AN: First of all - sorry for the long wait and terrible short update. But I'm stuck. Old fashioned stuck. I don't know where to go with this fic. I know I want to include Prom, graduation and maybe even the guys winning State, but I don't how to do it and where to go after that :( it sucks. And it's annoying the crap out of me, so I really hope it'll get better after a while..

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Ok enough with this AN, time to proceed with the fic - enjoy!

Nathan sighed and looked at his watch – 8.15 - Peyton should arrive any minute now. He felt nervous and couldn't help but wonder what she thought about all of this. Nathan adjusted the table setting for what seemed like the millionth time that morning and looked at the road, to if the car was in sight already.

He heard a car pulling over a few minutes later and smiled when he saw the black limo. Nathan got up and walked over to the car. He cleared his throat and opened the door. Before Peyton had a chance to look outside, he got in and gave her a kiss "Good morning, gorgeous."

Nathan kissed her again "Are you excited?"

Peyton nodded. She didn't know what Nathan had organised and even though she normally didn't like surprises that much, she was excited about today.

Nathan got a black scarf out of his pocket "Well, you're just going to have to wait a little longer, Sawyer," he laughed when he saw the curious look on Peyton's face "Turn around." He gently placed the scarf in front of her eyes and tied it together on the back of Peyton's head. Nathan grabbed her hand and whispered in her ear "Follow me."

Peyton felt the goose bumps rising on her skin and grabbed on tight.

Nathan placed his hand on her back, as they walked towards the table, to let Peyton know he was there. Letting go of her hand, he pulled back the chair and turned towards Peyton. Nathan stood behind her, grabbed her waist and put his mouth close to her ear "Just take one step to the right."

She did and felt Nathan's hands gently pushing her down. When she sat down, he untied the scarf and carefully removed it. Peyton blinked, trying to get used to the bright light.

Nathan walked over to the other side of the table and sat down as well. He looked at Peyton "What do you think?"

Peyton smiled when she saw the work Nathan had done. There was a beautiful set table, with fresh flowers and all the things needed for a delicious breakfast. "It's perfect, Nate."

He smiled and put his hand on hers, glad that she liked it. It had been difficult to keep this a surprise, but Nathan liked to believe he succeeded.

Peyton enjoyed every minute of their breakfast and just when she thought their relationship couldn't get any better, Nathan would do something like this and they would be on a whole new level together.

When Peyton was finished, she folded her napkin and waited for Nathan "Are we having breakfast like this every Monday from now on?"

Nathan laughed and shook his head "Only on special occasions, Sawyer. It's too expensive to do this every week."

Peyton nodded "Ok. Deal. But can I ask what the special occasion is today?"

Nathan nodded, he got up and took Peyton's hand "Close your eyes." Nathan said, as he stood in front of Peyton.

Peyton did and butterflies were taking over her stomach when she heard his low voice.

"Will you go to prom with me, Peyton Sawyer?"

Peyton opened her eyes and saw the corsage Nathan had put in her arm. She gently touched the flowers and threw her arms around Nathan "I would love to, Nate."

Brooke opened her locker and got out her English books. All of a sudden a beautiful red and white corsage flashed in front of her eyes and for a moment Brooke thought Lucas had changed his mind about not wanting to go to prom.

She soon realised it was Peyton who was standing next to her, holding her arm out so Brooke could see her corsage. "It's beautiful, P. Sawyer." Brooke tried to smile at her best friend, who of course noticed there was something wrong.

"Brooke, what's up with the sad eyes?" Peyton put her arm around Brooke and waited for a reply.

Brooke shrugged "Luke told me he doesn't want to go to prom this morning," she pouted a little and sighed "He says he doesn't feel like celebrating something if it's in the same place where Keith got killed and I understand that, really. But it's prom, Peyton. We've dreamed about this ever since we were little kids and now I have to miss it."

Peyton gave her a hug "You can come with us,"

Brooke shook her head and slammed her locker shut "No, it'll be no fun without Lucas."

"I'll talk to him, Brooke. He'll go." Nathan gave Brooke a wink.

Brooke gave Nathan a faint smile "Thank you, Nathan, but I really think there's nothing you can say to convince him."

"We'll see about that, Brooke."

She nodded and hooked arms with Peyton, as they walked over to English class.

"What's this I hear about you not wanting to go to prom?"

Lucas looked up and saw Nathan standing in front of him arms crossed, waiting for an answer. He shrugged "I don't know, Nate. It just doesn't feel right.' He looked down again, at the basketball he was holding.

Nathan sat down next to his brother, on the bench overlooking the River court. "That's bullshit, Luke."

Lucas shook his head "Why? Because I don't feel it's right to have a party in the same building where Keith got shot. Because maybe I think Keith deserves a little more respect?" He stood up and threw his basketball across the court.

Nathan shrugged and looked at Lucas "It's still bullshit, Luke."

"You keep telling yourself that, Nathan, but if it wasn't for you, Keith wouldn't be dead!" Lucas looked at Nathan, his eyes narrowed. Part of him couldn't believe he actually said that to Nathan, but part of him also knew that it had been bothering him ever since Keith died. There was this annoying little voice in the back of his head, that kept asking if things would have been different if Nathan hadn't walked out of the library. Lucas had tried to ignore the fact that they would have buried Peyton if Nathan had stayed in the library.

Nathan shook his head and couldn't believe what he had just heard "I'm going to pretend that you didn't just said that, Lucas," he got and walked over to his brother, stopping right in front of him "But ask yourself this – what would Keith have to say about all of this? You might be shocked by the answer." Nathan turned around and walked away, leaving Lucas on the court.

Lucas bent his head and looked at the grey concrete. He knew Nathan was right. Deep down in his heart, he knew that Keith would want him to go to prom. Lucas also knew, that Keith didn't blame Nathan for what happened. But sometimes, that little voice inside his head got the best of him.