"do you miss me peyton?' he asked
Who the hell does he think he is .. to be asking me that… like I have been pining over him for all this time
"well peyton do you miss me " He repeated
I sighed
"which Lucas are you talking about? "
"Peyton…what are you talking about"
"there are two lucas" I said
"there's Lucas my goodfriend"
"and there's also lucas the ass"
"which one do you miss " Lucas said
" I miss Lucas my good friend " I said which is true because lucas the ass got on my last fucken nerves
"what about lucas the ass" He asked
"I don't even want to know him" I said
"oh…"
"well I got to get going"
"where ?" he asked
"home " I said
"which is…"
"here… in tree hill" I say
"you brought a house"
"no my dad brought the house I was in when we were close"
"okay…. Peyton …"
"yeah… "
"wanna have dinner with me…."
"uh…."
" not just the two of us"
" I mean you , me .my girlfriend and I will introduce you to someone"
"no…"
"peyton please"
" I mean don't introduce me to someone but for dinner sure ill come …can I bring someone"
"sure.." Lucas said
"I'lll see you then I guess" I said
"okay…"Lucas said
I left the river court and I think he is just like the old lucas he didn't change ….unlike me … I changed… and to tell you the truth I don't know if I like this peyton better than the old one… I just know.. I have a great life and a great boyfriend ….
So I come home and he smiles at me and we basiclly make out the rest of the night
So the next day I ask Julien if he want to come to dinner with me and Lucas and his girlfriend and he says sure but what is he going as a friend or my boyfriend
"your going as my boyfriend the guy who has my whole heart " I say
"okay…" he said and kissed me
And I got ready I had to get Julian approval though since he said that or he wouldn't go
So I tried on about 5 dresses before he said that one was good to be worn in front of my ex-boyfriend ..
Lucas said that he lived in the same house with his girlfriend named Lindsay something …
So Julien drove but I gave him directions and we knocked on the door …
