Lucas was towel drying his hair when his phone rand. "Who could that possibly be?" Lucas wondered out loud.
"Hello?" Lucas answered, sounding a bit irritated.
"Hi, is this Lucas, Lucas Scott?" A female voice said, sounding a bit nervous, yet stronger than she probably knew.
"Yes, this is he. May I ask who this is?" Lucas asked while hanging up his towel.
"This is Lindsey, I'm a junior editor at John and Smith Brothers and I am calling about your novel." Lindsey said.
Lucas was taken aback for a moment. He had applied to numerous places praying someone, just someone, would take any kind of interest in his novel. He couldn't believe they were calling- Lucas Scott.
"Hello, Mr. Scott?"
"Oh yeah, I am here. What did you think about it?" Lucas crossed his fingers.
"Well, I loved it and so did my boss. Lucas, we want to publish your book." She said.
Lucas laughed out loud, a happy laugh. "Oh my God." He whispered. For some reason he thought back to when the Ravens won the championship his senior year.
"Peyton, it's you." Lucas called over to a blonde haired girl standing on the sidelines trying to catch some of the colorful confetti falling down. She looked over at Lucas and furrowed her brows, watching him slowly walked towards her.
"It's you, when all my dreams come true, who I want with me. It's you." He slowly raised his hand to cup her cheek. "It's you." He wore a serious expression upon his face.
Peyton smiled.
And then Lucas kissed her, and it was hands down the best kiss ever.
Lucas could hear a throat clearing on the other end.
"Hello? This is happening a lot…" Lindsey joked.
"Oh, sorry. Well, what happens next?" Lucas asked, trying to hide the flashback deep behind his brain.
"Well, I read that you live here in New York City so I was thinking about meeting with you tomorrow, around noon? We can meet for lunch at 45th and 3rd at that French bodega." Lindsey suggested.
"Yeah, that is right near my loft. See you then and thank you so very much. This is a dream come true, literally." Lucas sang.
"Well be sure to celebrate it tonight with those you care truly about." Lindsey told Lucas and he mumbled something along the lines of 'Goodbye and see you tomorrow' to Lindsey before hanging up and lowering himself down to his and Brooke's king sized bed. "Peyton…" Was all he muttered.
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Peyton was finishing up cleaning the closet out, about to paint the walls inside with a deep red, like her room back in Tree Hill.
Tree Hill…Peyton thought. Mentally smacking herself she told herself she wasn't going to think about what she left behind in Tree Hill. She did what she did, and she couldn't pitch a fit now. She had to live with her decision. But she still missed Brooke more with each passing day. Especially while cleaning out old memories. About an hour earlier, after Nikki left, she had pulled out a mix CD, one she had made. Not fully aware at what it was from or who it was to; she entered it to her stereo. With the first sound of a guitar she immediately knew who the CD was for.
A fresh tear stung her cheek as she remembered, and she remembered it far too well.
Peyton was on her way from work to a restaurant to meet Lucas, who had come unexpectedly into L.A. after his team won the state championships. She was listening to her mix CD, which was intended for the love of her life, Lucas Scott.
"Kill" by Jimmy Eat World blasted throughout her '98 red corvette.
Once she got inside and sat down Lucas mentioned something about a gift for her, and she remembered her mix. Grabbing it out of her bag she returned her attention towards his reaction. "It's some songs that should remind you of me." She smiled.
That was exactly four hours before he walked away, forever.
But, again, she wasn't going to think about it.
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Yes, it was extremely short. I am sorry. I have more but am not giving it to you all just yet. Hahaa
Let me know how it was!!!
