I once again apologise for the late update, i wasn't even planning on updating this one today but then i realized i only had a bit to add on the end and then it would be finished. I kind like this chapter though so let me know if you do! This is the only story i don't have some kinda plan for and i'm just writing whatever i think should happen as i go along with it! So if you have any ideas that would be great or if you want anything specific to happen! Thanks for the patience though guys, hope you enjoy it!
Lucas slammed his car door and double check that he'd locked it before heading up towards the front door, after the run in with Nathan he couldn't think of anything he'd rather do than put his feet up and pick up where he'd left off in the recent novel he was reading.
He lightly pushed the front door open, hoping that he'd beaten Brooke home from school and could slip into this room unnoticed and therefore avoid the latest tormenting she would probably have planned for him. What he didn't expect when he opened the door was to see Peyton Sawyer sat looking rather comfortable at his kitchen table, scrolling her eyes over a recent magazine.
Her legs lifted up on another chair as she stared intently at the article she was reading, flipping the page when she was done and scanning it briefly before turning once again. Tracing her finger over the words she sighed and put the magazine down, clearly bored with it.
"Urm, hello?" Lucas made his presence known as he made his way over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, wondering what the hell was going on.
"Hello?" Peyton questioned back as if she was questioning him being there instead of it being the other way round. Both looked up when they found a brunette skipping into the room holding a small green boob tube that she threw on the table in front of the blonde, not bothering to glance or acknowledge Lucas.
"Wow, I didn't think I'd like what you'd have to offer in all honesty." Peyton grinned appreciatively at her new friend whilst she held the top against her upper body, "I think I could definitely get away with wearing this next week, I wouldn't even look to pretty pretty girl either!" Peyton beamed and pulled Brooke into a hug that squealed and clapped her hands in delight, totally forgetting the blue eyed boy.
"Oh Luke," Brooke shouted as she saw him move out of the kitchen and begin towards his own bedroom. He turned around and looked at her, raising his eyebrows as a sign for her to continue. "Your mom rang and she said she wanted to remind that we need to go by the cafe at 7-"
"Like we usually do, yeah I got it." Lucas offered her a weak smile as he pushed open the door and threw himself down on his bed. It wasn't that he didn't like Brooke, because he knew outright that that would be the biggest lie he'd ever told. He just knew her type, the bitchy, popular, beautiful cheerleader that stomped across guys hearts, never thinking about consequences of anything because their looks meant they didn't have to.
He put it down to the fact that he missed Haley mainly, as his best friend she'd always had his back and he'd always have hers. That combined with the Nathan show down resulted in an angry and bitter Lucas Scott.
He stared up at the ceiling, expecting it to magically make Haley appear when his phone began to ring. Darting off the bed he surveyed the room before finding it lying on top of his bag on the chair, he grabbed it quickly and answered it without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello?" He asked, receiving muffled noise as a return. He shook his head and was about to hand up when he heard someone grab the phone, breathing quickly.
"Hey Luke," the voice of his best friend came through the phone. He couldn't help but smile when he realised it was her. She was exactly the person that he needed to talk to about the whole situation with Brooke.
"Hey Haley, how are you doing?" He smiled, walking back over to the bed and sitting down.
"Oh god Luke, it's so good to actually get five minutes to myself to call you. The tour is crazy you know, I mean it's so good but it takes up all of my time." She beamed down the phone at him, twirling her hair in her fingers.
"That's great; I have a lot to talk to you about actually. You have time right?" He asked, jumping to his feet again and beginning to pace around the room. He heard voices down the other end of the line and waited for Haley to respond, coughing awkwardly when it appeared that she had forgotten about the conversation.
"Oh sorry, I really have to go. Apparently I'm really needed or something, you know I hate to leave you like this but I will see you soon right. I'll ring you when I get into town, see you later, love you Rocket." He heard her click off and sighed at the beep that came through the line.
Hearing her call him Rocket brought back so many good memories that the two of them shared, whether it was playing crazy golf on the roof of the cafe or throwing milk bombs at each other. Hearing her disconnected tone had somehow made him feel even worse than earlier.
Hopefully nothing that a bit of David Copperfield wouldn't help him forget about.
"So Lucas, did you have a good day at school?" Karen smiled at him over dinner that night; the three of them were sat in a far corner of the cafe. Two members of staff looking after the till and customers whilst Karen had her break.
"Yeah, I guess it was okay." Lucas offered a brief smile before continuing to eat his lasagne, not lifting his eyes off the table cloth.
"Just okay? How were Mouth and Skills?" She continued to question, wanting to know exactly what had got into her brooding son so silent when he normally contributed something to their conversations.
"They're fine Ma; I'm off to the court after tea." He smiled, glancing upwards to look her quickly in the eyes before twiddling his fork inbetween his fingers once more.
"That's fine Luke," Karen smiled happily at him. Smiling at the two teenagers and trying to think of a conversation to reduce the awkwardness of the atmosphere.
"Thanks," he looked up slowly. His eyes meeting those of Brooke Davis, a teasing smirk playing across her pretty face. Her lips curled up in a wicked way that could only mean trouble, it was then that he felt it.
His eyes widened as he felt her hand flat on his knee, moving up at a teasingly slow pace. He shot her a confused look and she casually shrugged it off, engaging in conversation with Karen once more. He was unable to pay any attention to it though, too focused on her fingers that were halfway up this thigh.
"Lucas? Are you okay?" Karen asked convinced, she'd notice he'd been even more unusually quiet and the look on his face was panicked.
His head shot up, Brooke began to laugh. Going to pick up his drink, buying time before he'd have to answer his mother's question. As he reached for the glass he felt her fingers move up a few more inches, blushing he fumbled the glass and spilt the drink all over the table.
"Lucas?" Karen raised her voice slightly, wanting to know the reason behind her sons behaviour.
The bell to the cafe went as the door was pushed open, the majority of the Raven's basketball team walking in. Lucas clenched his jaw and glared at Nathan, his mother shooting him a worried glance before making sure that one of the waitresses took their order.
"I'll be right back," Brooke excused herself as she rose from her seat and went over to where the group was now sat. The blonde found it hard to take his eyes off her as she laughed and joked with his brother, his enemy.
"So, is there a reason why you're following me?" Brooke chuckled as she leaned towards Nathan, his arm snaking around her waist and pulling her down into the seat next to him. She raised her eyebrow flirtingly at him, expecting him to answer the question.
"Well, you see Peyton told me that you live with him over there. I know he's not the most interesting off people so figured I'd come help you skip, get out early?" Nathan winked at her, running his hand slowly down her body and resting it on her ass.
"That's a tempting offer Mister Scott," Brooke smirked as she leaned towards him. The team grinning at each other as their leader scored again, it wasn't like Nathan Scott was ever short of girls.
"You bet it is," he grinned at her as he continued to pull her closer to him. Desperate to feel the lips that his brother wanted so bad on his own, knowing that when it was done he could look up and smirk at the blonde.
"But I'm going to have to refuse you see, because he's interesting enough for me right now." With that she wiggled out of the booth and retook her seat inbetween Karen and Lucas, smiling at the two of them.
"They'll be leaving soon I think," she shot Lucas a genuine smile but found that he'd already gone back to pushing the food around his plate.
"So, you've made friends with Peyton?" Lucas asked a question for the first time of the night, knowing the answer but more curious to hear the story of how that had happened.
"Peyton?" She asked questioningly, "Oh you mean ; she was in my first class and every class since. She's a cheerleader and I want to tryout so she said she'd look into it for me, speaking of. Karen would it be okay if I went to a party next weekend with her?" Brooke asked pleadingly.
"Oh, I suppose so as long as you're in for curfew." Karen granted her permission and chuckled to herself when the brunette's face lit up. "Your mother called today, she said that it was a shame she'd missed you and would ring you later."
"Oh, that's great. Thanks Karen," Brooke smiled appreciatively. She turned and gave a loose wave to Nathan who was leaving the cafe, content with having pissed his brother off.
The three of them remained at the table chatting, conversation flowing easily as Lucas loosened up in Nathan's absence. Karen beaming at how well the two of them seemed to get along, Brooke bringing out the more carefree side in her son.
"Oh Lucas, Haley and I got you a present. We wanted to give you it together but then Haley had to leave town again so I think now is as good a time as any," Karen beamed as she left her seat and walked behind the counter.
"Everyone really seems to love this Haley girl," Brooke smiled across at him. Curious as to why the brooding blonde was always thinking about something.
"She's crazy, good crazy though. When we were thirteen she found out this thing that gave you your porn star name, your mother's maiden name and the name of your first pet." Lucas chuckled to himself as he remember Haley telling him about it as they walked down the path.
"Manny Montgomery," Brooke giggled along with him. "I sound like some sort of transvestite!" Brooke protested as Lucas just laughed with her.
"Oh you got let off lightly, mine's Rocket Roe and Haley still calls me it to this day!" He grinned as he allowed himself to completely relax, "Haley's name was Bunny Beaugard. She actually made a joke about us starring in Dawson's Freaks or something like that," he laughed once more.
"I can't wait to meet her, your friend Mouth mentioned she was coming into town soon right?" Brooke smiled at him and he wasn't sure whether it was the way her eyes lit up or the dimples deep in her cheeks that persuaded him to take the plunge.
"Yeah, she's playing at the blue post in a few weeks. Maybe we could go together, that's if you'd want to go out with me or whatever." He began to mumble as he felt himself turning red, praying that something would save him from the embarrassment he'd just caused.
"Here it is," Karen beamed as she sat down in her seat again. She reached out a hand to Lucas and placed an old book in his hand, he grinned as he read the title. Instantly forgetting that just seconds ago he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him just so he wouldn't have to look at the brunette for much longer.
"Julius Caesar, I've been meaning to give this a read Ma." He grinned at his mum before quickly flicking the book open and scanning the first few couple of pages.
"There is a tide in the affairs of men; it's something like that anyway." Karen smiled at her son, grateful to see the smile on his face that had been vacant since Haley's departure. "I'm just going to tidy away and then we can be getting off home."
She excused herself and headed behind the counter once more, stacking the plates into the sink ready to be washed so that the three of them could go home where she'd make them a hot chocolate.
"Yes," Brooke smirked as she pulled the book out of his hand. She gave it a once over before placing it on the table where his plate had just been, running her finger over the front cover. He looked up, confusion clear in his face.
"What?" He asked, his face scrunched up as he tried to understand what she was saying.
"Yes I'll go out with you." Brooke stated, shrugging it off as if it was no big deal. Which it probably wasn't to her Lucas reasoned, she probably went out with many guys. Yet to him it was a big deal, it was a huge deal.
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