I really suck at the whole Authors note, I know I have only ever posted up like 3 of them, and im not sure you guys care, but ill strat to write them from now on. Scouts Honor. ;)

Anyway, How are you guys liking my story so far? I'm inbetween two diffrent thoughts in my head. The first is that I must be doing something right because I now have over 700 hits, and the second is that I am probably doing something wrong, because I rarley get reviews anymore. I ask that you please let me know what I am doing wrong, or right. I am going insane figuring this out. lol.

That goes to show you guys how I really need a life. lol. its cool though, I live through my story sometimes. :D

Oh. I almost forgot. If there is any twilighters out there that are intrested in reading my first chapter to a new E&B story I have been working on, please let me know. I need feedback.

(I really never do this, and mabye i should) DISCLAIMER: I do not own any OTH characters, specifically Brooke and the cheerleaders, but I do have three turtles, Tohmas, Nicholas, & Peter. :)

-- CHAPTER 12 -- His Story --

Brooke laughed a little to herself. She looked like hell. She'd been crying and so her makeup was all wrong. She fixed it quickly and then walked back out.

"Food's Here!" Andy called from the livingroom.

She stepped out of the hallway, and he was fixing plates on the coffee table infront of the sofas. She smiled and walked over to sit next to him following the yummy smell of spagetti. "Mmmm"

He laughed. "I know. Im starving too. Grab a fork." So she did. "Coke?" He asked as she took in a big bite of spagetti. She nodded her head up and down and he chuckled. "Okay." Then he was out of the livingroom.

When he came back he was juggling three cokes in his hands and three glasses filled with ice. She laughed and got up to help with the glasses. Then Ofcourse, Nick walked in through the hallway. "Damn Andy, You're making a lady do the work in your home." He walked across the room to take the cups from her hands. "I got this boo."

"Im not handicapped you know?" She added when she went to sit on the sofa back in her place next to Andy. Nick took a seat on the other sofa.

They both laughed and she rolled her eyes. Nick served himself some food and sat back eating pretty quickly. "Uh, I guess New York Boys have big appetites." She commented when he was finished, Andy following right behind him, and she still had half of her plate left.

They both laughed again. "Yeah i guess you could say that." Andy said. "But no matter where Nick's from, he's still a pig." Andy laughed and Brooke looked at Nick. Nick burst out into laughter and so she joined in. Guess this is normal behavior for them.

The night went on... they exchanged sarcatic remarks back and forth, Nick asked a few things about Brooke, and in the end all he got out of her was 'I'm cheer captain' He got a kick out of that one. 'I love shopping, its my obsession' Nick made fun of Andy's shopping and she supported Andy, Then he made fun of his hat obsession and she just had to join in, for fun. She understood a shopping disease when she saw one. He was also curious as to why she was staying there now, she simply said 'Im trying to get in Andy's pants.' They all looked at eachother and burst out laughing. Then she said. 'No, I just need to get out of my house because Vivian is driving me insane.' He'd asked her who that was, and she said it was her cranky grandmother.

She'd also asked about him and he'd told her about how he'd become a rapper and how he was working on his third album. She was completley impressed by him and the fact he was an artist. She felt completley horrible that she hadn't heard of him before, but he'd said it was cool and she promised him she'd give his stuff a listen.

She finished her food and the boys had seconds until they were all finally done. Then Brooke thought His Story...

"So Nick... Why exactly are you two here?" She glanced a look at Andy and then looked back at Nick.

"He hasn't told you?" He asked her and looked over her shoulder at Andy. "Damn dude thats probably the most exciting thing you could talk about... and you haven't?"

Andy shook his head. "Nope." He looked at Brooke and then back at Nick. "If you want to so bady go ahead."

Nick shrugged indifrently. "Andy's a big momma's boy, you should know that now." Andy rolled his eyes and Nick continued. "Anyway, his parents don't like me. Im 'a bad influence'." He shrugged. "I think its cause im older, but whatever. So Andy and me were at a gym up in New York and we were lifting weights. Suddenly we heard gunshots and well everyones reflexis kicked in and everybody got on the floor. We saw the guy with the gun walking towards the front room where everybody pays for membership and shit like that so we decided we'd try and escape, well... allot of people decided to do the same so..." He trailed off.

"So what?" Brooke asked. This was very interesting as promised by Andy. How could he just stop like that? ...

Nick popped his knuckles and got more comftrable on the couch. "Well, the guy came back out when there were only a few people left... including Andy. I'd just gotten out and..."

Nick gestured towards Andy to continue. He spoke leaning against the couch his head tilted back concentrating on the celing. "And so it was me a few guys and two ladies left inside. He pointed the gun at us making us back away from the door." He turned his head to look at Brooke and continued. "The guy looked back for a few seconds, probably making sure noone followed him or something, still pointing the gun in our direction, and in those few seconds... I don't know what happened i went at the guy, But it was so quick that i know i must have looked like a cartoon."

Nick chuckled beside Brooke. "You did." Durring 'chow down dinner' somehow Booke ended up between the two of them on the same sofa. Brooke turned her head to look at Nick. "Well he was on the news." He added. Brooke looked back at Andy.

"Wouldn't you have seen it then?" She asked confused.

"I didn't bother." He shrugged. "Anyway, I went for the gun and somehow got it out of his hands and it went flying somewhere, then we started kicking eachothers asses." He sounded a little smug when he said that. "I won, ofcourse." That explained it.

"Huh." Was all she said.

He chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, but i almost killed the guy..."

Brooked eyes widened. He shook his head. "I didn't though. They got him and locked him up, but i was lucky they caught everything on the security cam's or else i could have been in bigger trouble. I technically helped them capture the guy." He sighed. "But... I was also unlucky they caught me on video because my parents saw it on the news. I mean they found out anyway but... They didn't like that i did such a thing. You know. Risking my life... So they decided to send me here to try and keep me out of trouble."

"And away from me." Nick added.

"That too." Andy said sitting up. "I don't know why they did this. I mean, send me here." He shrugged. "It doesn't feel like punishment really, im still with Nick and doing the same crap i did over there, its all just in Tree Hill and not in New York."

She thought about the whole thing for a second. "Some punishment." She mummbled. He raised his eyebrows. "Well, You have a pretty nice house in your 'prison' Tree Hill. So i guess i don't find the point either."

Nick chuckled. "See, we're not crazy. She thinks its pointless too. Or maybe she just wishes she could get rid of us."

She rolled her eyes and yawned. Andy chuckled. "Was it not as interesting as i promised?" He teased.

She laughed a little and shook her head. "No... I guess its just been..." She thought through regionals and Vivian at home. "...a long day."

He nodded. "You can go upstairs if you want?"

She nodded. "I think i will."

Nick poked her side, causing her to lean towards Andy, She was ticklish. Nick laughed and Andy chuckled. He wraped his arms around her for a hug and whispered in her ear. "Don't worry about your mom, you can stay here as long as you want. Go sleep." She smiled and hugged him back. "Thanks." She whispered and leaned away getting up on her feet.

"Oh, No hug for Me?" Nick teased. She rolled her eyes playfully and leaned down to hug him. "Night boo."

She smiled. "Goodnight guys." She waved once as she walked out of the room. She thought about what they might talk about when she was gone, curiositty killed her. She leaned against the wall of the hallway between the livingroom and the entracne of the house where the staircase was.

"...You're a fuckin' liar" Nick was saying. They were talking in low voices, obviousley trying to keep it down because they didn't want her hearing. She felt a stinge of guilt surge through her and out quick. maybe i shouldn't be listening... but then again... if its about me... ?

"Im telling you the truth. Man, i wouldn't lie about sex." Sex? Maybe this wasn't about her...

"So you two haven't had sex? Or well, anything?" What? No!. No. No...

"No." He sighed, but he sounded frustrated or irritated with Nick. "It's not like that man. I mean we... I don't know. We connect the way me and you do." They did. On some level they knew eachother. Maybe it was because they were so similar, but they did connect. The way she never had with anyone. "I guess.. I guess you could say we're just friends." They were. "nothing more." He added. And strangley she felt her heart ache for a second. That sounded so final, like they couldn't be anything more... ever. Then confusion hit her. Why did she care? "but we are freinds. The way me and you are. I mean... I trust her." That woke her up and made her smile. He trusted her. And the way he said they were friends... Brooke knew Nick wouldn't get it, but she did. They were friends. She could tell him everything and he could too. Wow, funny how i just met him... Then she snapped out of it. No Brooke. No. Its too soon to trust him... What were you thinking? Well its out... She couldn't do anything about it now. Even... Even if she wanted to.

There was a long pause. "You trust her? And you're sure you don't like her... more than just a... friend.?"

"Hey, she trusts me enough to tell me some deep shit alright. I do think thats enough for me to trust her." He didn't answer completly.

"Whatever man, turn on the TV."

They dropped it? Just like that? Did they know she was listening? Shit. Shit. Shit. No, how could they? Ugh. She turned and tiptoed upstairs and into Andys room. She went to sleep in her clothes for that night thinking about what she heard....

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Does Andy sound like he's a big fat liar or what?