A/N - Wow, thanks for the great reviews. Seriously, they all made me smile. Okay, this is the first full length multi-chapter story that I'm doing that is totally from Brooke's POV. So I hope it turns out good. PLEASE REVIEW CHAPTER 2!
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I Hate To Love You
Chapter 2 -
I pull my jacket closer to my body as the cold winter air nips me. Winter used to always be my favorite time of the year. Me and Luke always had a blast. On the occasion that it snowed, and snowed enough to get a snow day off from school, we'd go in his or my backyard and build a lopsided snowman.
In fourth grade I declared that it was biased and made a snowwoman. He just would shake his head and smile.
I sigh as I see Lucas get out of his car in the garage next to me. He stares at me but doesn't say a word. It's times like these I wish we were in elementary school again. I take my gaze off of him and walk up to my house.
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"I can't believe you're crying over that..."
"Shut up, Nate. It's her favorite show." Peyton defends me.
"It's true." Haley adds.
The four of us are sitting in my room watching an 'OC' marathon. They all hate the show so that's my way of torturing them.
"Okay, but to cry? That's just...wow." He says pretending to be speechless. I throw my pillow at him but it misses because he dodges.
I wipe my eyes before walking over to the DVD player. "Alright, who's ready for the season four premiere?" I ask as if they have a choice.
"I really don't think we have an option." Nathan says as I put in disc one of my season four box set.
"Oh c'mon Nate, don't you wanna find out what happens after Marissa dies?"
"I think I can live."
"Well too bad, you're gonna find out."
Just then the doorbell rings.
"Thank god." Nathan mumbles.
"Nope, you're not out of it. We'll watch it when I get back upstairs. Here," I toss him the episode guide. "Study this." He looks at the flimsy booklet, confused. I giggle and leave my room.
My mom had an unexpected business meeting so I invited the gang over. We do that sorta thing often at each of our houses.
The door bell rings again.
"Looks like somebody's impatient." I mutter as I open the door. "Oh...it's you...um hi?"
It's Lucas Scott. I can honestly say I'm shocked. And how dare he interrupt my OC marathon?
"Hi...um...are you busy?"
"Well...um...sorta." I say remembering my friends who are upstairs.
"Right. Um, well I just wanted to see if tomorrow was good for you..."
"Tomorrow?" What the hell is he talking about. Tomorrow?
"Yeah...for the project?"
"Oh, the project, right...Tomorrow?..." I ponder the thought and pretend that I might be busy tomorrow. Of course I'm not.
"If tomorrow's not good then..."
"No, actually tomorrow's fine."
"Okay, so tomorrow...around two?"
"Yup, that's good." I say. We share an awkward goodbye and I close the door. Secretly I watch from the window as he walks back to his house.
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"Who was that?" Haley asks once I reach my bedroom.
"Oh nobody...somebody for my mom." I lie.
"Oh."
"Yeah, so Nate, you ready for more OC?" I say with a smirk.
They all sigh.
I feel that way about spending tomorrow with Lucas. So I'll let them suffer, too.
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I glance in my full length mirror again. It's one-forty and Lucas should be coming over quite soon. I don't know why I'm so nervous. Well not nervous, well...I don't really know how to explain it.
It's not like I don't know the guy. It's just he's changed. We barely talk anymore and now somehow I got stuck doing this stupid project with him.
I brush my fingers through my slightly wavy brown hair. Crap, it's a bit frizzy today. Oh well.
"Brooke." Great, my mother, just what I need. "You've been standing in front of that mirror for at least a half hour. What's going on? Aren't you supposed to be meeting Nathan and the girls?"
"No, mom. Plans changed." I sigh not looking at her.
"Oh I see. So what's on today's agenda?"
"Oh...nothing." I mumble. "Lucas is coming over."
"Lucas?" My mother is suddenly interested in what I'm doing.
"Yes, mom. Lucas."
"Oh, so you two are finally friends again?"
"No. It's just for an assignment for Social Studies. Nothing more."
"Okay, if you insist. But I still don't get why you two aren't friends anymore. It's a shame if you ask me."
"Well I didn't ask you." I snap at her and roll my eyes.
"Sorry, sweetie. I'll go and leave you alone. I'll be at work. If ya need anything give me a call." I sigh of relief as she walks out of my room. Unfortunately, she returns within a matter of seconds.
"Oh by the way, the hair looks great, honey." She then disappears.
I shake my head, she'll never learn.
I check my outfit before leaving my room. Cute sweater. Cute mini-skirt. Cute Uggs. Okay, I think I'll be good.
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The door bell finally rings. I make sure everything's in its place before getting up to answer the door.
"Hey." I say awkwardly. Suddenly I'm at loss for words. Before he had shown up, I had a million things in my head I'd say to him if we were still friends. But now seeing him, they all disappeared.
"Hey. So, um, let's get started."
"Yeah." I close the door behind him as he walks into the kitchen. He still remembers his way around my house.
"You coming?" He calls.
"Yeah." I quickly follow.
This will be great.
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A/N - Okay, so I'll leave it there. If ya wanna find out what will happen when they spend time together REVIEW.
Since I updated soooo fast, please REVIEW.
THANKS,
Melissa.
(BTW, the new chapter of A Bad Dream will be up shortly. As well as a new chappy of Living In A Lie!)
