Hey hey hey everybody. I hope you like my story so far, and this one is longer. More meaningful too, but more towards the end. Thanks so much to everyone for reviews so far. They mean so much. Love, Loryn.

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It's not fair. She always got what she want. But it was mostly because she stole it from Brooke.

"Brooke? Hello?" Rachel waved her hand in front Brooke's face.

When Brooke didn't say anything for a while Rachel followed her glare and saw Peyton kissing Lucas. Not just a peck on the cheek or the lips for that matter. Full make out session right there in the middle of the dining hall.

"Brooke I'm sure this isn't what it looks like," Rachel whispered to her friend.

"It's exactly what it looks like," Brooke said putting on a fake smile and started walking to go get food.

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"Peyton, what the hell?" Lucas pushed Peyton away, appalled.

"Sorry," Peyton said shoving her hair out of her face. "Just an urge I had," Peyton added looking around for a hurt Brooke. But she wasn't successful. Brooke was as happy and jolly as ever. Never mind. Peyton could read her like a book. It was all fake. She was hurt. Peyton had done her job. No she didn't. What was she doing? Brooke was her best friend. Ok well maybe the "was" in the last sentence explained a whole lot.

"Oh my god," Lucas was looking at Brooke too. "She saw that didn't she?" Luke asked.

"I'm not sure," Peyton walked away towards Brooke. "Hey Brooke," Peyton started.

"Whore," was all Brooke said, but the way she said it, with all the hurt in her voice mad Peyton cringe.

"I am so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. Brooke, me and you, we were so close. What happened?"

"You happened, Peyton. I was in love with him. I am in love with him. But you were just so jealous that you had to take him from me. You had to take everything from me," Brooke's voice was cold.

"Brooke, you'll forgive me, right? Someday?" Peyton was desperate. This was Brooke, best friend since 3rd grade, Brooke.

"I don't think that's possible, Peyton," Brooke said paying for her meal as she and Rachel walked away.

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Lucas watched the whole thing from afar. Did Brooke hate Peyton now all because she said that she loved him? As Brooke came closer it was more apparent that she was crying. He knew this was big, when did Brooke Davis ever cry while people were present. He blocked her path and held her in his arms. She struggled at first throwing her fists at his chest, pounding as hard as she could. Luke closed his eyes as the pain began to build. But he stuck it out because he loved her. Finally the pounding stopped and she went limp in his arms.

"Shhh, it's ok. It's going to be alright," He whispered in her ear as he pulled her hair out of her face.

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Haley and Nathan were eating when the saw the catastrophe unfold. Brooke and Peyton fighting, Brooke speed walking away while crying, Lucas catching her in his arms. The horror of it all was that she knew Brooke was felt safe right now, like nothing could ever touch her again. Haley ran without thinking. Her best friend was crying and needed comfort. Even though Lucas is nice, Haley knew a girl was always good to rant to.

"Brooke," Haley hugged her friend while she was still in Lucas's arms. "Lets get you out of here," Haley suggested to Brooke and Lucas at the same time. Lucas nodded and carried Brooke in his arms like a baby.

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She felt so fragile and helpless in his arms. He didn't know where they were going, but he knew he needed to get her out of the hostile environment like Haley had so pleasantly suggested. To everyone's disgust Rachel followed.

"Rachel, I don't think you should be here," Haley commented.

"Why not? I have been more of a friend to Brooke lately than any of you," Rachel snottily replied.

Haley didn't answer back. She knew it was true as much as she wanted to deny it. Haley hadn't been much of a friend to Brooke. But now she wishes she was. Maybe it was Haley that didn't belong here.

"Then maybe I should go," Haley said quietly.

"Haley, please don't go," they all heard Brooke muffle.

"Ok, I won't."

"Brooke, how are you? Are you alright? What happened?" Lucas bombarded her with questions.

"Luke, calm down. Let's get her back to her dorm and then we can ask her questions," Haley made everything better.

"Not back to our dorm. Peyton might come back while were there," Rachel quickly said.

"Yeah you're right, let's go to my dorm," Haley said walking in front of everyone to lead the way.

"Haley, um... maybe we could take her by the lake," Rachel suggested when she saw the sunset hitting the water.

"Oh, ok," Haley said. "But uh, can I talk to Brooke for a second."

Lucas whispered in Brooke's ear that he'd be right back as he set her in the grass.

"Brooke, I don't want you or Lucas getting hurt in this situation. I love you both, but Brooke you can't keep hurting him. Unless your planning on going back out with him, don't lead him on by going to the river and sitting with and letting him play with your hair, don't hurt him again," Haley said pacing.

"Oh, so now I see what you think of me," Brooke said getting up and wiping her face. "Just tell them I left," she said heading towards her dorm.

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"The sunset does look gorgeous, Rachel," Lucas said sitting down on the dock. This was probably his favorite place on campus, the dock. He could write here, and just sit here and think. It was so quiet that it made him think of Brooke, how she was so loud, but those two things were both things that he loved.

"Yeah it is. When I was little, I used to live right by the Atlantic Ocean. I lived in Connecticut. I loved waking up every morning at exactly 5:07 in the morning when it was pitch black so by the time I had gotten some hot cocoa and a lawn chair and blanket, the sun had just started rising. I would walk down to the docks and set my lawn chair down. Pull my blanket over me so it covered everything but my face, and just drank my hot cocoa. It was like a dream whenever I woke up. People would always ask me how I got up so early. I told them because. But my real answer was that, that sunrise was the only thing in my life that was stable, I could always count on it to be there," Rachel quickly wiped a tear away.

"It sounds heavenly," Lucas said his voice dreamy. "I had always imagined mine and Brooke's life together after highschool. It always included a sunrise. We would wake up, grab some coffee. Watch it, go to work, come home, watch the sunset. It seemed perfect when I just thought of it like that. But I knew it could never be that way. Anyways me and Brooke aren't really happening anymore incase you didn't notice," Lucas fighting the tears.

"Luke, I hope you know that she really loves you. I don't care what she tells you, she really does. But admitting it to herself is the hardest thing right now," Rachel was trying to cheer him up when Haley came down looking sad.

"Hales, what's wrong?" Luke asked walking up to her. "Where's Brooke?"

"Just tell them I left," Haley's thoughts went back to what Brooke said. "She left, she wanted to get some sleep," Haley added on the white lie.

"Oh yeah, she probably needs it," Lucas said.

"So Rachel, what happened with Peyton and Brooke. Why was Brooke so upset?" Haley intervened.

"I don't know. Peyton was just asking Brooke to forgive her. For what? I have no idea," Rachel shrugged.

"I have a slight idea," Haley said looking at Lucas.

"Me. What do I have to do with this?" Lucas asked.

"Lucas don't play dumb. They both love you. They fight over you daily, but it has gotten to Brooke so bad that she won't talk to her best friend that she has known for years and years. Lucas you need to choose and you need to choose fast, you can't toy around with both of them," Haley replied sternly.

Lucas stayed quiet. He loved Brooke, didn't he? Did he? He did. He loved her, with all his heart, except for one small space that will always stay there with one name written on it. Peyton.

"I love Brooke."

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