Brooke:
"20 more pages and you are all mine" I smirked at Lucas and he grinned back.
"Sounds like I am in danger"
"Oh and you would love to know how much" I smirked.
Lucas licked his lip and grinned again.
"Keep reading cheery girl" he said and started to run for practice.
I really was getting my date and as far as I was concerned it didn't need to end up after I won the bet. Lucas seemed like a decent guy, something this school was lacking in. And he could be mine.
Nathan was not a step closer to victory as a week before in Peyton's car. Haley still was his tutor and she didn't even think about getting to know him.
"Want to hang out?" Nathan asked me after practice and I smiled softly. Normally I would have said yes, anytime, but all that stood in my way to Lucas were 20 pages.
"I can't" I whispered.
"Why not?" he whispered back obviously making fun of me.
"Well I have to…" I started as Lucas walked by.
"So how long do you need for 20 pages?" he asked.
"Give me like an hour" I smirked and he leaned closer.
"What about getting your reward tonight than" he smiled.
"Sounds like a plan" I whispered at him in my husky voice and he winked at me.
"I pick you up at 8" he said as he left.
"You have to read…oh I get it" Nathan stormed off angry.
That wasn't how I planned it to turn out: Nathan being mad at me for nothing.
Nathan:
Great bet we started there, my friend has no time for me because of it.
I hated Lucas by the second. And I was sure it was because he took away my friend.
Brooke:
I was wearing my favorite shirt and my low cut jeans.
"Hey gorgeous" I greeted him at the door.
"Hello pretty girl" he smiled at me and leaded me to his car.
"Where are we driving?" he asked and I told him.
"You are beating my ass up in this game" he said as I once again scored in pool.
"Well maybe you didn't drink enough" I said and ordered two beers with the fake IDs I had made.
"As long as you don't feel cheated" he said and took his first sip.
"That's just the thing before the thing" I whispered in his ear and took his hand, leading him into the hall.
Nathan:
I have known where to find Brooke; I just didn't expect her kissing this jerk. My blood froze. I didn't need to see this.
Brooke:
I couldn't believe he was such a great kisser. I breathed heavily as we broke apart for a moment.
"This book, totally worth reading" I grinned and he nodded as I pulled him closer into another kiss.
Nathan:
I went out the bar into the cold of the night and start walking towards the street. I had no plan where I wanted to go or where I wanted to end up. I needed to walk this one off. I needed to get this picture out of my head. It was not that she was winning. At least normally I was doing okay, even if she won. Something was getting to me here, and I had no clue what it was. Lost in my thoughts I looked up and saw a diner. Well I can as well spend my evening there, I decided. As I walked in I was positively surprised. Haley was working there.
"Not you" she said as she saw me walk in.
"Well I'm a paying customer" I pointed out but she seemed to ignore that.
"We have to close" she just said.
"Just a coke" I said in a weak voice and she stopped with her anger and hesitated for a minute.
"Okay, one coke" she whispered and gave me a glass and a bottle.
"Hard day?" she wondered in a nice voice of her only heard by Lucas until now I bet.
"You can say so" I muttered.
"School?" she said again and rolled her eyes at her own stupidity.
"Not really" I whispered and looked up "I thought math doesn't care"
"Yeah but I tutor you in history" she smiled softly and I felt that this bet wasn't entirely lost for me.
"So you are my psychologist now" I wondered.
"Maybe" she said and looked at me "you don't seem to be happy"
She was so right about that.
Brooke:
Knowing someone whose parents actually cared to get a curfew was amazing. He walked me home and gave me a goodnight kiss.
"So you don't feel cheated, right?" he asked.
"No totally not" I smiled and kissed him again.
"Does your arm hurt?" I wondered and he shook his head.
I was surprised that he really got the tattoo, but well he surprised me a lot in the past few days.
"See you tomorrow pretty girl" he said and walked away.
I started to like that bet. I mean maybe my price would be a happy relationship with this guy.
I put my phone out and dialed Nathan's number.
Nathan:
Haley just closed Karen's café and told me that she sees me tomorrow. Before I started walking she grabbed my hand and said that everything will be okay, as long as I believed it would.
Then she left.
I noticed an incoming call from Brooke and picked up.
"What's up?"
She asked if I wanted to meet now and watch a movie and though my stomach ached at the idea to be with her after she made out with Lucas something inside me wanted to be near her, so I said "sure".
So I drove by her house to pick her up and as she came towards the car I had to think about the spots that he touched and my temper was rising.
She had her favorite shirt on and I loved those jeans on her. How could I get so angry and emotional?
"Hey Nate" she said and sat down beside me.
"Hey" I pressed between my teeth.
Brooke:
"Are you alright?" I asked.
"Sure" he still pressed the words between his teeth and I couldn't explain why.
He didn't say anything more and just started the car. The engine roared.
The beach house was empty except for us.
"What movie you want to see?" I wondered but he just sat down the couch and looked puzzled.
"I don't care" he said so I just sat down beside him.
I turned the TV on and pressed play, because I knew there was some friends DVD in there.
"Friends again" he moaned.
"Nathan tell me what is wrong" I pleaded but he just shook his head put his arm around me and faked a smile.
"I'm fine Davis and now will you watch Ross say Rachel now instead Emily?" he muttered and I moved closer to him.
"Alright" I muttered.
Nathan:
Brooke was breathing evenly in my arm. I looked at her and saw her perfect lips and her dark hair being a contrast to her porcelain skin. And that's when it hit me. That's where all the anger was coming from and the reason my stomach ached every time she was with him.