Ok. Sorry again. i just got my first job and i have been crazy busy with that and the holidays, and now my birthday is coming fast so i am going to be busy for a while. Thank you so much for all the reviews, i can never say how much i appreciate all the reviews and support. i will review as fast as possible. Sorry if this chapter sucks. i wrote it really fast because i was in a writing mode. Its short and sweet.

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The games we chose to play.

"And if there's something wrong, who would have guessed it."

Lying on her bed, Brooke thoughts were taking over her. She was seeing all of her memories playing out in front of her. She saw the time when she was little and fell off her bike and onto the ground crying, only to have her dad swoop her up, and attempted to clam her down. She saw the time when she went to her first party, and how nervous she was. She also saw the first time she meet Nathan. Then she saw some of her better times with Peyton. The last memory she saw was of the detention she had that afternoon, and how she sat watching the clock. She noticed that Lucas never even glanced at her or attempted to talk to her.

After her memories stopped, Brooke wonder if Lucas really meant it when he told her she would regret rejecting her. She was trying to keep her thoughts positive but the fact that Lucas and Nathan were hanging out together tonight didn't make things any easier.

Nathan dribbled around Lucas and slammed the ball into the net for only the hundredth time that night. As Nathan glanced over to Lucas to see his reaction, all he could read off his face was sadness. So Nathan did the only thing that sounded right, he threw the ball in his face. Nathan thought Lucas would notice the ball flying to wards his face but he didn't and was hit right in the nose with the ball.

"What the hell Nathan!?" Lucas yelled at his half brother with anger filling his voice.

"If someone was actually paying attention then maybe the ball wouldn't have hit them." Nathan told him.

"Sorry, I just have a lot on mind today."

"Like what?"

"Can we just not talk about it, my day has sucked enough already, I don't need it sucking anymore."

"Yeah that's fine, but you're not getting off the hook that easy, you're going to have to tell me sometime."

"Trust me I will, I just need to think about it some more."

"Okay. New subject. How are you and Peyton doing?"

"Okay I guess. I'm just getting sick of the same old same old. What about you and Brooke?" Lucas asked more for himself than Nathan.

"Better than ever, other than these dreams she has been having. She won't tell me what there about but there keeping her up a lot." Nathan told him with traces of worry in his voice.

Before Lucas could respond, the boys noticed a familiar girl getting out of her car and making her way over two them.

'Hi boys.' Was all she said before making her way over to Nathan and giving him a peck on the lips.

"Baby I thought I was meeting you later." Nathan told the beautiful brunette.

"Well I got bored. So I thought I would come watch you guys play." Brooke told him quickly glancing at Lucas, in an effort to not make it as awkward as it could have been.

"That fine with me. Lucas is it okay?"

"Sounds great."

And with that Brooke made her way over to the benches to watch the boys play.

Lucas and Nathan started up their game again for the enjoyment of Brooke. Through out the game Lucas occasionally look at Brooke, only to have his looks denied. The looks didn't fail to go unnoticed by Nathan, who was left wondering why in the world was his brother kept staring at his girlfriend, and why she wouldn't even look at him.

His questions would be answered soon enough.