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Lucas opened his mouth to say something smart to Brooke but she had ran after Nathan before he could.

Peyton ran up the bleachers, "What was that all about?"

"Nathan was threatening me to stay away from Brooke," Lucas said upset, "That was after I caught him staring at her."

"What's the big deal?" Peyton asked, "You ARE with me. You shouldn't have to be around Brooke and if Nathan wants to get screwed over let him."

Lucas looked at her with one of those 'are you stupid' looks, "He's my brother Peyton that just isn't right. You don't date brothers!"

Peyton pushed him hard enough for him to hit the seat behind him.

"What was that for?!?" Lucas yelled.

"I was with Nathan for a long time. Maybe being with you is just too wrong," Peyton walked away from him as well.

Brooke was running after Nathan, "Nathan!! Wait!! Wait!! Or just slow down!!" She had to stop to catch her breath. He was faster than her.

Nathan heard Brooke calling after him then suddenly she stopped. He turned around and saw her hunched over. He jogged to her, "Davis you aren't the runner are you?"

Brooke looked up holding her side, "I jog not run," she hit him in the stomach. "What was that about back there? What did Lucas do now?"

Nathan shook his head. He wasn't telling her about her ex-boyfriend, his brother, catching him staring at her. "It's nothing. He was being a jerk and I called him on it. I'm your friend Brooke."

Brooke smiled, "You are so sweet Nathan," she kissed his cheek. "Remember those gallantly efforts when you get another girlfriend. That will help you get laid," she chuckled.

Nathan shook his head, "You are such a guy Brooke Davis."

"I know, now let's go to Karyn's and pick up my order before Lucas and WhoreHo get there." Brooke said linking arms with him.

Nathan smiled, "Of course." He walked her to Karyn's, "I'll just wait out here. I really don't feel like talking to Karyn tonight.

Brooke nodded and walked inside, "Karyn is my order ready?"

Karyn looked at Brooke when she walked in. She looked so happy. Truth was she was worried about the girl she thought of like a daughter. "Yes I have it right here." She put the large sack on the table, "It's on me."

Brooke looked at her funny, "Karyn you can't do that. It's okay."

"No no, it's my way of applogizing for my 'special' son," Karyn smiled, "No matter what Brooke you can always stop by here. I don't mind kicking my son out for you." She grinned.

"Thanks Karyn. I'd never ask that but it means a lot," Brooke reached over the counter and hugged her. She took the bag and waved before she left.

Nathan had been watching the scene from the sidewalk. He watched Brooke came out, "She seemed really nice."

"Yeah she basically called Lucas a jerk," Brooke smiled, "She's always been like the mother I never had. Though I never really had one," she chuckled.

Nathan put his arm around her waist, "I'd trade Lucas for you, thought that would make you my sister. You can't have sex dreams about your sister. I take that trade back."

Brooke laughed, "You are a dirty boy Nathan Scott."

"I know I know," Nathan smiled proudly. He looked over at her. He loved to see her smile and her laugh melted him. But why? They were just friends, bearly even that. She was always his wife's best friend, his brother's girlfriend. Nothing more. Truth be told if he was Lucas and caught him staring at Brooke like that he'd be upset too. Should he be upset about Peyton? No he didn't have the feelings about Peyton Lucas claimed to have about Brooke.

Suddenly Nathan said, "I gotta get home."

Brooke's face fell, "I bought dinner," she said, "Like enough for you."

"Really?" Nathan smiled then shook his head, "No I can't. I've got to cram for a test. I'll call you later." Before she could respond he ran off.

Brooke stood there confused. "What just happened?" She asked aloud.

Rachel came up behind her, "Running off another Scott boy now?" She had witnessed most of it.

"Shut up slut," Brooke said, "I don't even know what I did to make him leave."

"Uh you were Brooke Davis. Nathan probaly ran off to be with Peyton," Rachel smiled.

Brooke hit her in the arm, "You aren't to say that name. She's WhoreHo and don't you forget it. I've got food, come on let's go home and you can put back on that 200 pounds instantly.

Sorry it was so short but I needed a little filler here...read and review!!