I have said that Jamie's eyes (Jackson Brundage) are blue with deep green specks in them.
"Hi Haley." Brooke said from the pool, getting off of Lucas' back and swimming to the side.
"Hi Aunt Haley!" Jamie smiled and Haley smiled back,
"Hi Jamie," She smiled, Lucas swam over to the side, holding Jamie. He sat him on the side. "Jamie, go get dressed out of those wet clothes." He nodded, running into the house. "Okay, what the hell is going on?" She asked, looking at the pair.
"Nothing." Lucas said, climbing out.
"Does Peyton know you're here?" Lucas shook his head, Brooke climbed out.
"She wasn't home when I woke up." He said,
"Look, I'm all for you two being supportive parents who can work alongside together. But he's going to start asking questions about you two." Haley said,
"He already has. He's Team Brucas." Brooke said, looking at her bestfriend.
"Okay! I told him stories about you two, he asked and gave me those blimmin' puppy dog eyes!" Haley protested, her hands up in defeat. Brooke and Lucas started laughing. "He's definitely your child!" Then Jamie ran down the stairs.
"Momma! Dad! Can we go to the Rivercourt?" He beamed,
"Well, Kiddo." Lucas began.
"Please, Daddy." He said, looking up, his blue eyes glistening as the green flecks shimmer. Lucas looked at Brooke, who nodded her head.
"Okay," He smiled,
"YES!" Jamie air fisted the air. "Momma, can I wear one of Daddy's Raven tops please?"
"Sure," She smiled, as he ran up the stairs.
"Haley, you coming?" Lucas asked,
"No, but just have fun. He needs to spend time with both his parents." She said, "I came to check on Brooke," She spoke, hinting about the funeral.
"I'm going to be fine Haley." Brooke said, robotically. Brooke gave her heart to Julian. And in return, Julian broke it. But he wasn't around to have his ass kicked.
"Well, we must have our monthly shop." And Brooke laughed,
"Tomorrow?" She asked, pushing all of her thoughts about an ass called Julian to the back of her mind.
"Sure Tigger." She said, walking to the door.
"See you, Tutor Girl!" Brooke exclaimed as her best friend left. Then she looked at Lucas, "Let's find you something to wear." She said, walking up the stairs. She threw Lucas his 'Scott Mechanics' hoodie and a pair of jogging bottoms.
"How do you have these, Brooke?" Lucas asked, "I've been looking for them for over four years!"
"Well Scott, it's called, nick when he doesn't look." She says, sticking her tongue out. "I want them back from you." She added.
"They're mine!" He protested!
"They were in my wardrobe," She said, pulling out herself some clothes. "I wear them when it's cold." She admitted.
"Fine, he said, gruffily. She walked out of the room into the bathroom. He put the hoodie on and pulled the jogging bottoms on, before noticing the ring and letter on the bed. As he walked over, Brooke walked back in.
"Ready?" She asked, he nodded. "Let's go then." She said, her wet hair was in a messy bun and she wore light make up.
'Gorgeous..' He thought, before shaking his head and following her.
"Yeah, let's rock." He said, smiling.
-x-
Peyton walked back into Lucas' house.
"Luke?" She called out, checking every room before realising he's not home. "Probably with Brooke." She muttered, with hate. She retrieved a small black box from her room, opening it and searching through the contents inside. There were old sketches of hers and each gift she had received in the past from Julian. She held up a one of Adele's CD's, smiling.
Peyton ran out of the restaurant, out into the ongoing storm. Julian followed her out.
"What the hell are you doing, Peyton?" He shouted, as he ran across the road, following her way.
"How dare you accuse me of cheating on you?" She shouted back, walking onto the wet sand.
"I was just saying-" But he was cut off.
"Well, don't say anything!" She shouted, walking closer to the sea.
"You know what Peyton, this is fucking unbelievable. I LOVE YOU!" He screamed at her, as she walked into the sea. "Yet you can't seem to see that!"
"GO TO HELL, JULIAN!" Peyton screamed back, as she stood knee-high in the sea.
"I came HERE!" He shouted, "North fucking Carolina. A town called Tree Hill, no one has EVER heard about it! Yet I came her for you! I love you, Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer. But you're too scared to give your heart out. I'm trying here to give you mine! But you won't take it, Peyton. Like Adele sung; 'I'd go hungry; I'd go black and blue, I'd go crawling down the avenue. No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do. To make you feel my love.'" Peyton turned to look at him, her curly hair was soaked through, her make up smuged by her tears and the rain. Her black flowing dress, stuck to her skin. "I can't do this anymore. You could be the one. You could not be. I give up!" He screamed at her. "I'm going back to LA!" He shouted, "If you love me back, you'll tell me right now." He said and looked at the girl. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.
"I-I-I-" She looked down at her feet.
"Bye Peyton. The storms are raging on the rolling sea and on the highway of regret. The winds of change are blowing wild and free, you ain't seen nothing like me yet." He said, walking off, up the beach. Peyton stood watching him leave, she kicked the water. Screaming at her stupidity.
Peyton wiped her eyes, placing the CD back into the box. Then she pulled out a deep red rose petal and sighed.
Peyton felt out, swinging her arms infront of her. Julian's hands were on her shoulders, as he led her up the hallway.
"Can't you just tell me what my surprise is?" Peyton pouted, she had a black piece of material, covering her eyes as Julian led her into the room.
"You will find out now." He spoke, untying the piece of material. Peyton gasped, they were in a penthouse sweet. The room was dark, there was a large sofa and kitchen, then two doors leading off to a bedroom and a bathroom.
"This place is amazing," her eyes then settled on the crimson rose petals lay out in front of her. She followed them out on to a balcony, a candle lit dinner was laid out, as the beach lay in front of them. The sun was setting, pastel colours filled the sky. She sighed, dreamily. "Los Angeles is beautiful." She spoke, leaning over the balcony.
"Your much more beautiful." Julian whispered in her ear, making her melt.
-x-
Lucas dunked a shot, Jamie and Brooke cheered. Lucas threw Jamie over his shoulder.
"Scott scores again!" Jamie and Lucas shouted in unison. Brooke picked up the ball and aimed it at the hoop. Bending her knees, she threw the ball it fell into the hoop.
"Davis scores also!" Brooke shouted and got looks off of Lucas and Jamie. "What?" She said, a hand on her hip.
"Nothing." Lucas and Jamie said in unison, shrugging their shoulders.
"No, I will not allow secret Scott language." She huffed, crossing her arms. The pair looked at each other and stifled a laugh. "This is not fair!" Brooke squealed. Chasing after the two blondes. Lucas put Jamie down and they ran around the River Court. Brooke grabbed Jamie, picking up and swinging him around. "Got you!" She exclaimed.
"Nooo!" Jamie shouted, Lucas ran up to Brooke, behind her. Brooke had put Jamie down, when she was picked up by Lucas' strong arms.
"Put me down!" She shouted, Jamie ran up to his dad.
"Scott boys win!" He cheered. Brooke pouted.
"Can you let me down now?" She asked, Lucas does so.
"Sorry Brooke." He spoke, receiving a nudge in the side.
"You better be!" She exclaimed, then a car pulled up at the sound of the road. They all looked to the car and noticed Peyton walking up.
"Hi Luke." She smiled, holding the jealousy in. "I was wondering whether you would be coming home." She spoke, looking at his attire. "What hoodie is that?" She asked,
"An old one." He sated, as Brooke picked Jamie up.
"Never seen it." She spoke, then silence fell. "If Brooke doesn't mind, we could take Jamie for ice cream?" Jamie's face broke into a smile.
"Ice cream!" He exclaimed, "Please can I go, Momma." He asked, looking up at her.
"Sure you can, Scamp!" She joked, a fake smile on her face. Jamie cheered. She put him down, letting him run up to Lucas.
"Any time you need him?" Lucas asked, looking at how her face had changed.
"Just before five, for dinner." She said and he nodded. They began walking to the car, Brooke walked back to her bag and began fumbling around in it, to buy herself some time. When the car left, she sat down. Looking out at the river, sighing. She pulled out a picture of her in hospital with a baby Jamie and Lucas, they were smiling. They were happy.
"And this is the last push, Brooke." The nurse told her, Lucas was holding her hand and she nodded. "Push!" The doctor spoke and Brooke pushed with all her might, then the sound of crying filled the room. Brooke lay back in the bed, for a brief moment, until she sat upright. The doctor was holding her child. "It's a boy." She told her, Brooke and Lucas looked at eachother, smiling. After twelve hours of labour, their son was born. "Before you hold him, we're going to wash and weigh him." The nurse told Brooke. She nodded, but put a pout on her face.
"We have a son," Lucas spoke, kissing Brooke's hand.
"He'll have your blonde hair and eyes." Brooke dreamed,
"But your dimples and cheeriness!" He added,
"But he'll also be very broody, like his father." She leant into Lucas' side. The nurse bought their son back out.
"He came in weighing at 7lbs and 15oz, an average size. Born at exactly ten past five in the morning." The nurse laid the baby boy in Brooke's arms. "I'll leave you too it for a bit." She spoke,
"What shall we call him?" Lucas asked, as he peered over at his son.
"He looks like a 'James'. He also reminds me of our Tutor Girl, an amazing person who will have a kind heart." Brooke whispered.
"'James Scott'." Lucas smiled,
"Or Jamie for short." Brooke added. "His middle name should be 'Lucas'." Brooke spoke, smiling.
"James Lucas Scott." Lucas spoke, as he stroked Jame's face.
"He's beautiful." Brooke sunk into Lucas' arms.
"Knock, knock!" Haley said, from the door. "Tigger!" She squealed, running over. "He's gorgeous!" She exclaimed, quietly. Nathan walked in behind her,
"My wife is crazy." He stated, wrapping his arms around her.
"Any names?" Haley asked, Brooke looked up at Lucas, before looking back at James.
"James Lucas Scott." She smiled,
"James?" She spoke, looking at the pair.
"He reminds us of our Tutor Girl." Lucas spoke,
"That's so sweet." Haley cooed, Brooke handed James over to Lucas, letting him hold his son. "Here, let me get a photo." She pulled out her camera, turning off the flash before taking a photo of the family. "The perfect family." She exclaimed.
Brooke smiled at the memory. It fell apart soon after. Both Lucas and Brooke love James, but being young parents caused them to struggle. They were both attending college when they broke up, Brooke still loved him, but she could tie him down with a baby and girlfriend. Sure, Peyton was nice and all. But sometimes she wished it was her and Lucas, with their son.
-x-
"So, Jamie, what do you want to do this afternoon?" Peyton asked, as they sat at a café over looking the beach, Jamie's face beamed into a smile.
"I want to go to the beach!" He exclaimed, as he placed his took another bite of ice cream, before immediately putting a hand to his head. "Brain freeze!" He squealed and he began to laugh with Peyton. Peyton looked over at Lucas, who was playing with his ice cream,
"Luke?" Brooke said, as she looked up at Lucas' happy face.
"I got in!" He exclaimed, "I'm going to Duke!" Brooke jumped into his arms, hugging him hard. Her face then dropped. "Hey, Brooke? What's up?" Lucas said, looking at her.
"Your going to Duke." She whispered,
"And?" He asked, as she sat down on their red bed.
"I'm going to North Carolina University of Performing Arts, Luke." Brooke whispered, Lucas sat down next to her.
"Brooke-"
"No Lucas, when we go to university, we're supposed to be these crazy uni kids, who can drink and do all sorts of crap." She spoke, looking down at her lap. "You can still do that, Luke." Brooke spoke,
"Brooke, you and our baby James mean the world to me. I would never give it up." Lucas told her, tilting her chin, to look at him.
"The drive between universities is nearly forty-five minutes long, Luke." Her eyes began to water.
"Brooke, please don't do this." Lucas begged her,
"We'll both look after him." She spoke, looking at him. "And we'll see eachother, but we will not be-"
"Together." He finished. "Nope, I'm not having it Brooke." Lucas said, standing up.
"Luke-" She was interrupted.
"We can't just give up!" He exclaimed, pacing the room.
"We have to!" She retalliated. "I don't want to be the reason why your future doesn't go right!" She told him, she walked up to him and looked him in the eyes. "I would keep you all to myself and James if I wanted to." She told him, the tears rapidly running down her face. "But, maybe we'll come back together, I love you Lucas. I don't want to do this-"
"But you are Brooke!" He told her, "You can't just do this!" He spoke, "We can't just give up." He told her, she looked him in the eyes.
"I'm giving up." She whispered. He looked at her.
"You've got to be kidding me." Lucas began to pace again.
"What if you meet The One" She sobs, "What if you just forget me? What would I do then!" She exclaimed, he went to speak but James began to cry from his crib, in his bedroom. "I've got him." Brooke whispered, walking out, but Lucas grabbed her arm.
"Don't do this, Brooke." He whispered, she looked at him, but walked into the next bedroom, leaving Lucas alone.
"Daddy?" Jamie asked, his mouth covered in ice cream, his voice snapped Lucas out his thoughts.
"Yeah?" Lucas asked, looking over to his son.
"Can Mommy come to the beach?" He asked,
"Mommy's working, but maybe after?" He asked his son, who nodded. They left the café soon after that, Peyton and Lucas were walking hand in hand down the beach, whilst Jamie ran in and out of the waves.
"Where did you go earlier?" Peyton asked, looking up at her boyfriend.
"I'm pretty sure that I was at a café." Lucas joked, before looking at her face. "I was just being broody." He told her, she smiled.
"That's why you're my Broody." She spoke.
Lucas was piggy-backing Brooke across the beach, as they went to meet the rest of their close friends.
"Come on, Broody!" She exclaimed. "We're going to be late! Giddy up!" She spoke, beaming a smile.
"I'm trying Pretty Girl!" He told her,
"Well, try harder!" She replied, causing him to roll his eyes in mock annoyance. "Should we call Karen? Check up on Jimmy-Jam?" Brooke asked, her motherly instinct kicking in.
"Brooke, we left them alone ten minutes ago and Jamie was asleep for the night. Even if he does wake up, my mum knows how to cope." Lucas told her,
"But he's our ickle little baby." She pouted.
"I promise you, Cheery, our little boy will be fine when we get home." She nodded, as she played with his hair.
"This is why you're my Broody." She told him, jumping off his back. He pulled her into a hug.
"And you're my Cheery!" He exclaimed, pulling her in for a deep kiss.
"Too much PDA, Baby Parents!" Skills exclaimed, as he walked up with Bevin, their hands entwined together. Nathan and Haley walked with them, their arms wrapped around each other. Mouth and Rachel were behind them, laughing together.
"Three weeks." Nathan sighed, "Me, you and Skills will be playing as Blue Devils." Nathan smiled,
"I'll also be studying English Literature, Nate!" Lucas added, punching his brother lightly in the shoulder.
"I'll be in New York, living it up!" Rachel spoke, dancing a little, her red locks hung down her back.
"I'm on my way to Omaha!" Mouth spoke, "I've managed to get a job as a new newscaster, mainly a sports one of that!" He added.
"I'll be in Duke, with my gorgeous husband." Haley smiled, as Nathan kissed her hair. "English Literature." She smiled,
"And our Little Miss Davis, shall be studying-" Skills was cut off.
"Fashion and Dance." She smiled, "At the wonderful, North Carolina University of Performing Arts." She looked up at Lucas.
"We've lived here all our lives." Haley spoke, as she looked out at the ocean.
"And now, we're all going to different places." Brooke sighed,
"In exactly four years and six months, we'll have finished uni." Lucas added.
"We should all meet at the Rivercourt." Bevin smiled,
"In four years and six months?" Nathan asked her.
"You know, she's actually got an idea." Rachel added.
"I agree with Bevin." Haley added.
"So, in four years and six months. We'll come back. Back to our world. The Rivercourt." They all smiled at each other.
"Lucas Scott." Lucas' head snapped up to spot a red head standing in front of him.
"It's nice to see you too, Rachel." Rachel pulled him into a friendly hug. "Rachel this is Peyton, Peyton this is Rachel." He introduced them both.
"Nice to meet you, Peyton." Rachel smiled, taking an instant dislike to the curly haired blonde.
"Likewise." Peyton faked a smile.
"Aunt Rachel!" Jamie's loud, happy voice came from the sea. He ran over and through himself into Rachel's arms.
"How are you, Squirt?" Rachel asked, as she looked at the mini brooder.
"I'm awesome!" He replied. "How's North York been?" He asks, looking up at her with his blue eyes.
"New York has been great." She smiled, lifting the boy up.
"What's brought you back home, Rach?" Lucas asked, his hand still encasing Peyton's.
"Four years and six months." She told him.
"That's tomorrow." He spoke, shocked, she nodded her head.
"Mouth's coming in tonight, Skills is still here. Bevin's arriving soon, as I have to pick her up." Rachel told him.
"I can't believe how quick time has flown." Lucas said.
"Neither have I." She smiled, "Well, I have to get Bev, so I'll speak to you later?" She asked the blonde,
"Definitely Rachel." He told her, before she gave him and Jamie another hug and leaving.
"Who exactly is she?" Peyton asked, as she looked at Lucas' smile.
"Old high school friend." He told her.
"Girlfriend?" She asked, suspiciously.
"No way, Rachel's like another sister to me." He laughed, "You have nothing to worry your Pretty little head on." He told her, pecking her on the lips.
"Daddy?" Jamie asked, tugging on his dad's sleeve.
"Yeah, Jay-Luc?" Lucas asked,
"Can we go see, Momma now?" He asked and Lucas looked over at Peyton, who nodded.
"Sure." Lucas picked him up and they began walking to the car.
-x-
Brooke was serving a customer when she saw a red head walk in through the door. Rachel walked over and sat on a stool, when the customer went to sit down.
"Hi Slut." Rachel greeted Brooke.
"Whore" Brooke replied, a smile on her face.
"No, Lucas' new girlfriend is a whore." Rachel corrected her and Brooke rolled her eyes.
"Peyton, is fine." Brooke said, as she cleaned the counter.
"You're a really bad liar." Rachel commented.
"I'm not lying!" Brooke exclaimed,
"When you're lying, you begin to make your self busy. Usually by cleaning or opening a magazine." Rachel commented and Brooke sighed.
"Two years and you can still read me like a book." Brooke rolled her eyes.
"Jamie looks so much like you and Luke." Rachel smiled,
"He broods like him too." She added, a smile on her face. "So, what brings you to little, old Tree Hill?"
"You and Lucas, both don't know?" She asked and Brooke shook her head. "Even Naley knew!" She exclaimed. "Four years and six months."
"That's tomorrow?" Brooke spoke, amazed. "Wow."
"Yep," Rachel nodded. "And I expect to see you there!" Rachel told the brunette, who rolled her eyes in reply.
"I'll definitely be there!" Brooke beamed a smile, as she put her hair into a ponytail.
"Good, because otherwise I'd come and drag your ass there myself." She sternly voiced.
"Brooke!" An older brunette's voice came, as she entered the café through the back doors. "Well, well, well, Rachel Gattina is back in Tree Hill." The brunette smiled,
"It's nice to see you, Mrs Roe." Rachel smiled, at the older brunette.
"Mrs Scott." Brooke corrected her.
"Scott?" Rachel asked, a confused expression on her face.
"I eloped with Keith, last year." Karen told the red head.
"Shut up!" Rachel exclaimed loudly, earning a few stares off of the crowd. "It's about time!" The red head spoke, her voice slightly quieter.
"Last one to hear the gossip this time, Red." Brooke giggled. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Congratulations anyway, Mrs Karen Scott." Rachel told the older bruntette, "I better roll, I'm going to be late to get Bevin. But thought I'd see my best friend, before I pick up Ditsy." She joked, "I'll call you later!" Rachel exclaimed before leaving. Brooke shook her head slightly, grinning.
"The gangs back together." Karen smiled at the younger brunette.
"It seems." Brooke agreed.
"Momma!" Jamie shouted, as he ran around to jump into his mother's arms.
"Jimmi-Jam!" She exclaimed, holding the boy.
"Hi Grandma Karen!" Jamie waved at his grandmother, smiling widely.
"How's my favourite grandson?" She asked, smiling.
"I'm your only grandson," Jamie told her, as Karen laughed. Lucas and Peyton had sat on the stools.
"You wouldn't guess who we saw." Lucas told the brunette.
"I'm guessing it was Rachel." Brooke told the blonde.
"How'd you-" He paused. "She came here, didn't she?" Lucas asked, Brooke nodded her head in reply. Dimples on display.
"Just left, actually." She spoke, as she passed Jamie over to Lucas.
"Has Auntie Rachie got me a present?" Jamie asked and Peyton looked at the boy.
"A present?" She asked,
"Aunt Rachie always has Ramie time with me, which is my present!" He explained to the curly haired blonde.
"That's sweet, Kiddo." Peyton smiled, thoughts rolling through her mind.
-x-
Brooke walked onto the Rivercourt. Jamie was coming with Lucas. One text from Rachel. They were meeting at seven. The gang. The eight of them. Plus Jamie this time. The nine of them. All were to once stand on the Rivercourt. Together. Family. That's what they were. Family. Haley was the responsible one, not going against the rules. Lucas was the bookworm, the brooder. Nathan was the cocky jock. Well, cocky at times. Rachel was their party animal, the one who could not live without parties. Mouth was the kid next door. Everyone loved Mouth. Skills was guy, who was there for you. He would lighten your spirits. But if he was playing basketball, don't count on it. Brooke. She was the cheery one. The one who loved fashion. But she was always the shoulder you could cry on. Always the one, who knew you were upset. The one who get it out of you. The dancer. She was Brooke Davis. The one who would always protect her family, whether or not, they would back. She was their rock.
"Hey Bitch!" Brooke was interrupted by her thoughts, she spun on the spot. Her red-headed bestfriend was opening her car trunk. "I could use some help here." She told the brunette, who rolled her eyes before walking over.
"Where's Bevin?" Brooke asked, lifting up one of the four cardboard boxes.
"With Skills." Rachel kinked her eyebrow, as she placed one of the cardboard boxes on the bleachers, next to Brooke's.
"Are they back together?" Brooke asked, as she picked up the third cardboard box.
"I'll guess we'll have to ask them." Rachel smirked, Brooke placed the box down on the bleachers and turned around. Skills and Bevin were just walking onto the Rivercourt. Brooke squealed, running over to the pair and throwing her arms around them.
"Nice to see you too, Baby Girl!" Skills spoke, hugging her back.
"Brooke hasn't changed!" Bevin exclaimed. Brooke pulled back, a mock eye roll was followed by a smile on her face.
"Where's J Scott?" Skills asked, wanting to meet the boy.
"He should be here soon with Luke." Brooke told him,
"Are you two-" Skills paused "You know." He continued.
"We've been broken up for four years." Brooke spoke,
"Oh," Bevin spoke, "We sort of had something for you all." She spoke,
"What do you mean, Bevin?" Brooke asked,
"Well, we thought you'd like tickets for a basketball game in Charlotte. Jame's first match." She smiled, pulling the tickets out of her bag.
"That's really sweet guys." She smiled, blinking the tears away. Brooke then felt someone tug her hand,
"Hi Momma." He smiled up at the brunette. Brooke picked him up.
"Jamie, these are two of my bestest friends in the world. Skills and Bevin, this is my boy." Brooke smiled,
"Hi!" Jamie smiled,
"Hi Bud." Bevin smiled and took the boy into her arms. She took him over to the river. Skills wrapped an arm around Brooke's shoulders.
"You did good, Davis." He told her, Brooke smiled.
"Thanks Skills."
"Antwon!" Only one person called Skills 'Antwon'. Skills turned around.
"Haley James." He smiled,
"Scott!" She added, pulling him into a hug.
"Nate." Skills said, doing a 'man hug' with Nathan.
"Skills." Haley then squealed,
"Rachel!" She ran over to the red head, hugging her tightly.
"Hey Tutor-Mom!" Rachel smiled, holding the sandy blonde in her arms.
"Haley!" Bevin's voice came, as she walked over with Jamie.
"Bevin!" Haley pulled the girl into a hug. "This is madness." Bevin nodded. Rachel then whistled, calling the group over to the bleachers.
"4 years and six months ago!" She began. "We agreed that we would return home. That we would come here. Where we argued, played and talked. Where Haley had their first kiss. Where I first met Mouth. Where we caught Skills and Bevin making out. Where Brooke and Lucas told us they would be having Jamie. This place has always been here. Every step of the way. Love. Hate. War. Forgiveness. Family. I think that we need to show everyone who comes here. Who we are. Haley the teacher. Nathan the sports agency co-owner. Lucas the author. Skills the sports coach. Bevin the make-up artist. Me the model. And Brooke. The aspiring fashion designer. James Lucas Scott here, will one day live the same life as us. Just hopefully not as drama filled. He'll come here with his family, showing them his world! Now, to make this place ours, you'll have to look in the cardboard boxes." They all walked over in pairs, Mouth was with Rachel, Skills and Bevin, Nathan and Haley and finally, Brooke with Lucas. They all pulled out white spray paints, each.
"Spray paints?" Haley asked, shaking the silver can in her hands.
"We're going to sign our names right here. To show that this place, is our world!" Rachel told them and they all smiled.
"Can I write my name?" Jamie asked, looking up at Rachel.
"Of course, Jimmi-Jam." She smiled down at him. Brooke sprayed her name down, it was bold and bubbly. Lucas sprayed his name underneath hers, putting a three next to his name.
"Seriously, still in love with that jersey number?" Brooke spoke, standing next to him, as she watched Rachel and Skills help Jamie write his names next to theirs.
"It's not just a jersey number." Lucas told her, smiling at Jamie.
"Then what else is it?" She asked, looking at Lucas. He's head was somewhere else.
"Then what else is this place to you?" Brooke asked, as she and Lucas sat on the Rivercourt bleachers, during senior year.
"This place is my world, Brooke Davis." He told, as he looked at the court he had played his whole life.
"And am I apart of this world?" She asked, kinking an eyebrow up at him.
"The biggest part." He told her, leaning in for a deep kiss.
"Lucas?" Brooke asked, looking at the brooder.
"Oh right." He snapped out of thoughts.
"What else does this number means to you?" She asked again, looking at him.
"It's my lucky number." He spoke, sarcastically.
"Luke!" She whined,
"You asked what it meant." He shrugged his shoulders.
"That's not fair!" She pouted,
"I gave you an answer!" He exclaimed. Brooke sighed frustratedly, earning a chuckle off of Lucas.
"Shut up!" She exclaimed, nudging him in the side. Lucas picked her up and swung her round, the pair of them laughing.
"And they broke up because?" Skills asked, as everyone watched them interact.
"Don't ask me. He never told us." Nathan spoke, as they began to play with Jamie.
"She was scared of losing him." Haley told them, "That she wasn't the one for him." She finished.
"But they're perfect together?" Bevin spoke up.
"Yet, they don't know it." Rachel sighed, Lucas was chasing Brooke and Jamie, as Brooke piggy-backed Jamie.
"C'mon, let's help Lucas." Skills spoke, as he, Mouth and Nathan walked over.
"No way, team Brooke!" Haley exclaimed, as Rachel, Bevin and Haley ran over to help Brooke. Lucas got Jamie off of Brooke, chasing the brunette around together.
"Give up Lucas, she's only going to win." Nathan told his brother, his arms wrapped around Haley.
"I could beat you and her any day!" Lucas told his younger brother.
"Is this another game for the Scott brothers?" Mouth spoke, looking between the pair.
"It just may be." Lucas smiled, Rachel tossed Nathan the ball, before they all sat on the bleachers. Cheering on either Lucas or Nathan. Smiles on their faces. None of them noticing a black comet, parked close to the Rivercourt. A disappointed Peyton Sawyer sat in the seat.
Sorry it took sooo long, it's not easy to write these everyday with school, homework, horseriding and stuff.