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They got to the cabin and parked outside. Brooke was still all hyped up. Nathan helped her out and walked in the cabin. Everyone was gathered around the fire. "Hey guys!" Brooke shouted.

Peyton stood up quickly and ran towards Brooke. "Let's get you to bed. We'll all talk tomorrow," she whispered to everyone as she led Brooke upstairs to the bedroom.

"So Luke, are you going to do something about it?" Skillz asked once Brooke and Peyton left.

Lucas shrugged. "Nothing about Brooke. Not yet anyway. I mean, I would tell her tonight, but she's drunk, and she would forget that I told her," he said.

"True dat."

The next morning Brooke was up at 1:00 P.M. Just to notice that she had a missed call. It was her mother. But she left a voicemail, so it was alright. Brooke listened closely, because usually her mother talked quietly into the phone. But this time, her mother was screaming, and crying.

Brooke came downstairs to see only Skillz in the living room. Brooke was crying. "B. Davis, what's the matter?" he asked as he walked closer towards her. He had a water bottle in his hand and he took a sip.

She sniffed. "They're getting a divorce," she said. Brooke wiped the tears off of her face.

Skillz hugged her and held her closely to her chest. "It's all going to be okay," he whispered. He kissed the top of her head.

Brooke broke off the hug and wiped another tear. "I always knew they were having troubles, but I never thought that they would actually get a divorce. I mean, they would always yell and throw things at each other, but they'd always have make up sex." It was the truth. Sometimes, Brooke would sleepover at Ashley's or Vince's when they were loud. It was disgusting.

Skillz brought Brooke in for another hug, but then he saw Haley, so he slowly put Brooke into Haley's arms.

Soon, everyone knew that Brooke's parents were getting a divorce. And everyone said the same thing, 'Maybe they'll make up. You never know what could happen'. But Brooke knew better. Her parents had been fighting for their whole lives; they weren't going to get back together.

"Okay, how about we go out tonight? It's our last night here so we shouldn't waste it," Peyton said. "But Brooke if you want to stay, I totally understand. I just thought to take your mind off the things," she said referring to her parents splitting up.

Brooke nodded; she really needed to be happy. It was her last day there for a long time. They got ready and left in another three hours. Brooke told herself that she wasn't going to get drunk this time. But then a cute boy asked her if she wanted a drink, and obviously she took it. Then, he offered another. And that was it, Brooke was a goner. All she remembered was the boy taking her to the washroom. Maybe she needed to throw up.

Lucas was at a table drinking a beer with Haley. "I'll be right back," he said. His hands were sticky ever since Haley accidently spilled beer on him. He really needed to wash his hands. Once Lucas reached the washroom, someone slammed a stall door. Lucas sighed and went to wash his hands. "Oh God," a guy moaned from inside the stall. Lucas laughed knowing that people were having sex in there.

The guy in the stall took off the woman's shirt and threw it on the floor. From the mirror Lucas saw the shirt. It was a black one with blue on the side. It looked exactly like the one Brooke was wearing. "Oh Jesus," he muttered. Lucas ran to the stall and kicked it open. There, he saw it. Brooke was sitting, and leaning on the wall and the other guy was holding her up with his arms. "Hey, buddy!" Lucas shouted as he pulled the guy off of Brooke. The next thing he knew, he was punching the guy out.

Brooke groaned the next morning. There was an arm over her. She slowly turned around and with her scrunched up eyes, she saw Lucas snoozing right along next to her. "Luke," she whispered. Nothing happened. "Lucas," she whispered again.

Lucas moved a little more into Brooke. He then opened one eye and smiled. "Oh, sorry Brooke," he said as he started to take his arm off of her stomach.

Brooke then smiled and pulled it back onto her. "It's okay. It's okay Lucas." She moved closer next to him and stared him in the eye. Their noses were literally two inches away from each other. "You don't have to say it," she whispered as she started kissing him. Her fingers were on his cheek and he was holding her closely.

He broke it off. "I like you. Maybe love, but I don't know yet," he said.

Brooke smiled and kissed him again. This day she will always remember because this was the day that Lucas and her started dating.

They got ready to leave and walked downstairs. Everyone was excited that Lucas and Brooke were finally together. Even Peyton. They left to go back to Tree Hill.

Brooke and Lucas agreed not to rush things. They agreed not to have sex in the first month. They actually wanted this relationship to work. They wanted to be a great couple.

School was in the next two days. Brooke walked to Lucas' house and knocked on the door. Karen answered. "Oh hey Brooke," she said. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to go to school with Lucas. We're together you know?" she said to Karen.

Karen smiled. "I knew, and I'm so happy for you. Lucas hasn't stopped talking about—"

Lucas came in and shouted, "Hey Brooke!" He needed his mom to stop talking immediately. Lucas walked up to Brooke and quickly kissed her. He also didn't want his mom to see them making out. "So mom, I think we should be going now."

Karen smiled and waved. "Bye honey. And bye Brooke."

They got into the car and Lucas started driving. Brooke slid her hand onto the arm rest and grabbed Lucas' hand to slide into hers. "So, you think this is good?" Lucas asked Brooke.

"What?" Brooke asked dumbfounded.

He took his eyes off of the road and looked at their hands intertwined. "This."

Brooke smiled. "Yeah, I do think it's good." Now Lucas was the one smiling. He lifted his hand, which meant he lifted Brooke's hand, and kissed it softly. "You're so cheesy Lucas Scott."

They got to the school and Lucas parked in his usual place. And they both got out and held hands. Lucas lead Brooke to her locker, they talked and kissed, and then parted ways. It happens every day, until someone familiar came back into the picture.

A dirty blonde girl jumped at the sight of Haley and Mouth. "Oh my God, Haley! Mouth!" she screamed. Haley almost dropped her books once she saw her. Mouth walked slowly towards her and hugged her. Haley quickly followed. "How've you been?!" she shouted once they stopped the hugging.

Haley smiled a fake smile and laughed a fake laugh. "I've been alright. What about you? I mean, you left and haven't kept in contact with anyone…" she rambled, not really looking for an answer.

"I've been fine. And yeah, I'm sorry for being distant, but everything's been really hectic lately." She hit Mouth's arm and grabbed it. "Oh my God, you need to hear what happened to me the other day!"

Haley smiled and turned away. She whipped out her phone and texted Lucas. 'Lindsay's here. skool, u need 2 b cool.'

Lucas got the text when he was with Brooke. They were holding hands until Lucas stuck up his index finger. He ran backwards to the other hallway and left Brooke high and dry.

He ran and ran until he found Haley, Mouth, and his ex girlfriend standing in the middle of the hallway catching up. "Is that Lucas Scott?!" Lindsay screeched once she saw him. She ran to hug him and Lucas hugged back. Behind her back, he looked at Haley with a scared face on.

Lucas hated Lindsay back in school. He didn't like her back at all. He liked her when she was in Rome, or Barcelona. But not here. But Lucas had to admit, that he kind of missed her. Her dirty blonde locks, her hazel eyes, her long, skinny torso. So, they made a date to catch up. A date that he forgot was already planned with Brooke.

She waited, and waited. This was their second week of dating and he was already standing her up? Brooke got up from the chair and left. No money spent, just time, time wasted.

That night, he spent the night with Lindsay, drinking, and talking. They caught up. And they planned to have another date. Then he said sorry to Brooke with another date. But it was the same night. He stood her up again.