Chapter
2 Flash
back Present Brooke Davis and Peyton
Sawyer were "bestest best friends" as they would say. After high
school, they realized no guy was ever worth fighting over, yes, not
even Lucas Scott. Although both of them never really did get over
Lucas, they never saw nor heard from him after high school. They were
trying to move on by running away from their past. They were both in
the University of Tree Hill. Peyton was majoring in art whilst
Brooke, well… lets just say Brooke was having fun. Present
Lucas Scott was a budding writer. Though he loved basketball,
he never got to pursue it unlike his brother, Nathan. But sometimes,
when life closes a door, it opens a window.
After Keith's death, several lawyers went to pay a visit to
Karen at her café.
"Good morning, do you know where I
can find Ms. Roe?" said the lawyer politely.
"I am
her."
"Oh, we would like to talk to you about Keith Scott's
will. Apparently, we thought he had nothing left after he sold his
dealership, but as we went through his apartment, we saw a
letter."
"What?! I mean, what was it about?"
"Mr. Scott
had been saving up his entire life for a college fund for Lucas
Scott, who I believe is your son."
"How could Keith not tell
me? Well, what does it say?"
"There is enough money for Lucas
to go to the college of his choice."
"Wow, oh my goodness.
Keith!" Karen said sobbingly.
Lucas
was walking through a hallway in Princeton, when he heard the bell
ring.
"Time for class." he thought.
As he was on his way to
class, something caught his attention. The notice board was filled
with a very colorful ad. It read: "Wanted, a fresh writer for a
children's book. Please contact Prof. Newberry for details.
Deadline for signing up: Thursday, 23 November."
Lucas thought
it was a great idea to try something like that. After all, during his
mid-term break, he could take it home to read to his little brother,
Jeremy.
Realizing he was already late, he hurried to class with
the thought of writing a children's book lingering in his
head.
"Hey,
Peyton!" Brooke called out. "Wait up!!"
"I'm here
Brooke, you know I'm not going anywhere without you."
"That's
sweet and all P. Sawyer, but I've got exciting news that I am just
bursting to tell you."
"Spill."
" You know how I'm
always late for class, right?"
"Yeah, Brooke. Remind me again
why that's a good thing?"
"Before jumping to conclusions
bestest friend, hear me out. Normally, you wouldn't agree with me
being late for class but this time a girl from my fashion design
class stopped me to ask me to ask you if you were interested in
making illustrations for a children's book. You know, since you
love to draw, I said yes for you. Now, all we have to do is wait for
the writer to send the story."
"Wow, Brooke. That's awesome,
I love you."
"I know." Brooke said jokingly, "I love you,
too."
