Brooke had gone home with Peyton, since Hailey left after the game with Nathan. She really didn't want to go to this party, but she had promised her friends she would experience their world for one night.

"Oh my God Brooke Davis, I think this tops the list of the hottest I have ever seen you. Including tonight at the game."

Brooke blushed. She wasn't one who got complimented much, and when she did she usually didn't take it well. "Thanks Peyton, but I think this is a bit much for me." She looked at the girl in the mirror and couldn't find herself. The image in front of her was a gorgeous girl in a short jean mini skirt, a revealing black halter-top, and black opened toed heels.

" B. Davis I think this is exactly what you should be. You are going to knock the socks off of everyone in Tree Hill tonight!" Peyton smiled, thinking to herself that she had done a good job. Brooke was honestly the prettiest girl she had ever seen. For once, this did not make her jealous at all. She was actually starting to enjoy being around Brooke; she was the kind of girl she could see herself being best friends with.

Brooke moaned. "Okay, lets go get this over with."

"That a girl!" Peyton exclaimed as she linked her arm with Brookes out the door.

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"Hailey, where is Brooke?" Lucas asked

"Relax Scott. She's on her way with Peyton as we speak. Don't try anything to funny tonight. Brooke isn't like us. She sees the good in this world."

"I'm just going to try to……" Lucas trailed off as the front door opened. If there was anything that could have taken his breath away, she just walked through the door. This couldn't be the same girl who always wore sweaters, and jeans that he swore were just made for mothers. He had never seen a body quite like hers. Thin, but curvy in all the right places. Her long brown hair was flowing down with loose curls. She barely had on any make-up, but the all-natural look worked wonders for her.

Peyton walked in behind her, but quickly took off with her boyfriend Jake. She scanned the room nervously looking for anyone she might know. She spotted Hailey and B lined it across the room.

"Hailey, thank god. You look gorgeous, but now that I have made an appearance can I leave?"

Hailey chuckled. "Good to see you too Brooke. You look amazing, and no you can't leave. You just got here so give it a chance." She handed Brooke a plastic cup filled with her mixed drink of choice, a Grateful Dead.

Brooke looked at her nervously and took the cup. 'What the hell' she thought to herself. 'If I have to be here I may as well drink to make the night go by faster.' She put the cup to her mouth and drank the whole thing at once.

"That's what I'm talking about." Nathan cheered. "Luke, get this beautiful lady another drink."

Lucas quickly got her drink and brought it back. He put his arm around her to hand her a drink. Lucas leaned in to her ear and whispered, "Where has this Brooke Davis been hiding all of my life?"

Brooke shoved his arm off of her and hissed "This Brooke Davis will never be around again, because this is the one who has to put up with the Lucas that has made fun of me since we were ten." She then proceeded to imitate him: "Look at Brookes clothes, I think she went shopping in her grandmothers closet. Look at her hair in that bun, did she wash it today?"

"Aww come on it's all in fun. Besides that girl isn't here tonight. If you keep looking like this, I think there is a real possibility you could score with the captain of the Ravens, possible more than once." Lucas chimed in.

Brooke was laughing so hard she almost spit her drink on him. "Let me tell you what Lucas, I'd rather hook up with Tim than you, any day of the week. I'm not once of your cheer whores, never will be."

"Hailey, I'm walking away now but I'll talk to you after." "Okay have fun Brooke."

'We'll see about that' Lucas thought to himself. He just smiled at her and refilled her drink before she walked away.

Nearly two hours later Brooke was so drunk she could barely walk. She had consumed about eight of these plastic cups, filled with booze. She didn't have a car and she couldn't find her friends, so she decided she would find a room in the Scott household to sleep it off. 'It's a bitch that I drank this much my first time drinking. It's going to be a rough morning' Brooke thought to herself.

Lucas broke away from the kiss with Theresa just in time to see Brooke heading up the stairs, and Tim following suite. "sorry this is my queue, gotta go" Lucas said to Theresa before walking away.

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"Tim, go away. I'm a big girl I don't need your help finding a room." Brooke slurred before she fell forward into him.

Tim couldn't believe his luck. He wanted so badly to rub it in Lucas' face that he scored with Brooke and not him. He put Brookes arms around his neck and was just about to lift her when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"I'll take it from here" Lucas said as he lifted Brooke into his arms.

"Seriously Lucas, I got here first."

"And this is my house, my bedroom, and my claim so beat it."

Tim walked away defeated and pissed, but quickly moved on to the next person he could find.

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Lucas shut his bedroom door and placed Brooke on his bed. She was half awake and half sleeping. Lucas unbuttoned his shirt and crawled on the bed with Brooke. She felt his lips meet hers. They were soft and perfect in every way, but too urgent for her liking.

"Lucas, stop. I told you I didn't want you, I just want to sleep."

"There will plenty of time for that I promise. I know you want me as much as I want you, don't deny it" Lucas says as his hands roam up to the underneath of her skirt.

"Lucas, no. I don't have the strength to fight you off right now. Please leave me alone. I don't want my first time to be with you. You mean nothing and it's supposed to be special."

"I promise it will be. You can just lay there. I will do all the work."

"No" Brooke says. She's feeling weak and can't fight him off. The feeling of sleep overcoming her keeps hitting her and she's not sure what to do now.

Ok so what do you think? Good/Bad? This is my first story and may be going in the wrong direction for some, but I promise it will get better if you want me to keep writing.