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"You Jack ass!",
Peyton said while punching Jake's arm lightly, in an attempt to fix the tensioned-filled-atmosphere that is currently what they call 'weekend get away' cabin.
So much for a weekend get away.
She's been jumping up and down the whole morning, bringing down dvd's, making pancakes with smiley faces, she even agreed to sit through an entire game, (she still doesn't know who won), and now here she is getting Jake and Clark to play arm wrestling.
Although it kind of sucked since everyone was in a shitty mood that morning.
Even Clark who is the ultimate champion in arm wrestling lost twice to Peyton that day, which is seriously a sign of the world coming to an end.
Brooke has been flirting with James all day, and let me tell you, the level of flirting on that one, woosh, even this is totally out of the usual Brooke-style.
Peyton was sure Brooke was trying to find a distraction from feeling the guilt about not telling Haley.
I mean geez, everyone in that room felt the same way.
Luke had been sulking all day.
Well brooding in his case.
He got up this morning knowing that Dean had spoken to Hales, so all he did was walk up to him (now, Dean is the definition of sulking, I'm sure if you opened up a dictionary and look up sulk, you'll find Dean's picture right next to it) and gave him a pat on the back.
Dean on the other hand, has been drinking more than the usual, (which is a lot).
He would occasionally go to the porch and pace around until he'd sit down for a minute, before pacing back and forth again.
Nathan had already taken all of the liquor and hid it in the basement, he was well aware of how much alcohol his friend drinks, and adding the whole Haley/Taylor incident, he wasn't going to risk seeing his friend taken by the ambulance for alcohol poisoning.
He was well aware of the strain this must have caused Dean.
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They had all talked about this, all seven of them, the second Brooke and Peyton had got back from Cheer Camp.
Haley was still unpacking at home, and seeing the SOS message Lucas had sent Peyton, the two girls rushed to Nathan's.
When they got there, Dean was burying his face in his hands, while the guys had sat around him in silent.
"What's wrong?", Brooke asked with an alarmed tone.
She walked over to Dean and ran her hands across his hair.
"Baby… what's up? You ok?",
When Dean didn't answer she turned around to her friends.
"Guys?"
Lucas looked around, trying to get one of them to speak.
"Seriously what's wrong, you guys are kind of freaking me out here…", Peyton said.
She caught Lucas's eyes in a 'go on tell me' way.
When he realized no one would, he finally spoke.
"Dean slept with Taylor…"
"…WHAT?" her voice echoing Nathan's mansion.
She looked over to Brooke whose eyes seemed to fall off from their socket.
Peyton tried to regain composure.
When she did she finally spoke up,
"This is Taylor Dean…Out of all the girls you could've slept with…"
"…I know peyt! I KNOW!"
He looked at her with his fiery red eyes before getting all his stuff and finally leaving Nathan's.
That night, they all decided that Dean would have to be the one to tell Haley.
And they would just have to wait until he was ready.
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Brooke punched James's arm. He didn't even flinch.
She noticed that his arms were strong and toned, almost as strong as Clark's or Dean's.
And although it had all started as casual flirting, Brooke couldn't help but feel relieved about his presence.
It's like he's given her a free get-away ticket from all the tension filled drama inside the house.
"I'm glad you came," she told him matter of fact-ly.
They were sitting on the porch, Brooke's feet tucked nicely under her poncho, while James was leaning on the rail.
He would occasionally throw shy smiles her way, and Brooke loved it.
She always had a thing for shy-hot guys, and although James had a reputation for being a stud he seemed to forget who he was in the presence of Brooke.
Once in ninth grade, Nathan got in trouble with the principal for drawing graffiti's on the basket ball court and James was the one to bail him out by saying Nathan was at James's place the entire time.
As a thank you, Brooke gave him a small peck on the cheek, and now it seemed that he had never forgotten that one kiss.
"I'm glad I did", he responded. "I felt a bit awkward at first…"
Brooke looked up, "But…?"
He smiled awkwardly, "But it was worth it".
"aaaaaaaaaaawww…", she cooed, "You know James, I'm not sure they make jocks like you anymore these days"
"And why is that?"
She shrugged "I don't know, sweet, charming, completely and utterly non-self absorbed… I mean have you met my friends Lucas and Dean? Oh and lets not forget the two kings to rule the kingdom of vanity, Nathan Scott and Clark Kent"
James laughed,
"But you love them", he uttered, more like a statement than a question.
"Yeah... they're family", she gently smiled, "And as much as we fight, at the end of the day, family is still family…", she was going to continue but she stopped when she noticed James face.
"Are you okay?"
He shrugged, "I'm fine…",
"No tell me,"
James fiddled around with his shirt until finally meeting Brooke's gaze,
"I just… I wander you know", he started. "Every one knows you're very close,"
Brooke adjusted her seating, she was starting to feel like she wasn't going to like wherever it is this is going.
"Well, I just wander sometimes", he continued "whether any of you had ever… you know… fallen for each other"
Brooke looked away "What...? Ofcourse not…" "I was just wandering," James explained.
He noticed Brooke's face, and looked through the window and saw the rest of the guys sitting in the living room looking less then well.
"I'm sorry… I shouldn't pry… especially when Haley's missing",
Brooke got up and took his hand "Let's go inside and see what everyone's doing",
All the while avoiding his gaze.
Lucas walked over to Jake and grabbed the phone from him."Dude stop calling her, we all know she won't pick up anyway",
"Yeah well at least I'm trying", he answered.
Jake moved away from Luke and on to the couch where Nathan was sitting pretty with a beer in one hand and the remote on the other.
"Wont you relax? We all know Haley, she wont do anything too dangerous," he said, "I don't think panicking would help".
Jake stared at his friend.
"How can I not? Remember what she did to Clark's car when he taught her how to park?"
"You're worried about your car?" Peyton asked in disbelief. "That's just great!"
She walked past him and headed to the door,
"Oh come on P.S! You know I didn't mean it that way!"
"Yeah well let's just hope that she'll come home soon, for your car's sake", she added before slamming the door behind her.
Sometimes Peyton could never get over how insensitive the guys could be.
And to be honest, she was kind of upset at Brooke as well.
I mean, she knew that of course Brooke had to keep James company, seeing as he's her guest and all, but Peyton wanted to see Brooke worrying a little, is she really the only person worried about Haley here?
She continued across the porch and followed the pathway to the creek where she found Dean, sitting on the edge, swaying his feet back and forth with a bottle of beer on his hand.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
He looked up and forced a smile.
"Keep the penny. I'm sure after all these years you are now capable of reading my mind Sawyer".
Peyton returned the smile and sat next to her friend.
He was right, after all these years, there was no way Peyton couldn't read whatever thoughts her friends had.
Dean had always been reserved when it came to his problems.
He didn't like talking about them, and he especially didn't like telling his friends about them, or getting helped for that matter.
But there was no need to anyway.
Peyton had developed a special antenna when it came to reading her friends.
"She'll come around", she said softly, her voice soothing him.
"Haley just needs time, to think".
Peyton turned to face her friend, who seemed to go mute.
"She knows you didn't mean to hurt her", she gently squeezed his arm.
Dean looked up.
The clouds were dancing around and the sky was the color of ambers and warm blue's.
It would get dark soon, he was worried about her.
"You know if you weren't too stubborn when I spoke to you a couple of months ago, maybe none of this would've happened."
"Peyton…"
"I'm serious Dean, and I'm sure deep inside you know it too", she straightened her motley crew shirt and got up.
"We're too old to hide them you know, these things… it's not fair… to all of us. I trust you to do the right thing" she said patting his back, and that's when she handed him the keys to his car.
I know i know! i take sick and twisted pleasure in leaving cliff hangers here and there... I promiseee the update will come in a couple of days... i hope you liked it! oh and the pairings are set now :D yayyy ps: next chapter will be filled with LOVE LOVE LOVE AND RUDE AWAKENINGS... xxxxxx
