"Coop?" She asked, pounding on the bathroom door. "Coop! You almost done in there? Some of us out here have the need for a nice warm shower, and at the rate you're going, there won't be any hot water left!" She pounded again. "Coo-per! Open. This. Door."

Just then the door swung open, revealing a towel-clad Cooper. "Calm down, sweetheart. It's all yours." He smirked.

She glared at him. "Thanks." She replied sarcastically. "When I'm finished we need to talk, okay?"

"Yeah, no problem." He headed for the stairs. "And I expect some nice freshly fried eggs when I come down there!" She yelled after him jokingly.

He rolled his eyes. "Anything for you baby."

Peyton shed her robe and stepped into the shower. She gasped as the water that hit her was ice cold. "Cooper." She cursed under her breath. Nevertheless, she felt grimy and decided to continue on with her shower. She closed her eyes, letting the cold water consume her, and her thoughts flashed to a similar memory.

"Nathan!" She shrieked, stifling her giggles. "Nathan stop it! It's cold!" He splashed her again. "Nathan come on! It's freezing, and I'm soaked." He looked at her suggestively. "Yes you are." He winked. "I think a nice hot shower would warm you right up." She took his hand and they headed up stairs, giggling and tiptoeing, straight for the bathroom. Nathan stripped down and opened the shower door. "You coming?" he asked. She nodded, peeling off her dripping wet clothing.

"Nate?" Cooper called from the hallway. "Hey Nate! You home?" He knocked on the bathroom door. "Nate, you in there?" he pushed the door open, only to hear moaning coming from the shower. Cooper's eyes widened in shock, and he quickly shut the door before anyone had noticed him. Little did he know, someone had noticed him. But Peyton Sawyer didn't mind a show, or... atleast she hadn't then, but, like she said before, times have changed.

Peyton's eyes shot open, and she suddenly felt very self concious. She covered herself, as though someone else were in the room, but no one was. Cooper Lee had seen her naked, before she ever really knew him, and she hadn't thought twice about it, until now. Sure, now they were kinda sorta dating, but.. they hadn't been then, and it's kind of weird, right? Your then-boyfriend's uncle seeing you naked? And then suddenly, for the first time, it really hit her. She was dating her ex-boyfriend's uncle. She twisted the knob on the shower and the water ceased. She tossed her robe back on, pulling it tightly and headed downstairs.

She sniffed the air. "Mmmmm, something smells good." She smiled and sat down at the table.

"Two eggs, over easy." He announced, placing the plate in front of her on the table. "So," he said, sitting down across from her. "What did you want to talk about?"

Peyton choked on her eggs. She had originally wanted to talk about him about them becoming exclusive, but now, after thinking about it, maybe he was right. Maybe... just maybe, this is wrong. Maybe they shouldn't be together. Maybe the age difference is too much.

"I just... I.. don't know if this is working. Maybe you were right. Maybe we're just too different." She replied, tears that she didn't know she had welled up in her eyes.

"Wha-what? Peyt, I never said that. All I said was that maybe the age thing, maybe it would be... I don't know, but... I don't feel that way any more. I want us to be together." She smiled lightly.

"I know you do, and I thought I did too, but I've been doing some thinking..."

"Thinking when? In the 15 minutes that you were in the shower?" he demanded, starting to get a little angry.

"Cooper, please, don't do this, I like you, I do, but, l.."

"But what Peyton? Because when I brought this up last night you were more than happy with our whole situation and now suddenly you're against it? I don't get it, I thought you were happy with me." He replied sadly.

"I just think maybe we should take a break for a while, you know?"

" Yeah, fine, sure, whatever." He said avoiding eye contact.

"Coop..." she began.

"Peyt, I think maybe you should just go home... for now."

"Okay... I'll.. uh, call you later."

"Right, sure. Later." He sighed.

"Bye Coop." She said softly, exiting the house.

"Bye Peyt." He replied after she left, pulling a small box out of his pocket.