Peyton shivered as she felt the wind blowing through her hair. She grabbed on tighter to her jacket and cursed under her breathe. Of course the day her car decides to break down is the same damn day she left her cell phone at home. She sighed and did the only thing she could do.
She started walking home. All twenty- two miles home.
Peyton was only walking for a few minutes when a car pulled up to the side of her. She looked over to see a snazzy looking blue dodge stratus and a smiling brunette on the inside of it.
"Need a lift?" she smiled.
Peyton was hesitant at first. Then she looked in and saw the Chanel earrings, with the matching bracelet. She glanced down to see her nails perfectly manicured and every piece of her hair in just the right place looking very stylish. Peyton's mother always told her not to get in the car with strangers, but she didn't look to dangerous.
"That would be awesome." Peyton smiled.
"So you always like to walk around in cold weather like this?"
"Oh no." Peyton laughed. "My piece of shit car broke down and silly little me forgot my cell."
"Well lucky for you I decided to take this road home today. Usually not to many cars drive down this route."
"I know that is why I like taking it."
"Hey great minds think alike." the brunette winked.
"I'm Peyton Sawyer."
"I'm Justina Lawson."
"Well thank you Justina for the ride. I really appreciate it."
"No problem curly. So where you headed."
"Well I'm actually supposed to meet my boyfriend, well my friend at his house."
"Boyfriend? Or friend?" Justina giggled.
"Oh gosh I don't know. I mean we hang out a lot and we are defiantly very flirty with each other. But we haven't actually kissed yet."
"You like him?"
"Oh yeah. A lot, he is so different from any other guy I've ever met before."
"Well then don't loose him. Tell him how you feel."
"Yeah I guess you are right. Is it totally lame saying that I'm kinda nervous." Peyton giggled.
"No, not at all. How did the two of you meet?"
"well we used to go to school together and then I moved away and I came back about a month ago and we've been hanging out ever since. He is just amazing. He is smart, funny, and those eyes..I'm telling you Justina they make me melt every time he stares at me."
"Wow, seems like you've got it bad girly."
"Yeah, I feel like a teenager all over again. Here I am 24 years old gushing over some guy."
Justina just giggled.
"Oh you turn up here." Peyton guided her to Lucas's house.
"Alrighty." Justina smiled going the way Peyton instructed.
"So I feel kind of rude. You gave me a lift and all I've been doing is talking about myself. So do you have anyone special?"
A sad looked appeared over her face.
"I'm guessing there is a sad story to match your expression?" Peyton asked thoughtfully.
"Well I was with this one guy. He was amazing, we had a great time together."
"What happened?"
"I don't know. Life happened I suppose. He broke up with me, and I haven't talked to him since."
Peyton saw the tears clouding in Justina's eyes.
"I'm sorry Justina."
"Gosh we are such girls aren't we? I mean we just met and here we are spilling our whole life stories." Justina laughed wiping away a tear.
"Well it looks like I just made myself a new friend." Peyton smiled.
"Good for us." Justina smiled back.
"Okay well that house up there is his. Here is my number, call me up sometime so we can hang out. Have more girl chats." Peyton smiled.
"Sounds good to me. Are you sure you are okay Peyton?"
"Yeah, he's home."
"So you going to tell him how you feel?"
Peyton took a deep breathe. "I hope so."
From the car she watched as Peyton walked inside and then her smile instantly faded into a frown. She could feel her blood boiling and her grip on the steering wheel tightened. There she was. Peyton fucking Sawyer. She is the reason why Lucas dumped her. She is the reason she was alone. She looked down at the number Peyton had given her.
"Fucking bitch." She mumbled under her breath.
Brooke smiled to herself. She pulled it off. She had become Peyton's friend. She had made up a name, that, that stupid blonde bitch bought. The two would become close.
"Justina and Peyton, best friends forever." Brooke giggled.
Brooke's plan was working.
No one, absolutely no one made a fool of Brooke Davis. And she was going to make sure they knew it.
