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Chapter Thirteen
Brooke sat inside her room in the apartment that her and Lucas now shared. Even though she never slept in this room, she spent the days that Lucas and her friends were at school or work inside her room. She had arranged it into a work studio where she could work on her latest clothes for her reborn clothing line, Clothes over Bros. It had nearly been two months since Brooke had woken up from her coma, and while the first month had had it's rocky parts, the second month had been simply amazing. It was as if the coma erased all the bad things in her life, and brought her nothing but bliss.
It was the middle of April, giving Lucas, Peyton and Haley only a month or so before they were done with their sophomore year of college. Brooke had gotten her GED, applied to NYU and been accepted to start her freshmen year in the fall. As much as she was excited about school, Brooke was even more excited about the summer vacation, trying to plan a huge trip for them all to go on. She knew, that deep down, she was making up for the "Seniors of 2007 Road Trip!" that she missed out on.
Everyday Brooke went out to do what she called "fashion recon." Basically, she walked around the stores trying to get a feel for what people were now into. Of course she wanted to have her own Brooke Davis style and touch to her clothes, but to her, what was fashionable was literally 'two years ago." She stopped immediately when she saw two teenage girls walk into a couture dress shop. She slowly followed them, and observed as they tried on dress after dress, laughing and carrying on just like... her and Peyton used to do. She continued to watch as her heart grew heavier and heavier, until she finally left the store, tears falling from her eyes.
She called a cab and went straight home, sobbing the whole way, getting several odd looks from the driver of the cab.
She laid in her bed for hours, crying and going through old photographs. Photos from games, parties, school. Photos from her Junior Formal, where she had gone home with Lucas instead of her beneficial friend, Felix. 'That's where it all started', she thought, crying even harder. She realized that was the moment that changed her and Lucas forever, just like the winning shot changed Lucas' life. How ironic it was that she actually could look back and see that's the moment everything changed.
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By the time Lucas arrived home, Brooke was a mess, and he knew it before he saw her. Usually, the apartment was filled with music from her room or sounds from a daytime soap opera she would be engulfed in. Today, when he walked in, it was awkwardly silent. He found her in her room, lying on her belly on the bed, tissue in hand as she flipped through an old photo album.
He walked over and joined her on the bed, put his arm around her back, and looked at the photo album. It was pictures of them at the Junior Formal.
"Pretty girl, what's going through that beautiful head of yours?" he softly kissed her temple.
"I just hate that I missed it all. I hate that I missed Graduation. I hate not getting to wear that hideous cap and gown, go sit in the bleachers on the football field and sweat like crazy because no one can ever have an air conditioned graduation." He laughed at this comment, knowing it was true. "I hate that I missed Prom, Lucas. I hate that I didn't get to see who was King and Queen, and wear this awesome dress that I put on lay away. I missed it all. The parties and road trips. I missed it." She whimpered softly.
"This wouldn't be why you would be planning 'Brooke's Road Trip 2009' would it?" he asked.
She looked at him guiltily. "Ok, so maybe. I just want to be able to do the things I never got to."
"Brooke, there's no way you can make up for everything you missed. You wouldn't be living life right now." He said to her softly.
"I know, I guess you're right. I just wanted to have fun, ya know? Like I should have two years ago."
"I do know. And that's why we're going to have one hell of a road trip this summer." He grinned at her. He suddenly saw a flicker in her sad eyes, as she smiled and kissed him.
"Broody, I don't know what I'd do without you."
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"Hales! We've got to go!" Nathan called from the living room.
"Just give me like.. thirty seconds!" she yelled back.
"Hales, we're going to the doctor. You don't need any make-up, or curled hair. No one is even going to see you besides me, and I always think you're beautiful." He said walking back towards their bedroom.
"Ok. Let's go!" She said as she walked of the room, and headed towards the front door.
"And I wasn't getting ready, by the way." She said as she got into the car. "I was on the phone with Lucas."
"Oh. What's up?"
"Not really much. He told me about some stuff he and Brooke talked about this afternoon. Apparently, there is some big plan in the works. He said Brooke has been having a hard time with all the stuff she missed."
"Yeah, I could understand that. But I'm sure whatever Brooke and Lucas are planning will turn out being a great time."
"It usually is. We can talk more about this after the appointment." she said quietly.
"Are you nervous, Hales?"
"A little bit. I can't really figure it out. I mean, I know we actually get to see the baby today, and I should be really excited, well I mean I am really excited. But I can't figure out why I'm so nervous."
"Haley, it's okay to be scared. I know I'm scared."
"Really?"
"Of course, but you know that we're in this together. Always and forever." He smiled at her.
"Thank you, Nathan."
"For what?"
"For always making me feel better, especially about this."
After they had arrived at the doctors office, they patiently sat in the waiting room. Nathan flipped through an ESPN magazine while Haley flipped through People magazine.
"Hey Nathan?" she asked
"Yeah babe?"
"Have you thought about any names?"
"Well, I mean a little." he answered shyly.
"Really?" she asked excitedly, sitting up more in her chair. "Have you thought of any you liked?"
"No. Not really. Have you?"
"No, I want this baby to have a unique name, you know?"
"Ok, I have an idea. I guess it's kind of like a game, but it can help us look at names instead of looking through boring books."
"Ok..." she said warily.
"Alright, close your magazine." He closed his, and she followed. "Now open it up, and tell me the first name you see. Ok?"
"Ok."
"Alright open."
They both searched for the first name on the page. They both looked up. Nathan was laughing, while Haley's was slightly disgusted.
"Ok, so what did you get?" he asked.
"Elton." she said flatly.
"Elton? As in.."
"Elton John." This made Nathan laugh even harder. "Ok, so what did you get?"
"Emeka."
"Emmeha-what-a?"
"E-mek-a." Nathan repeated. "As in Emeka Okafor."
"Emeka Scott." Haley rolled her eyes. "Great..."
"Haley James-Scott?" they both heard a voice call. "The doctor is ready to see you."
They both looked at each other, and Nathan gave Haley a "this is it" look.
They walked back and sat in the room the nurse had directed them to. After about ten minutes, the doctor walked in.
"Haley, Nathan, I'm Dr. Shoemaker, I'm sure you remember me from the initial meeting." They both nodded. "Okay, let's get started. Haley, would you please lie back, and lift your shirt up over your belly." As she did so, Nathan smiled at the tiny bump that was already forming on her stomach. Haley winced as the doctor rubbed the cold jelly on her stomach.
"Look at the screen." He told them while holding the scanning device to Haley's belly. "There's baby Scott."
Nathan smiled, and looked over to see tears in Haley's eyes. He grabbed her hand, and gave her it a small squeeze. "Can you tell it's gender yet?" He asked.
"No, we won't be able to tell that until weeks 18-20. Haley's about 12 weeks right now, so you're still a while off."
"Well whatever he or she is," Haley smiled through her tears, " he or she is definitely not being named Emeka."
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A week later Brooke woke up to a dozen red roses on the pillow next to her head. She smiled as she sat up, and picked them up to smell them. She had become used to the habit of sleeping in after Lucas left in the mornings, and he usually left her a note or something small on her pillow. She grabbed the note that was inside the bouquet.
Good morning Pretty Girl,
First of all, I want to tell you how much I love you and wish I could be lying there next to you right now, but I want to inform you that I have a surprise for you tonight. (Don't worry I'll be picking you up myself.) Later this afternoon you will receive a package, and I will be around to pick you up at six. I'll see you then, I hope you have a wonderful day.
-Lucas
Brooke sat there confused on what he could possibly be surprising her with. She waited very impatiently the rest of the day for her 'package' to arrive. She called all of her friends, including Jake and Nathan, to see if they had any idea as to what stunt Lucas was pulling. After she hung the phone with Haley (her third call today), once again failing to get any information out of her, she heard the door knock. She opened the door to find Peyton with a huge white box wrapped with a red bow.
"Peyton?"
"I'm supposed to give you this, but I have to leave before you open it, so I don't give you answers after you see what's inside. I hope you enjoy it, because you definitely deserve this." she said putting the box on the counter. "But I'm going to go meet Haley, and you had better call me later with details." she winked at Brooke, and walked back out of the apartment.
Brooke took the box, and sat on the couch, bewildered. Not wanting to wait a single second later, she opened the box, lifted off the tissue paper to reveal red silk.
"No! No!" Brooke shouted excitedly. As she pulled it out, she realized it was the dress, her dress. It was the dress she had put on lay away almost two years ago. But how did Lucas get this?
Brooke ran into her room and immediately getting ready for, well, whatever it was Lucas was taking her to. She decided to leave her hair down, in light curls that framed her face and fell down past her shoulders.
Two hours later, she heard another knock on the door. She opened it to find Lucas, dressed in a tux with a red vest that matched perfectly to her dress.
"You look absolutely beautiful." he said leaning in to kiss her.
"Lucas, what is going on?"
He smiled as he handed her a jewelry box.
"Lucas, I can't take all of this. I don't even know how, but someone you got my dress, I don't need anything more." she blushed.
"Please open it." She looked up at him, and his eyes were so sweet and genuine. She opened the box, in which laid the most beautiful set of diamond earrings.
"Lucas..." she whispered.
"I really hope you liked them, this is the first time I've ever picked out jewelry." he said, slightly nervous.
"Lucas, they're so beautiful." She walked over to a mirror and put the earrings into her ears. She walked back over to Lucas, and he held out his hand.
"Come with me." He lead her outside, where a limo was parked on the side of the street. He escorted her over to it, opened the door, and she stepped inside where she was met by Haley, Nathan, Peyton, and Jake all dressed up in formal wear.
"You guys!" she said, starting to cry.
As Lucas stepped into the car, Jake started to get out the glasses while Peyton got out champagne, and a small bottle of grape juice for Haley, and started to pour them into the glasses. After everyone had received their glass, Peyton held hers up.
"To dreams coming true." She said. They all held up their glasses, and drank to her toast. About twenty minutes later, the limo came to a stop outside a hotel. Each respective couple stepped out, and they all walked inside.
Brooke was completely confused by what was going on. Lucas led her down a hallway, and they walked through a set of double doors that led to a grand ballroom. Brooke looked up at the banner which read, "Dreams come true."
She looked up at Lucas, pleading with her eyes for some kind of explanation.
"Welcome to your Prom, Brooke Davis." he smiled at her and led her into the room.