Chapter 3

So you all voted which I thank you immensely for, and the majority went with option B, so here is the continuation of this story, from the help of you guys. I'm really enjoying writing this, thank you. I will be again quite busy next week so please don't presume for a really fast update xo

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Lucas nodded but couldn't help his mind from drifting to the feeling that he had just felt which was very similar to what Brooke had felt. Again decisions invaded his mind, two options again evident. One, he could lean in and go for it, taking action of the feeling. Resulting in two options, that she responds and something could develop, or that he messed up and just infatuated a dream rather than reality. Two, he could leave the feeling in the back of his mind and see how things unravel. Which one to choose?

See how things unravel was the one that knocked out the rest of the choices. The risk of going for it and the kiss being a mistake on Lucas' part was a risk too severe to even try. Lucas looked over at Brooke who was looking at him quizzically, biting her bottom lip which Lucas found both very endearing and very sexy. Shaking his head, ridding his mind of his thoughts, he once again smirked his 'infamous Scott boy smirk' at the brunette sitting opposite him, and said, "Thanks for the ride Brooke, again I really appreciate it."

"Lucas, its fine really, I was coming back here anyway. Look I bet your mom is worried so just go there and relax her heart by coming back to her." Brooke replied, her eyes locked on the striking cobalt that was searing through Lucas' eyes. Then her gaze moved to Lucas' mouth as he smiled and left out a soft chuckle; probably the vision of this scenario playing out in his head. Maybe this ride offer wasn't a bad decision on Brooke's behalf.

"Yeah, guess I'll see you at school on Monday. Bye Brooke." Lucas said softly and opened the door on the passenger side, smiling warmly at Brooke when he left, walking the rest of the two minutes to his house.

"See you around stranger," Brooke whispered as she watched Lucas walk down the street back to his house. She left out a soft breath that she didn't realise she had held in, then started the ignition of the car and slowly driving away.

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The next morning Lucas awoke to the sound of the back door of the house, the door of his bedroom, being knocked on softly. Lucas groaned because after having a heated 'discussion' with his mother Karen, on the reasons as to why he was out so late for and why he didn't take his truck, had taken a toll of his mood, therefore making him quite grumpy this morning.

The knocking was still occurring and Lucas walked to the door and opened it, forgetting that he only had his boxers on, but there was no issue there; whoever was knocking this door was probably someone close to him anyway. He smiled when the probability of the last statement was correct and his best friend Haley James was standing before him smiling. She was wearing her signature 'Haley James' attire, a long flowing skirt showing colours of deep blue and green, and a neat vest top again a shade of deep blue, lighter than the skirt however. Her hair was flowing aimlessly on her shoulders, revealing soft honey blonde waves. In actual fact Haley James was very beautiful, she was a natural beauty, and even though she wasn't the typical high school girl, with her having exceedingly high grades, it was a quality that Lucas liked about her. She was still beautiful, no matter what she did.

"Hey Hales," Lucas voice was etched with the hint of huskiness, from just being woken up. He glanced at the clock that was on his bedside table quickly which read that he had exactly seven hours sleep, adequate.

"Hey Luke," she simply replied as she made her way into the room and pulled a disgusted face at the unmade bed, forgetting that he hasn't had time to make it been as though she woke him up. Settling for sitting on the chair next to his desk, Haley looked at Lucas who was in the middle of putting on his sweatpants when she said, "I saw you last night."

Lucas looked at his best friend both bewildered and confused at what Haley was talking about, however the soon realisation hit when she added the two simple words, "Brooke Davis." Now, it was a known fact in Tree Hill that Haley didn't have that much time held for Brooke Davis. One being because Haley thinks that Brooke is nothing more than a brainless slut, and two being that Haley just doesn't like her very much; although her dislike for Brooke and the titling of the 'brainless slut' and been made by a judgement, been as though they have never properly spoken to one another.

"Yeah Hales-" Lucas started but couldn't finish his sentence as Haley took over the conversation, that attribute of Haley unnerved him for some reason, he could never finish if Haley was mad at him, again a quality that Lucas didn't particularly like.

"I don't understand Lucas, what possessed you to get in a car with her? You don't even like her, you like Peyton." Haley stated, her voice a little more erratic at the fact that she watched her best friend get into a girl's car, the girl being someone who Haley has tried to make Lucas steer clear of, her being the 'brainless slut' and all.

"No, Haley I never said I didn't like Brooke, it's you who doesn't like her. So what? I got into a car with Brooke who was nice enough to offer me a ride home than let me walk. It was actually pretty nice."

Haley cocked her head to the right side; her eyes squinted, calculating what Lucas had just said. Her eyes then locked with Lucas', deep brown versus cobalt blue. "Did you just hear yourself Lucas? It was actually pretty nice. What was nice then? Was it the fact that she was draped over you for the entire ride?"

"No Hales she wasn't draped all over me. We actually had a nice conversation, it was different than I expected, and she's actually different than people say she is."

"Okay, I've had enough; to be honest I don't really care now. I need to go; I'm working at the café today." After Haley's dismissive statement, she walked out of Lucas' bedroom, leaving him both confused at what had just happened and upset at the fact that Haley thought so low of a person, especially them being another girl.

Deciding that he can't go back to sleep after a little spat between him and Haley, Lucas grabs his Keith Scott sweatshirt and pulls it over his head, and over his chest. Going into the bathroom to quickly wash his face and brush his teeth, his mind travelled over last night's events, especially the feelings that he had felt before he left the car. The infatuation of Brooke Davis was something that was unreal, she was an enigma.

His mind travelled over to the dream that he had last night too. Again the infatuation of Brooke was springing into his mind as he remembers that he didn't leave the car, he took action and it was right. It was passionate, lust filled, surreal. He was alive in the moment until his dream turned sour and the realisation of him being Lucas Scott, 'the bastard son', hit Brooke like a ton of bricks and she pulled away, screamed at him to get out as he took advantage of her. So, he did what she said, and he walked out of the car and down the street to his home. The wonderment of his dream then questioned to him, whether if he'd have actually taken action Brooke would've stopped because he was Lucas Scott, 'the bastard son.'

Lucas shook his head and scratched the back of his neck. He couldn't think like that, he didn't know the possible outcomes; he didn't even really know Brooke. Yeah, the car ride was an eye opener of an experience but that's only one, he needs more before he can take actual action.

He needed to get out, have some fresh air, and clear his head. Getting out of the bathroom, he quickly walked out his bedroom through the back door exit, not wanting to wake his mother Karen. The sun was brightly shining, it was a nice morning, and the weather that is, this morning for Lucas again hasn't been the nicest of mornings. He was heading back to the River Court, hoping to catch his guys friends, Mouth, Skillz, Junk and Fergie; the 'River Court guys.'

Walking past the streets down by the coast, Lucas listened to the wave's crash over the rocks next to the shore. It was calming for him, the sweet serene sound of the waves, it was peaceful, a place, a safe haven really to get away with all the troubles. And that's when he saw it, the girl sitting on the beach crying while watching the wave's crash over the shore. He walked closer to get a better glance at the girl to see who she is. One step closer and he could hear the soft crying more, it was vulnerable and heart wrenching, something he didn't want to listen to, but he didn't want to stop listening either.

He stared at the girl closer, and then he knew who she was. It was the same girl who he took a ride with last night, the same girl who seemed so confident, the girl who he felt a connection with after only one real conversation. It was Brooke Davis, brilliantly beautiful, crying softly while watching the waves take over the beach.

He didn't know what to do. Sure they had bonded, but it had been one car drive, one conversation; yet it had felt like they had had a million conversations like those before. Even though they had spoken it felt like they were friends for years, well to Lucas anyway. So again, decisions invaded Lucas' mind, one was overpowering the other at the moment, but the idea of him invaded a moment that he shouldn't be listening to was soon approaching the other decision to ask her what is wrong.

So, which one should he choose?

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