiness in her step. Brooke – one, Lucas – zero.

I guess that's how this one's gonna go I'll be the giver and you'll be the taker
You've got me down on my knees and I proclaim
All hail the heartbreaker.

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