"What do I wear? What do I wear?" Peyton said scrimmaging through her drawers and tearing apart her closet. Finally, Lucas would get a chance to see her dressed in something nice or maybe more revealing than usual. True, she as going to the party with Nathan, she was more concerned about getting Lucas. Peyton stopped when she walked near her window and saw Lucas getting dressed. There they were again, two best friends, so close yet so far. But Lucas wanted to be closer to Brooke while Peyton wanted to be closer to him. Lucas looked like he was going through the same problem as her; trying to find something to wear to impress a girl, only Lucas was more concerned with impressing new girl, Brooke Davis.

Peyton finally decided to wear her short black dress. It showed a little cleavage, but it was still covered more than anything Brooke ever wore lately. Peyton looked in her mirror and wondered; Why aren't I pretty? Peyton never thought of comparing herself to Brooke. But now that she had almost successfully taken Lucas from her, she couldn't help but wonder why Lucas didn't feel the same about her. Peyton's curly blonde hair shined in the light like a shampoo commercial. She didn't understand why she wasn't pretty. Lucas had always told her she had the perfect hair, the perfect body and the perfect face to match. But apparently Brooke had better hair, a better body and a more perfect face to match. Peyton grew up with only Brooke and Lucas. Brooke was never allowed to hang out with boys when she was young which was the reason she went to private school, so she would never hang out with her and Lucas. It looks like her father changed his mind, and for the worse it looks like.

A car horn honked outside. That's probably Nathan. Peyton thought running out of her room and down the stairs. There sitting in the car, was Nathan Scott and his friend Damien from school. As Peyton was about to get in the car she heard a giggling girly sound. She turned to Lucas's house and saw Brooke and Lucas running to her dad's car. As heartsick as Peyton was, she sucked it up and stepped into Nathan…or Damien's car.

"Yo! I need more beer!" Damien yelled from across the room. Alone and uncomfortable, Peyton sat in the corner and impatiently waited for Lucas to show up. What was taking Lucas and Brooke so long to get there?

"Yo, Nathan, why is your girl all the way over their?" Nathan, forgetting about Peyton, turned to see Peyton sitting alone, desperate for someone who's not drunk to say "Hi."

"I don't know, but we're screwing tonight!"

"Woo!" Nathan's friends high fived him. Damien pointed to a room next to the stairs.

"Yo, screw her now, dude! Don't you got lots of rooms upstairs?" Nathan turned to Peyton. I'm getting horny. Nathan thought to himself. He was about to have sex! He was ready for anything. As Nathan walked over to Peyton, his friend started chanting his name quietly.

"Hey, babe." Nathan said to Peyton holding out his hand. Peyton took his hand and stood up. "I want to show you something." Nathan, still holding her hand, moved her upstairs. When Peyton and Nathan reached the top of the stairs, Nathan's friend started cheering. Nathan walked Peyton over to one of the guest rooms. A bed was placed in the center of the room and barely any light had made it through the windows. As Peyton walked more into the room, Nathan closed the door behind him and sat her down on the bed.

"So, babe, how much have you had to drink tonight?" Peyton looked down.

"Um, I don't drink, actually." Nathan leaned in closer to her. And took off his middle school basketball jacket.

"I can give you something better." Nathan had now pinned Peyton on the bed. And started to pull down the straps of her black dress. Peyton wasn't comfortable with this. She was trying her best to avoid kissing him. She'd never been kissed before and certainly didn't want her first kiss to be with someone she hardly knew. She wanted her first kiss to be Lucas; perfect Lucas. As Nathan tried to unzip her dress Peyton resisted.

"Nathan, stop." Peyton said quietly hoping maybe he would hear. But Nathan ignored it. He placed his hand on her thigh and began moving it up.

"Nathan, please stop." She said a little louder. She started to feel his hands moving up her dress. "Nathan stop!" Peyton pushed him off the bed and sat up.

"What was that for, you bitch?!" Peyton slapped him and ran out of the room not looking back. Was all her wanted just sex? How could he do that to her. She'd given up on the one boy she'd loved for him and this is what she got from it? Peyton ran down the stairs and found Lucas and Broke by the door. Peyton not bothering to look at either of them, began to tear and ran out the door. Lucas ran after her.

"Peyton!" Lucas ran to her and made her stop. "Peyton, what's wrong?" Brooke stood there in the doorway, jealous, waiting for Lucas to come back to her and give her attention. Peyton, next to Lucas, down the road, was crying.

"Nathan; he only wanted sex from me." Peyton's voice was breaking. Her straps were still at her shoulders. "I thought he liked me. I was humiliated." Peyton cried in Lucas's arms. Brooke still stood there. Far away from them, she could still see that Lucas was caring for her. Why hadn't he cared for her like that? Brooke and Lucas had officially started dating a few days ago, although Peyton was probably unaware, and now Lucas was giving his attention to her.

Peyton was still crying. She didn't know what to feel or what to do.

"Peyton, do you want me to call your dad to pick you up?" Peyton began crying harder.

"He doesn't even know I'm here. He thinks I'm with Brooke for the night, so he left to go see his friends in Raleigh until tomorrow." Lucas took out his phone from his pocket.

"I'll call Keith. He'll take you home."

"What about Brooke?" Lucas could tell that she knew that he and Brooke had started dating. He looked in the doorway of Nathan's beach house to se Brooke standing there with her arms folded.

"I'll come back. She can wait."

Moments later Keith had shown up and drove home Peyton. Lucas and her were in the backseat. As they reached Peyton's house, Peyton did not exit the car. She just looked at Lucas.

"Will you come in my house with me? I just need to talk to you." Lucas looked at Keith.

"Go ahead, I'll be next door waiting." Peyton and Lucas left the car and walked up to her door. As she reached under the doormat and took the spare key and opened the door she watched Lucas enter her house, hoping this time, maybe something more could come out of it. Lucas walked Peyton up to her room. When they both got into her room, Peyton shut the door.

"Lucas, thank you for doing this."

"No, problem." Peyton looked at her phone and deleted Nathan's number.

"I'm sorry you got treated that way. You don't deserve to be treated like that." Peyton sat down on her bed, as did Lucas next to her.

"I just can't believe he would use me for sex. Why me? Why does this stuff always happen to me. I just can never find the perfect guy and when I do-" Peyton stopped what she was saying before she accidentally let her feelings slip about Lucas. She looked into his eyes and she looked into his. They were so shiny and beautiful and a thousand stories could be told about his eyes. "And when I do, the perfect guy meets a different girl." Lucas started holding Peyton. Could this be real? Is Lucas really holding me on my bed? A million thoughts were going through her head, but only one though was certain; she had to tell Lucas how she felt. Peyton looked at Lucas.

"Lucas, I'm glad we've been friends for so long. No one has ever been as nice to me as you have." Lucas started to wonder why he'd ever stopped loving Peyton. Brooke was this girl who was hot and had a personality. Peyton was this girl with an amazing personality who made Lucas's heart skip a beat as it did Peyton.

"Lucas, I love you." Lucas smiled at Peyton. Peyton, rather than just smiling, smiled and kissed him right on his precious lips. His lips felt moist and soft and just perfect. They were now laying down on the bed still kissing each other. Peyton felt Lucas's arms hug her tight. This kiss was love and passion all in one kiss. A thousand thoughts were going through each's head.

"Peyton, I love you too." Lucas said to her as they're noses were touching. At that moment, Lucas's phone began to vibrate in his pocket.

"Oh, no." Lucas said looking at his phone. I forgot about Brooke. Peyton felt sad once again. Brooke was once again in their lives instead of he being gone for that perfect 20 seconds of love and passion. "Peyton, I have to get to Brooke…she's my girlfriend." Peyton didn't understand. She had just finally got to kiss the boy of her dreams and he was telling her he had to go for no other than Brooke Davis.

"Peyton, I love you, but I made a commitment to Brooke. I can't just forget about her. She's your best friend and she's my girlfriend." Peyton couldn't believe what she was hearing. Lucas was right. His heart had always been in the right place. Brooke was his. And until that was different she couldn't do this with Lucas.

"I understand, Lucas."

"I'm sorry, Peyton."

"Me too."

Back at the party, angered Nathan was looking for beer and sex. He had already been drunk, but could yet still know what he was doing…most of the time. Brooke sat in a corner, as Peyton did a few hours before, drinking her beer, and showing off her long legs in her tight denim miniskirt. Her yellow tank top was showing off cleavage, especially to Nathan.

"Oh, my god! That's the girl I fucked with!" Damien yelled looking at Brooke Davis. Nathan was shocked and looked over to Brooke. She was nothing less than hot. He got a hard on just looking at her drink.

"Whoa, you mean, that's the girl you fucked a few months ago?! The older woman?!"

"That girl must've been fucking lying. She told me she was 22!" As angry as Damien was, he couldn't forget how hot Brooke Davis was. "She was so fucking good in bed, yo!" Nathan couldn't stop looking at her. He had to get with her; now. Nathan walked over to Brooke, who looked pissed.

"Why are you pissed?" Nathan leaned against the wall with his beer.

"My date fucking left me to go pamper my best friend. Peyton is such a drama queen!"

"Oh yeah, I think I tried to have sex with her a few hours ago. She wouldn't do it. That cunt." Brooke finally had someone who agreed with her.

"You look hot." Brooke, who was overdue for some rough sex, looked at Nathan and noticed he too was hot. Brooke was getting wet just looking at him. She took his hand and moved him up the stairs to the upstairs bedroom. There, in the same room Nathan tried to have sex with Peyton, was Nathan and Brooke shutting the door and jumping on the bed with each other. Nathan was as hard as a rock and reached under Brooke's mini skirt and moved her thong to the side and started rubbing her clit.

"Ohh." Brooke started moaning. She didn't exactly realize what was going on because she was drunk. Nathan, who was also drunk, realized that he was finally about to have sex and shoved his finger into Brooke. She moaned even louder. Nathan started curving his fingers in Brooke, which she couldn't resist.

"Oh, my god!" Brooke couldn't catch her breath. She jumped on top of Nathan and removed her shirt to show a red laced bra and her cleavage showing even in the dark. He removed her bra and unzipped his pants. She took off his jacket and shirt and pulled down his pants. Nathan pulled off her miniskirt and began to go inside of her.

"Oh, that feels so good!" Brooke moaned. Nathan was so overwhelmed. Finally he was "getting some." And Damien was right, she is good in bed. Nathan began shoving his dick in faster and faster until he thought he was about to cum.

Both were fucking each other as fast as they could and then Brooke started moaning as loud as ever and felt the warm cum shoot out of Brooke onto Nathan's dick which made him cum.

As Peyton and Lucas felt bad for kissing, who knows how bad Brooke would feel when she realizes the next morning she had sex with Lucas's half brother.