"I hope you all have finished reading Wuthering Heights and are ready to submit your papers. We'll-.." As Mr. Henderson, the English teacher spoke to the class, he was interrupted by Brooke Davis walking in... Late again... "So kind of you to join us Miss. Davis" said Mr. Henderson flatly looking over his glasses. "Oh!! My pleasure Mr. Henderson" joked Brooke, tilting her head to a side and smiling innocently. The class laughed and the teacher shook his head. "Well Miss. Davis, as you have been late for almost class for the last few weeks, I am guessing it was because you got so absorbed in Brontë that you didn't hear the class bell ring...right?"... Before Brooke could give any witty replies, he interrupted "So let's hear you read your favourite part from it." said Mr. Henderson, knowing very well she must not have read it yet. Brooke nervously tucked her hair behind her ear,opened a marked page in the book and read ,"You teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you - they'll damn you. You loved me - what right had you to leave me? What right - answer me - for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have no broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! would you like to lie with your soul in the grave? "
Somewhere in between her expressions turning grave. Mr. Henderson raised his eyebrows in surprise "would have never picked you as someone who would like such dark words." "I donno... Most romance novels we read are fairytale-ish... I feel this one just shows the other real side of the coin... Umm... You know... How a love too deep can destroy you, make you vengeful and full of hatred.." she shrugged and said dryly. Peyton watched from the corner of her eye as Lucas' brows furrowed and eyes squinted deep in thought...
" Scott!!!" yelled Whitey in between the game. Both the brothers looked up."Not the married one... The one gawking at the cheerleaders... Lucas!!! If cheerleading looks more lucrative than basketball to you, we can get you a skirt and ask Davis to audition you for her team." coach Whitey Durham said controlling his laughter. Lucas smiled bashfully and scratched his head. Peyton blushed. Haley stared at her friend, and decided to talk to Lucas later.
At Karen's Cafe Brooke sat as usual enjoying her brownie and talking while Karen and Haley worked. "Ummmh... A piece of heaven" she closed her eyes and licked her lips. Karen smiled at how she reacts everytime, as if tasting it for the first time. "Oh by the way, I am going appartement hunting today." Haley looked up "huh!!! Finally... Finally you are coming back to your senses and getting rid of Rachel" she said rolling her eyes. Brooke giggled "Oh come on tutorwife ! She ain't that bad... She just likes to have a little fun" Brooke winked. As Brooke was leaving her mouth fell open looking at the figure standing in front of her... "oh my God! Andy the cute Professor!!" she squeaked. Karen turned sharply towards the sound and froze at the sight.
Lucas sat in Peyton's bed, reading Hemingway. Peyton peeked through the bathroom door, "Hey Luke, I really want to do something fun today." Lucas smiled, "sure Peyt, your wish is my command" "Awesome! Let's go to a club or something. I want to dance with you till I can't feel my legs anymore." she puts her arms aro around his neck and kisses him. Lucas looks at her with a smile "Mmmh... Date it is then..."
"Hey bitch!! We're have you been Brooking around lately??" Rachel asked as she dropped on Brooke's bed. Brooke looked up from her assignment. "Huh!! Funny... I have to prepare for 3 shows by a month, I am running late on my assignment submissions, and I think I am failing high school" "Oh cut it out with the drama already... I'll help you with the assignments." Rachel shrugged as she sat up. "Really you would??" Brooke asked, surprised. " Only if we go and have some fun after that." said Rachel with a smirk. Brooke squeaked with excitement " Yay!, Awesome!! Sounds fun!!!.. Date it is then..."
By eight in the evening Rachel had surprisingly helped Brooke complete her assignments. They helped pick of clothes for each other and got other dresses. Rachel had put on a gray tube top with geometrical patterns on it which ended just above her navel and a low waist denim skirt, her red mane silky and straight. Brooke wore a beige off-shoulder body con dress, paired it with a belt and high boots, the brunette hair pulled up in a sleek ponytail. This was her first night out since Bevin's party. She looked herself in the mirror and found herself a little nervous.
The last two parties she had attended didn't really turn out well for her. . She had recently broken up with Lucas. Every part of her body ached so bad that she couldn't breathe. So, Rachel took her out for drinks and set her up with a blind date. Love and loyalty had just caused her pain. So she fell into her old ways and had an affair with her blind date and continued it even after he turned out to be her English teacher, Nick chavez. He later turned out to be a cheating bastard. Facing cheating and betrayal again, every pain she had been trying to drown had floated back again. She had promised herself then that she would not let herself fall back into her pattern again. Then at Bevin's Party she received the tragic news of Nancy passing away. Thinking about Nancy made her sad again. She pulled herself back from her sadness and remimded herself.. Its just a night out... I'll drink less, no boys and won't let Rachel hook me up with anyone... It's just a night out..."You look like a cheap old whore and staring into the mirror won't change it, so move your fat ass" Rachel slapped her ass pulling her out of her thoughts... "owwh.. You Slut!!!!!" Brooke shrieked as she rubbed her stinging glutes. "you are not hooking me up with anyone this time Rach" warned Brooke. "suit yourself... now Move it." Rachel laughed as the left the house.
Brooke and Rachel entered the pub they usually hangout in. Fake ID's work well here, she was a regular so she had befriended the bartenders, and Brooke's charm worked like magic on any bartender Anyways. As Rachel took a seat on their regular spot, Brooke went to the bar to get them some drinks. She flirted her way through the crowd and reached the bar... "Hey Dave!!!!! Wassup buddy???" she shouted to the African American bartender. " Eyy girl, wassup!!! Long time no see" "yeah had been a little busy. But I missed you so much that I had to leave everything and come to you." Brooke joked with him. Dave laughed and shook his head "yeah right!!!! So what can I get you???" " two dirty mirtinis.. .. Thanx" Brooke requested with a smile. Dave stirred up two dirty martinis for Brooke and handed it to her " on the house" he said with a big smile. Brooke carefully made her way towards their table. She rolled her eyes seeing her red head friend already surrounded with a bunch of guys. As she reached the table Rachel introduced her to the guys. They chatted up a bit one of them offered them to buy a drink which they agreed to. Rachel went to dance with the guy while Brooke sat and enjoyed her drink.
Quite a few guys came up to her. Some tried to buy her a drink,she showed them a full glass. Some flirted with her, she shot them down with sass. Some asked her for a dance like a gentleman, them she refused gently. Brooke found herself missing hanging out with Hales and Nate, and she found herself thinking about Karen, what might have happened with Andy after she left... She would happily exchange this Martini with a cup of coffee right now. But then she thought about how good a friend Rachel has been to her lately. When Peyton stabbed her in her heart she didn't except anything else from anyone else. But Rachel had been there for her in her very own way. Rachel was a person she would have never considered as a friend ever, however when things turned grave Rachel tried to pull her up. She had been trying to help her through the break up in her own bitchy sassy way, Rachel would repeat her again and again that she had fallen out of love with Lucas. Listening to it time and again sometimes helped Brooke believe it too. She felt a little guilty about not enjoying her company right now. She decided to forget everything and enjoy tonight. Have a little innocent fun.
Rachel came to their table for a drink. She was talking about the hot guy she was dancing and how she was going to score with this hottie tonight when Brooke noticed her glaring somewhere behind her. Brooke turned back to see who it was. It was Lucas walking into the pub... With Peyton in his arms... They were talking and laughing about something. Looking do deeply in love. Brooke thought of all the times she had been in Lucas' arm, in this pub. In fact they had their first date in this very same pub. Rachel looked at her sympathetically. Brooke washed down her cocktail at once and then took the other one from Rachel's hand and drank it too. Then she snatched one from the tray of a passing waiter chugged it down too...
She stood up with an empty glass un her hand... "Oh I need so many more of these.."