chocolatexpresso - The Pathan buds I'm thinking are going to be there throughout the whole thingy by the end it's going to be either Laley/Brathan or Pucas/Brucas I'm thinking…

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"So Brooke and I are going to shopping, we better get going so we could get back quicker. Wouldn't want Karen to be puling her hair too long," Haley yapped a little just wanting to leave. It was really getting to her seeing Peyton and Lucas. So much that she was contradicting what she had said a while ago about Karen being able to handle Jason.

"Yeah, we're going to go get some things to PIMP my apartment too. Want to join us P. Sawyer, it could be like a girl thing…." she started then glanced at Lucas, "er… girl thing plus one broody boy."

Giving each other glances, Peyton and Lucas nodded to one again before saying at same time, "alright."

"Woah that's like totally freaky. You guys like picking up the same brain frequency waves, or whatever," Brooke laughed, "it was cute, so….." she started.

"I'm going to hit the rest room first," Peyton announced excusing herself from the table.

"Umm… I'm going to see if my dad called Taylor yet, so I'll be back too," Haley wandered off heading to the phone in the back, but really all she wanted to do was bang her head.

"So, that was breakfast, she seems like an interesting ball off fluff, to be gripping onto," Brooke laughed while playing with her glass tracing her finger around the top rim of it.

"Who Peyton?"

"No, your other girlfriend, Suzie La Monty Cruz San Gina Madonna Rosa!" Brooke said making up anything that came to her head. Lucas raised a brow confused and wondering where in the world did she come up with some of the stuff she said. "Yes Peyton!" She laughed picking up a straw paper and throwing it at him.

"Well you got me all confused when you were talking about Suzie what's her face!" He chuckled picking up the paper and tossing it on the table.

"Please, don't try to cover up yourself. You were confused way before I mentioned your make believe invisible girl friend," she rolled her eyes, "and you're just no fun Broody. You're supposed to fling the paper back at me."

"I'm sorry Ms. Cruise, excuse me," he picked up the paper and made it go her way. Brooke made a face on what in the world it was talking about. "What don't like being called that? I just figured you'd be the type of girl to brag about having the same last name as Tom Cruise."

"Oh! Yeah totally, back home I'm always telling the girls that I'm Tom's distant third cousin," she lied while calling herself an idiot in her head.

"Now that wouldn't happen to be a lie would it, Cheery?" She swallowed hard thinking he might have been onto her, but how could he? "If it's true, then you'll have a lot of girls at school banging at your door, wanting to meet him," he finished with a laugh.

She breathed out, "oh no, well maybe, I mean somewhere on the line, maybe not cousin. Who knows?" She laughed feeling herself slowly going back to not being worried. "Cheery?" She raised a brow at the nickname.

"It's only fair if you're calling me Broody."

"Alright, only if you say it. Anyone else tries and they'll lose an eye," she threatened picking up her fork and pointing it at him while squinting.

"So what's with calling Peyton, P Sawyer?"

"Why not? It is her name."

"Then why not call Hales, H. James?"

"Cause, Haley is different. She's bizarre," she started before putting her hand out, "not that I don't like her, just you know what I'll think of something for her soon. I promise."

"So we going to get going?" Peyton came back with her hands in her pocket of her jeans interrupting the two.

"As soon as Haley gets her little ass back here," Brooke laughed, "excuse me I'm going to check up on Jason."

"Jason?" Peyton asked waiting for Lucas to fill her in.

"Her nephew. He's just a few months. Didn't I tell you?" He asked pulling her on over to sit down on him. "Must have slipped my mind if I didn't."

"Is that the only thing that is slipping?" She joked, but a laugh out of herself didn't muster out.

"Forget who you're talking to? I'm not Nathan, you know," he chuckled finding it funny.

"You think they'll mind if we stopped by into Sam Goody while they're looking at what Brooke needs?"

Lucas looked at her as the topic jumped from one to another, "I don't think they'll mind. I think they're just grateful they don't have to walk now. What are you looking for?"

"Well, Ellie and I were going to go to this concert, but she has to get a scan, so I was thinking about just browsing for the CD."

"What concert?"

"Oh Jimmy Eat World, they're in Charlotte for a weekend next week."

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"Haley?" Brooke called to only see Haley jump.

"You scared me!"

"I can see that," Brooke laughed, "get what you needed done?"

"Yeah," she lied and smiled.

"I'm just going to check up on Jason. Peyton and Lucas are up front waiting."

"Okay, I'll meet you out there with them then."

Once Haley was gone, Brooke walked further to the crib Jason was sound asleep in. She touched his cheek with her thumb and smiled down at the little guy. "Sleep good little guy, don't be so much trouble on Karen, mommy will be back soon," she whispered.

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Haley and Brooke scrunched up in the back whereas Peyton had front seat and obviously Lucas was left to drive. Throughout the ride Haley pretty much stared out the window lost in her thoughts, the other three on the other hand we're completely opposite. "Who is this?" Brooke asked referring to the music.

"The Fray."

"Are they hot?" Peyton turned in her seat looking over at Brooke where Lucas glanced at her in his mirror. "What? They can sing good, but they aren't anything if they're not good looking."

"You put their looks over their vocals? Their instrumentals? Their words expressing their inner emotions?" Peyton asked freaking out.

"Well yeah, you don't?"

"No! If they can pull me in with all those their looks can mean zilch to me!"

"Well then I can see how Lucas got picked then," Brooke laughed joking, "Aww I'm kidding Lucas, you know that," she smiled looking up at the front mirror catching his eyes.

"You know, if Nate would be here I'm sure everything would be directed to him instead."

"Then let's go get him? It could be fun not just picking on one brother, but two!" Brooke squealed.

"That'll be a long trip to camp," Peyton announced.

"Camp? Like in the woods, bears, campfires camp?"

"Basketball camp," Lucas clarified.

"Ohs…." she said as if she was almost disappointed he wasn't around. She didn't know the guy sure, but in the back of her head she kept thinking about being the lingerie girl when they first met.

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After a few hours had been killed being in the mall, Brooke had successfully found a crib for Jason that would be shipped to the apartment in a maximum of two to three days , got a few bags of clothes and accessories like toothpaste, a toothbrush, a brush and anything else that came to her mind. Slowly her load of cash was decreasing, but she had to do what she needed to, besides having a job would help the cash flow instead of trying to get into contact with her parents. She didn't want to risk someone looking for her where her parents were located. "Where did the two lovebirds say they would be?"

Haley felt as if ants were crawling up her spine and then imbedding inside her skin when Brooke referred to Lucas and Peyton like that. "The music and video store."

"Oh…Jam Baddy, right?" Brooke joked.

"Sam Goody."

"Yeah, I know that's what I said," she laughed walking along side Haley. Approaching the store she noticed Peyton in the back looking at a huge shelf filled with the older wide disks and Lucas in the middle of the place flickering through some regular CD cases. She smirked and squished her nose up like a witch smelling her brewing cauldron before walking inside she too looking at the regular CDs for one band in particular. Haley on the other hand stayed in the front of the store pretending as if she actually looking at the stuff inside. Flicking through CD after CD, Brooke squealed in joy finding what she was searching for. "Oops, sorry," she whispered around seeing people staring at her.

"What do you have there?" Lucas came over having heard her.

"Wait, wait, face this way," Brooke directed him to go sideways then put the CD up. "Well the guy on the right looks okay, but nah all together," she laughed then playfully swatted Lucas' shoulder.

Lucas looked over at The Fray CD and shook his head with a smirk on his face. "I'm surprised you remembered the name."

"You so didn't go there," she squinted, "don't be trying to use the stereo dumb cheerleader type on me, Broody."

"Now that didn't cross my mind till you said it," he joked before getting swatted. "Hey easy!"

She pulled on her hair and lifted it, "does this look blonde to you?" She tip toed trying to get in his face. "Do my eyes look blue to you?"

There was the strangest electrifying feeling inside of him when she was up so close to him like she was no matter if she was ranting about the color of her eyes and hair. It gave him chills, but at the same time he could feel as if there was a foot stuck in his mouth blocking him to swallow. Her hair was different then Peyton's blonde curls and length, her interest in how music was selected was different, the way she smiled and joked around, and her ability to allow him to say something with her input on it was also not the same as the way he and Peyton interacted. He wasn't gathering negative input on the two girls he was just looking at their differences. "I think if you get any closer I'm going to smell my mom's pancake's in your breath."

She backed up, "sorry," she laughed covering her mouth.

"It's alright just don't let it happen again."

"Or else what?" She licked her lips dared asking.

He shook his head, "or else we're going to have a problem, Cheery."

"A big bad one?" She played along.

"The biggest."

"Hey Lucas I'm just going to go pay for this," Peyton called in killing the little batter between the two. She hadn't known what was going on though so she didn't do it on purpose.

"Alright Peyt," Lucas looked up saying glancing at Peyton heading to the register then back at Brooke who was peeking inside her bags. "Hales and you have fun shopping? Wait, where is Hales?" He asked looking around the place.

"Yeah it was fun and ….." Brooke answered before she herself was looking for Haley with him. "There she is sitting on the bench out front," she pointed so Lucas could see too.

"Good eye."

"That's not all that's good," she walked off heading over towards Haley leaving him with that.

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"Hey Brooke, is it alright we drop off Peyt first?" Lucas asked knowing Peyton had to do something soon because she mentioned it to him a few times being at the mall. He thought he'd be at least polite in asking before he made the decisions too late and have the girls nag at him about it. He didn't want any trouble, he had enough of it in his life. There was no use in adding more to it all.

"No rush for me, does it look like I have curfew?"

"How about you Hales?"

Haley put her hand on the side of her cheek. What was she supposed to say? No Luke take your blonde fake girlfriend and shove it. Drop me off first. I'm you're best friend. Hello did you forget about that? The thoughts of jealously clouded her mind, but she still had to muster out something. "Works for me Luke. We still have to pick up Brooke's little tad pole at the café anyways."

"Alright then," he continued driving down the side streets leading up to Peyton's house.

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"So I'll see you at Tric tomorrow?" Peyton asked after the vehicle had stopped and before she opened up the door to exit.

"Yeah, of course, I'll look for you."

"Okay," she said moving her head in one way, which happened to be the same way Lucas was going. "Ah.. Eh…" she muttered out just waiting for him to fix himself so they could at least get a goodbye kiss.

"Night Peyton," he said once he was done with their little kiss.

"Night," she said then opened up the door, "it was nice hanging out with you guys too Brooke and Haley."

Yeah, I bet. Some hanging out with us, Haley thought rolling her eyes annoyed. "You too Peyton."

"Catch you later P. Sawyer."

Then the three of them were gone. Taking off as Lucas headed to the café. "So I had fun today what about you Broody and Haley?"

"Yeah me too. Hales?"

"Oh, sorry," she said spacing out, "yeah. We should do it again sometime."

"So Haley are you staying the night again?" Brooke asked curiously wondering if she had an extra set of hands to help her.

"Actually Luke, do you think you could drop me off at my place. My dad probably grabbed all my things while we were out."

"Yeah sure Hales, we're right around there anyways."

"Thanks."

"Anytime buddy."

"Simpons, Hiltons, Wilsons, Spearses, Afflecks, Carters, Wayanses, Olsens, no wait you two are so like the Gyellenhaals! I mean you can't be the Simpsons, Hiltons, Spearses because you're not both chicks, unless Luke grows out his hair. How long do you think that'll take you? Anyways Wilsons, Afflecks, Carters, Wayanses can't be cause not both brainless assholes, unless Haley grew a pair. If she did I can guarantee it'd be a lot more then what some guys have in their packages. Now as I was saying aww you could so be Maggie Gyellenhaal and you J….." she started before coughing.

"Jake Gyllenhaal, isn't his name?" Haley asked seeing Brooke nodding her head. "I didn't know he had a sister."

"She's two years older then him."

"Does she act?"

"Mmmhmm Mona Lisa Smile, 40 Days and 40 Nights, Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, Monster House, Strip Search and some other stuff. No, Strip Search isn't a porn movie, Lucas."

"Hey, I wasn't even thinking it was," he defended stopping his truck in front of a house in the middle of the block.

"Sure you weren't."

"Home," Haley whispered a so-so like.

"So this is your home?"

"Yeah, ha I'd invite you in, but my mom is probably drunk on the couch or throwing beer bottles at my father saying he's been cheating on her for his secretary."

"Sounds like my family."

"I was joking," Haley said seriously and stopped laughing.

"Well I wasn't, but it's okay," Brooke smiled, "have a good night Haley."

"You too Brooke. Later Luke," she said without the littlest hug for him just walked off up her porch steps and into the house.

"So are you going to keep staring at the house expecting Haley to come out nude or flash you or are we going to get moving?" Brooke asked getting up in the front seat.

"Yeah sorry," he said starting up the truck shaking his head figuring whatever was making Hales a little weird about her goodbye had to be nothing.

"Better be."

"Or else what?" He challenged her like she had done before.

"Mmm I wouldn't go there, you don't know what you'll get out of there."

"So? What's wrong with a little suspense?"

"You never know if it's good or bad, silly."

"If I knew that you honestly think life would be filled with such twists and turns?"

"I never looked at it that way, I guess not," she shrugged her shoulders and bit down on her lower lip.

"I guess mom is going to be wondering what the heck is taking us so long," he chuckled.

"Oh my god! I totally forgot! Oh she's going to hate me. She's going to fire me. We only said a few or couple hours! It's been what? Since a little before lunch and now it's dark fall!" Brooke rambled panicking.

"Brooke, Brooke, easy," he laughed some more.

"It's not funny! You can run over your mother all you want, but it's not right that I do."

"Brooke, it's alright. I checked up on her a few times."

She glanced over at him wondering why he would do that, "and?"

"She said that he's just like me, never stops crying, doesn't like that apple sauce and has been scaring off customers left and right," he stopped until he saw Brooke not looking so cheerful, "I'm just kidding, Brooke. She sounded like she was having a good time. Part of me thinks she misses having a kid around. I think she figures when we're that young we're protected more."

"Don't do that to me ever again!" Brooke hissed and took a breath afterwards, "it makes sense."

"I'm sorry I couldn't resist," he laughed, but the look on her face made him stop. "Brooke, I'm sorry," he tried again, but all he saw her do was stare away from him out the window the whole way to the café.