A/N: Chapter 13. I'm not sure how proud of this I am. But I wanted to post it anyways, because I don't have as much time now to be on here.
This chapter actually almost wrote itself in a strange way, but I like it when that happens.
Oh, and the flashbacks may or may not go along with the story line of the show, but it was the way I wanted to write it.
Disclaimer: One Tree Hill. Well, if you haven't figured it out by now, I just don't own it.
"Can you pass the salad, Karen?" Peyton asked.
"Sure," Karen smiled picking up the salad and the dressing and passing them down to the blonde girl who sat to her left.
Caitlin sat on the end of the table, in between Peyton and Lucas, and Lily sat across from her mother and beside her older brother.
"Thanks," Peyton said, as she put some on her plate.
"Not a problem." Karen laughed, as she took a bite of her food, "This is delicious, Caitlin."
"Really?" Caitlin asked nervously, "It's not my best..."
"No, it's amazing." Karen assured her.
"Thank you." Caitlin blushed.
"So, Lily," Lucas said, turning to his younger sister, "How's preschool?"
"Good," Lily replied, her mouth full of food, "I made a new friend."
"Who?" Lucas asked.
"Her name's Olivia. She's my bestest friend now. She let me have her orange crayon. Orange is my favourite colour."
Lucas smiled, remembering the times when he had called someone his best friend, for reasons similar to those.
"Hi, I'm Haley James. What's your name?" A small girl with dark brown hair and big round eyes said as she approached Lucas.
"Lucas Scott," He had muttered, uninterestedly. This girl seemed strange.
"Wanna come meet my friends? Their names are Brooke and Peyton." Haley had said in a very mature sort of way, for a girl her age anyways.
Lucas shrugged, "What if they have cooties?"
He thought of all the stories his Uncle Keith had told him about girls being icky, and having cooties.
"Cooties don't exist." Haley replied matter of factly.
"How would you know?" Lucas asked icily, wondering who this girl thought she was.
"I just do. Come on, I'll let you have a cookie from my lunch, they're chocolate chip." Haley pleaded.
Well how on earth could Lucas Scott turn down a chocolate chip cookie? "Okay," He nodded, and followed Haley as she walked back to the other side of the room.
"So, anything new with any of you?" Karen asked the three adults.
Lucas and Peyton glanced at each other, and she nodded quickly. Lucas let out a sigh and turned to his mom.
"Actually, Peyton and I have something to tell you, Mom."
Karen set down her fork, and looked at her son in worry. After the news of the babies, she wasn't sure what else they could have gotten themselves in to.
"Go on then." Karen nodded.
"Well, there's no easy way to say this..." Lucas began.
"Come on, Luke. Just come out and say it." Karen said impatiently.
"IaskedPeytontomarryme." He said quickly.
Karen stared at him for a few moments, wondering if she had heard him correctly.
"Come again?" Karen asked, but Lucas couldn't even look at his mom anymore.
"Lucas and I are getting married," Peyton said quietly.
Lucas looked up at Peyton, and the calmness in her face. He remembered the first time they had met, when she hadn't been quite so calm.
"Brooke, Peyton, meet my new bestest friend, Lucas." Haley said proudly, introducing the blonde haired boy who stood shyly beside her.
"Hey Luke, I'm Brooke, and you're cute." Brooke smiled, shaking his hand and not once taking her eyes off of him.
"Brooke, come on, you can't flirt with everything that moves." Haley protested.
"Sure I can." Brooke argued, still watching Lucas intently and Lucas was beginning to feel uncomfortable.
Peyton cleared her throat, "Excuse me, Haley."
"Yeah, Peyton?" Haley asked, turning back to the curly haired blonde girl.
"I thought I was your best friend."
Haley shook her head, "No, you were my best friend yesterday."
Peyton's jaw dropped and she glared at Lucas angrily, "I hate you, you, you best friend stealer,"
And with that she marched off, and although Lucas could still feel Brooke watching him, he couldn't take his eyes off the prettiest blonde girl he had ever seen. Too bad she hated him already.
He would have never imagined he would be sitting her today, engaged to be married to her, and her expecting his twins. It was a dream come true. A dream Lucas had long thought was out of his reach. But now he had it, and he wasn't going to let anyone take her away from him.
"You're doing what?" Karen exclaimed.
"Gosh, mom. How many times do we have to say it? We're getting married, and there's nothing you or anyone can do to stop us!" Lucas shouted angrily as he got up and left the dining room, storming away.
No one said anything for a moment, but Peyton simply stared at where Lucas had been sitting.
"I'll be right back," She finally whispered, leaving the table.
Caitlin nodded, but Karen seemed frozen in place.
"Mommy, why was Lukey so mad?" Lily broke the silence.
Karen looked down at the small child, wondering what to tell her.
"I don't know Lily, I just don't know."
So, yeah... let me know what you think!!