Summary- Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer are two completely different people. They soon find themselves falling for one another, but will they be able to put their differences aside and finally be together?

Things you need to know- Lucas and Nathan do live together. Peyton still dated Jake, but now is afraid of allowing her self to fall in love again. Lucas and Peyton are not friends, and the story takes place in their junior year.

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Lucas Scott stood in a corner by himself. He wasn't always this quiet, but he decided to spend some time on his own that night at the party, and he continued to reflect on the basketball game that had taken place that night. Lucas had made the game winning shot, and he felt good. He watched his younger brother, by just a few months, from a distance. Nathan had girls all over him, but he always did. Lucas took a sip from the drink that he held in his hand and smiled as he watched Nathan continue to flirt with many girls all at once. Nathan may have been his brother, but they were nothing alike. Nathan and Lucas shared the same father, but had different mothers. When Nathan was only a few months old his mother and father had died in a car crash, and he now lived with Lucas and his Aunt Karen and Uncle Keith.

"Hey, you're Lucas right?" Lucas heard someone say his name and he turned around. His eyes then met with one of the cheerleader's. She had curly blonde hair that fell down to her shoulders, and she was about the same height as Lucas. Lucas stared into her hazel eyes and he couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, I'm Lucas."

"Well I'm Peyton..."

"Sawyer, yeah I know." He knew exactly who she was. He loved everything about her, and he didn't even know her, but he often dreamed that he did.

Peyton smiled at him, she loved it when guys knew exactly who she was, even if she had never even really noticed them before, they always noticed her. "Well, Lucas, you want to get out of here?"

Lucas' jaw dropped and he let out a quiet chuckle. "Why don't you just ask Nathan?" he said as he glanced at his brother. Lucas knew that Peyton and Nathan often hooked-up, since neither ever stayed in a relationship long.

Peyton turned around and eyed Nathan from the other side of the room. "He seems to be pretty busy, if you ask me."

Lucas didn't say anything; he just continued to lean up against the wall.

Peyton pushed her hands down into her coat pockets; she was hardly ever turned down by a guy. "Oh! You're Nathan's brother!" she gasped, finally putting the pieces together.

Lucas only nodded, he wanted to say something, and have a real conversation with her, but he couldn't find anything to say.

"Well since you defiantly aren't the talkative type, lets just go down to the beach, okay? Don't worry; I won't force myself on you." Peyton laughed dryly. "We can just talk." She grabbed a hold of Lucas' hand and dragged him out of the back door, and onto the beach.

Lucas walked out onto the beach and sat down in the sand. He leaned back on his hands and stared out into the water. "I love the beach." He said as she lay down next to him.

"He speaks!" she joked and smiled at him.

Lucas laughed and looked over at her. It was dark outside, but he could see her face just fine, the moon did a perfect job of lighting it. They continued to stare into each other's eyes, until Lucas broke their glances. He ran his right hand through his dirty blonde hair and he stared out into the ocean once more. When he brought his hand back down, it fell upon Peyton's. "Sorry." He said, quickly removing it.

"Its okay." She smiled at him. She looked into his eyes again, but continued to look away from her. "You have really blue eyes." She then laid her head back and started to laugh. "I'm sorry." She said, still laughing. "I don't do the whole talking thing too much."

A smirk grew across Lucas' face and he turned and looked at her. "I can tell." He laughed and then looked away form her again. "Why don't you ever have a boyfriend?" he finally asked. He had always wanted to ask her that question.

"I don't know." She lied. She looked away from him. "Okay, well, relationships suck. Someone always gets hurt, and it's too hard to avoid all of the pain they put you through. What is the point of going through all of the trouble and hassle to only have someone break your heart? It's much easier to just hook-up."

"Well you know it's all worth it once you find someone that truly loves you. Someone who can appreciate who you are, and just always be there for you."

Peyton shrugged. She wasn't sure if he was only stating his opinion, or trying to change her mind, but at this point in her life, no on would change her mind. "Why don't you have a girlfriend?" she asked, trying to change the subject.

"How do you know that I don't?" he teased. "Well, right now, I'm too busy with basketball."

She allowed a few moments to pass by before she said anything. "I'm sure when you find the right person you will find a way to make it work." Peyton finally said with a smile.

"You should tell yourself that sometime." Lucas smiled back, and he felt the sudden urge to kiss her. His eyes were fixed on her lips, and he couldn't stop looking at them.

"You can kiss me if you want, Lucas." She said, moving closer to him.

In moments, their lips were pressed together. Peyton could feel Lucas place his hand on her back, and she laid backwards, allowing him on top of her. She pressed her tongue firmly up against his lips, begging for an entrance, which he gladly gave. Lucas placed his other hand, gently on the bare skin of her stomach, in between her shirt and where her jeans were. He lightly ran his fingers against her skin, and she laughed between the kisses that they planted on each other's lips.

Suddenly, they heard a buzzing sound coming from the sand next to them, and Lucas rolled over on his back, picking up his cell phone as it continued to vibrate. "Hello?" he asked in an irritated voice as he dusted the sand off of Peyton's back. "Yeah, I don't need a ride, I can walk. Yeah, sure Nate, okay bye." He then looked over at Peyton and flipped his phone shut. "I'm sorry." He then stuffed his phone down into his pocket.

"Its okay, I should probably go anyways."

"Yeah, alright, me too." He lied, he didn't need to go, and he didn't want to. He just wanted to stay there with her. Peyton began to walk away along the shoreline. "Hey, wait! Peyton, would you go out for dinner with me tomorrow night?"

"Sorry, I don't do dates." She said as she walked backwards, facing him. "But I'm sure I will see you at school Monday."

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