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ecstasy – n. rapturous delight

"Well, well, P. Sawyer. I had this insane dream that Jake Jagielski showed up at our door last night," Brooke said from the vanity where she was doing her hair. "You two made out and he barely acknowledged my existence then I had to sleep on the couch because I was too afraid of what was going on in the bedroom. Oh wait, that wasn't a dream, was it?" Brooke turned her head and gave Peyton one of her ever famous glares.

Slowly, a smile crept across Peyton's face and she covered it up with the sheet. "Yeah, it might've gone something like that," she confessed. She hadn't seen Jake in a week and him showing up at her doorstep had been nothing less than amazing. He had given Brooke a meek wave as he held Peyton's love handles, completely comfortable with PDA.

"Well Peyton, even though I never would've guessed you two would've gotten back together after all this, I'm happy for you." Brooke stood up and smoothed out her new shirt. "So, I'll be in the kitchen making breakfast. Get your ass out there after you put some clothes on!" Brooke grabbed the first piece of clothing she could and chucked it at Peyton who was still mostly naked under the covers. The blonde just laughed and smiled, because no emotion besides ecstasy would come.

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Haley rubbed her temples as she slowly got out of bed with a hangover that would make Lindsay Lohan jealous. There was a hot cup of coffee waiting by her bedside, and Nathan was in the living room waiting for her to wake up so they could take a shower.

Haley took a small sip, careful not to burn her tongue and shuffled to the couch,

"Hey, baby," she said, giving Nathan a lingering kiss. "Thanks for taking care of me."

"Anytime. I'd do anything for you, wifey." Haley smiled whenever she heard his voice say that. Married life was amazing.

"Race you to the shower!" Haley put down her coffee and zoomed into the bathroom, but non-hung over Nathan picked her up by the waist to move her aside and beat her there.

"No fair!" Haley groaned like a little kid. "But I guess it's only right that I give you a reward." She raised her eyebrows and slid her fingers between Nathan's waist and the elastic of his boxers. At the same time Nathan slid Haley's nightshirt off. "Oh Nathan," Haley moaned.

"Come here," he whispered. He held her body close to his for a second before giving into temptation and kissing her neck. The couple stumbled into the shower and turned the water to hot, even though Nathan was pretty sure he needed it to be the exact opposite of that.

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"Yo Luke!" Skills called out to Lucas from outside Lucas' door.

"Skills, do you know what time it is?" Luke got out of bed and unlocked his door. The sun was barely up and after a hard first day of practice, he was looking forward to sleeping in.

"Dawg, this is important!" Skills sat down on a chair in the corner as Luke pulled on a sweatshirt.

"What? Did T-Pain coin the word 'dawg' and now you can't use it?" Lucas laughed as his own joke but stopped when he noticed Skills was being serious for the first time in the 20 years they had known each other.

"It's Bev. She follows me everywhere! And she calls me every ten minutes when I'm not home just to see how I'm doing. Not that I don't love her man, but something funky's going on." Skills took a deep breath.

"Skills! You had to wake me up for that? Maybe she's just feeling detached from you or something. Make her a nice dinner and…you know." Luke eyed the bed and nodded toward Skills.

"But that's just it, dawg! She won't do it anymore; one night she just stopped. We'll be making out on the couch for hours but when its time for bed she'll just stop!"

"PMS?" Luke suggested. Skills frowned. Whatever was up with his girlfriend had been going on a little long to be PMS.

"Maybe, just maybe, I should talk to her about it," Skills said.

"You couldn't have figured that out on your own?" Luke beat his pillow against his head then whipped it at Skills. "Get out of here so I can go back to bed, man!"

"Ight, bye man." Skills shut the door and left his friend to go back to his wet dream about that certain girl.

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"Bevin! Get in here; we need to talk." Skills sat down on the couch and waited for Bev to get out of the bedroom.

"Hey baby! Where'd you go? I missed you!" She placed a kiss on Skills' cheek and cuddled up next to him.

"Bevin! I'm a man! A strong man!" Skills bellowed. He wanted to make it known that he was in control here and she needed to lay off a bit.

"You got that right, baby." She felt Skills' muscle and kissed it. This wasn't exactly what he had planned.

"What's up with you Bevin?" Skills came right out and asked the question he'd been wanting to know the answer to for about a month. Her behavior was different in those four weeks than it had been for the four years they were dating.

"Well, not much. I'm probably going to buy my books later. What about you?"

Typical Bevin. "No, I mean why've you been all…clingy and shit lately? And mood swings! Baby, I've never seen anyone go from so angry to so happy in such a short amount of time like you did the other day."

Bevin's smile quickly changed into a scowl and she stood up from the couch. "So you don't want to live together anymore? 'Cause I'm always around? Skills, you're so ridiculous!" She stormed into the bedroom and locked the door.

"Baby, what? No!" Skills followed her and pounded on the bedroom door. He could here her muffled cries. This was going to be a lot harder than Skills had thought.