Stupidity Leads the Heart to the Truth
-First of all the title all goes to props to Jhase my buddy! Yes he's a boy on this board. Mwahaha pshh but it's funny when you all call him a girl. Hehe.
-Second it's sort of going to be like a freaking soap opera, characters can't make up their freaking minds.
-Third it's more or less AU so here's the info to know ahead of time:
-All the normal teenager OTH characters are juniors-
Brooke Penelope Davis – She's always had it the easiest even growing up in the wealthy suburbs of Beverly Hills. Back in her hometown she was the queen bee, popular, well known, and bright just rarely tried, besides she had nerds that drooled upon her, worshiping her as if she was some sort of goddess, to pay off for that stuff so she could run off with her girls, get her nails done, waxed, throw parties and all the wild child activities. She caused the trouble not was in trouble most of the time, but that all changed once she met a boy in a lower class then herself, Jake Jagielski. She's the soon to be new girl of Tree Hill, North Carolina and finds herself having to deal with the guilt of loosing a loved one back home along with carrying a deep dark secret from everyone and keeping up with school.
Nathan Lee Scott – The younger half brother of Lucas Scott, 2nd son of Dan 'Asshole' Scott, an athlete, top basketball star for the Tree Hill Ravens and the ruler of Tree Hill high, did you expect anything less? Always the more of a ladies man compared to Lucas. When it came to woman the rule of the game was use them then get rid of them. Not a care in the world for them, there were others right? Been that way ever since his encounter with Taylor James, freshman year when she did a little schooling on him. He hadn't been very close to his brother on account of his father throughout the years, but as basketball become a bigger issue for him, he found himself liking the guy, but on the same level he was jealous of him. Lucas did after all have more of the brains in the family.
Lucas Eugene Scott – The more sensitive, caring, thoughtful, romantic, bookworm brother, quiet, but nonetheless not even close as horrible as Nathan when it comes to having to knock someone down to feel bad. He had it rough growing up with a single mother, but he was proud of her for how much she was there for him. He's pretty much the mother's boy, the good apple of the Scott generation and the best friend of Haley James. Though he may hide that he has things in place he has his own difficulties still on recovery with his HCM.
Haley James – The best friend of Lucas Scott, younger sister of Taylor James, and tutor of Tree Hill High. Sweet, innocent and walked on Haley James lives in the shadow of others afraid of ever opening her mouth whenever she really wanted something. The moment always seems to pass her by, currently living with her older sister in an apartment and going to school being the responsible James daughter. What if being responsible isn't enough to be happy? What if the heart longs for something more then just companionship?
Taylor James – The older, frisky, trouble causing James sister. Taylor hasn't had it easy, everyone pigs her as having a life filled with fun, ditching school, going from guy to guy, bars, alcohol and using people, but no one ever stopped her from doing the things she does, so as she embarks further on the wrong path will she ever pick herself back up? Is there anything that'll open a more together Taylor then a wreck? Will she even be forgiven by people, Nathan particularly, she had used, lied, corrupted his innocence and made him into the angered boy he was today the most.
Peyton Sawyer – The girl that every lustful boy at Tree Hill High wanted, the troubled, emo, loner, artistic girl that was of some interest of Lucas Scott mostly because they could relate to each other in the brotherly-sisterly kind of way. Can two of the same people connect or is it what they say opposites attract?
Jake Jagielski – The one boy that had gotten underneath Brooke's skin enough to consider her to be more of a person then anyone had thought she was. The father of Jason Jagielski and former boyfriend of Brooke Davis, everything was changing in his life because of her, most was good, but on the other hand one incident changed their fate.
Jason Jagielski – The youngest tad pole in the story, Jake's son, just an infant in the beginning of the story, the cause of a break between Jake and Brooke and the main cause why Brooke fled so far.
Dedicated to all my girls, the Nookie Brathan too hot for t.v loonies!
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-Beverly Hills:
Worry: the feeling of uneasiness or concern about something; to be troubled. You see it every day, but at night it glistens out, shining like never better. People crave it to be seen as others are suffering for all sorts of reasons. Her reason? It's not a shocker that it all began with a boy; a nice boy, a nice good looking boy. He had... Well, he had something that pulled her in like a Venus fly trap does with insects. He didn't dive right into her like most boys put on this earth for the purpose of making girls miserable would have done. No, he was completely opposite: friendly, quiet, mysterious, different, but straight different. Most girls often considered boys to be the worst type of thing ever invented, God's mistake, which is why he had to try again; but at the same you love them like nothing else. They can rip your heart out and tear it to pieces, then put it back together and be on his knees trying to give it back to you and make you smile again. Others just use women for sex. But Jake wasn't ever like that for her. He was the greaser kind of crowd while she, on the other end, was more like a soc.
Pounding and banging came from the outside of an apartment door and continued for a while, almost like a sonic boom. It may be an explosive sound caused by the shock wave of an airplane traveling faster than the speed of sound, but her hand was turning red and started to ache by how hard and how much she was hitting the door. Something wasn't right. She felt it in the pit of her stomach making her sick and wanting to vomit like there was no end. When he said he was going to be somewhere, he was there; he didn't delay things or stand her up ever since they've known each other.
Panic: a sudden, overpowering terror, often affecting many people at once. She was convinced that something wasn't right at the moment, still not having any response to her racket at the door.
"Jake, open up, it's Brooke." She whispered trying to peek through the little hole on the door where the key usually went in. Tiny and not very clear her vision was slumped down to. Biting down on her lip all she could think throughout her head repeating was something was wrong. Putting her hand on the doorknob she gave it a little twist. It worked in the movies all the time, might as well give it a shot in the real world. To her luck, the door was open.
Luck: the chance happening of fortunate or adverse events. Fortune; she indeed considered herself lucky to have gotten in. Shutting the door behind her, she locked it up before calling out.
"Jake? Jake?" She began looking around the small apartment going from room to room searching for him. He had to be here, she kept telling herself. She suddenly found herself coming to his bedroom so she stopped for a few seconds. Having not been in there since the last time she had one particular in encounter with Jake, she held her breath feeling her stomach forming into huge knots as she turned yet another knob to a door.
Scare: to become frightened. Fear consumed while she looked at the sight before her.
"Jake! Jake!" She cried getting to him lying down on the ground covered in a tomato red fluid on his abdomen. She bent down and put his head in her lap then put her hand on his face trying to wake him up.
"Jake, Jake, no. Wake up." She pleaded as her eyes began water up.
"Don't leave me," she begged once more only to get a cough response out of him.
"Jake? Jake!" She screamed lifting his head up so he wouldn't be choking on his own salvia in his mouth. She looked over seeing he had spit out blood from his mouth.
"I'm going to call for some help," she softly said trying to set him down, but he wouldn't let her as he held tightly on her arm.
"Don't," he barely made out before coughing, hard this time.
"Jake, I can't leave you like this! You're bleeding pretty badly." She cried not sure why he was being so damn stubborn.
Hopeless: having no possibility of solution; impossible. "They won't make it in time," he let out feeling himself getting colder and colder.
"Don't you dare die on me, don't you…" She warned as she cried looking down at him in such a mess. She hadn't ever seen him like the way he was now, nor did she ever think it was possible.
"Jason?" Jake called out, freaking out for his son more than himself.
"Where is he, Jake?" Brooke asked, scared about the little guy.
"Bassinet," he let out knowing he was slipping still.
"I'm going to go get him. Keep your head up and hang on," she said sternly meaning it. She wasn't going to lose him, she couldn't. It wasn't possible in her head; she always got what she wanted and what she wanted was Jake with her, not bleeding on the floor struggling for his life.
She came up to the blue bassinet and peeked at the top to see a small infant fast asleep peacefully. "Jason," she whispered out thanking to God that he wasn't harmed. Picking him up carefully, she let his head rest on her shoulder so she wouldn't disturb his sleep before heading back to Jake. "Jake he's all right …" She stopped in her footsteps to see Jake with his eyes closed and head down.
Heartbreak: overwhelming sorrow, grief, or disappointment. "Jake, Jake." She poked at him, like before, with a free hand that wasn't holding Jason up. "Jake, Jake," she repeated bawling her eyes out.
"Don't leave me," she repeated like before kneeling down trying to hear just the tiniest beat in his heart. "Don't leave me…" she cried repeating again, kissing his forehead.
He was gone, taken from her by someone. She knew it, but she wasn't sure by whom.
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-A/N: Greasers and Socs are references to The Outsiders novel and movie by S.E. Hinton. The Greasers were the lower class, poor kind of kids compared to the Socs upperclassmen.
-A/N: The beginning starts of similar to the WB's pervious show "Angel" with David Boreanaz saying "Los Angeles. You see it at night and it shines. Like a beacon. People are drawn to it. People and other things. They come for all sorts of reasons. My reason? No surprise there. It started with a girl. She was a really, really pretty girl. No she, she was a hottie girl. She, she had - I mean - her hair was... You know? - -You kind of remind me of her. Because, because – you know – the hair. I mean – the hair."
-A/N: Jake is kind of all beaten up like how Piper was in Charmed the episode 'All Hell Breaks Loose'
