Not So Friendly Feelings
Chapter 1
It was dark out now. He had been at the court for, well he wasn't sure how long, but it was light when he had arrived. Taking a shot, he missed for the 12th time in a row. "@#%$." He grumbled slamming the ball against the ground. He watch as the it bounced off of the court and rolled until it was stopped by the foot of an unseen observer.
"You shouldn't take your anger out on the ball." Peyton's commented as she stepped into the lights of the basketball court. "What are you doing here?" She asked, as she threw the ball back at him and he caught it.
"The better question would be, What are you doing here?" He replied, dribbling the ball for a few seconds before taking another shot. It hung on the rim for a second, then fell outside of the hoop. "I give up." He sighed, as he walked over to the picnic table and sat on the table.
"You wanna talk about it?" She joined him on the table.
"About what?" He questioned, looking down at his pants and brushing off the dirt.
"Oh I don't know...what ever bug crawled up your ass."
"There's no bug up my ass..." He denied, looking out onto the court.
"Yes there is. And...I'd say it's a pretty big one." Lucas was silent for a minute, as he played with a loose thread on his sleeve. "Let me guess...does it have something to do with the fact that my wonderful ex-boyfriend is on a date with his 'tutor' right now?"
"I don't want to talk about her." Anger raged inside Lucas at the mention of Nathan and Haley's stupid date. She had told him that their relationship was purely student/teacher, but she lied. When he found out, he was so hurt that he could even describe the feeling. It was like being stabbed in the back over and over. He and Haley had gotten in a huge fight before she left. He couldn't understand how she could go out with Nathan; The one person in the world who he hated more then anything and who hated him. "How could she do it?" He asked in disbelief not expecting anyone to have an answer.
"As soon as he gets you in his grips you're powerless to stop it...believe me...I know." She sighed with a hint of sadness. "I despised cheerleaders before I started dating Nathan."
"So why'd you do it?"
"Cause...he WAS nice and cute and the boy that every girl dreams of." She explained, remembering how Nathan was when they first started dating. "Then...a few months into it, he just...changed." Looking over at Lucas, she could see the hurt in his face. "You love her don't you?"
"She's my best friend of co...."
"No." She stopped him. "I mean...you LOVE her."
"What? No...Haley's my friend. That's it." His voice was filled with more disappointment then he had intended.
"Yeah. That's real convincing." Peyton joked, elbowing him. "Ya know...life would be a lot less complicated if everyone had someone to tell them what they were feeling, but unfortunately it doesn't happen that often...so my advice...." she stood up and rested her hand on his shoulder. "...is to take this rare gift and do something about it." With that comment, she turned and began to walk away.
"Peyton." He called.
"Yeah?" She turned and looked back at him.
"Thanks."
She smiled slightly, but couldn't manage a full one because deep down her heart was breaking. Her feelings for Lucas were stronger then ever at the moment. She had gone there that night to tell him how she felt, but it was obvious that his heart belonged to someone else. And if that girl was smart...she would open her eyes and see what she had right in front of her.
Chapter 1
It was dark out now. He had been at the court for, well he wasn't sure how long, but it was light when he had arrived. Taking a shot, he missed for the 12th time in a row. "@#%$." He grumbled slamming the ball against the ground. He watch as the it bounced off of the court and rolled until it was stopped by the foot of an unseen observer.
"You shouldn't take your anger out on the ball." Peyton's commented as she stepped into the lights of the basketball court. "What are you doing here?" She asked, as she threw the ball back at him and he caught it.
"The better question would be, What are you doing here?" He replied, dribbling the ball for a few seconds before taking another shot. It hung on the rim for a second, then fell outside of the hoop. "I give up." He sighed, as he walked over to the picnic table and sat on the table.
"You wanna talk about it?" She joined him on the table.
"About what?" He questioned, looking down at his pants and brushing off the dirt.
"Oh I don't know...what ever bug crawled up your ass."
"There's no bug up my ass..." He denied, looking out onto the court.
"Yes there is. And...I'd say it's a pretty big one." Lucas was silent for a minute, as he played with a loose thread on his sleeve. "Let me guess...does it have something to do with the fact that my wonderful ex-boyfriend is on a date with his 'tutor' right now?"
"I don't want to talk about her." Anger raged inside Lucas at the mention of Nathan and Haley's stupid date. She had told him that their relationship was purely student/teacher, but she lied. When he found out, he was so hurt that he could even describe the feeling. It was like being stabbed in the back over and over. He and Haley had gotten in a huge fight before she left. He couldn't understand how she could go out with Nathan; The one person in the world who he hated more then anything and who hated him. "How could she do it?" He asked in disbelief not expecting anyone to have an answer.
"As soon as he gets you in his grips you're powerless to stop it...believe me...I know." She sighed with a hint of sadness. "I despised cheerleaders before I started dating Nathan."
"So why'd you do it?"
"Cause...he WAS nice and cute and the boy that every girl dreams of." She explained, remembering how Nathan was when they first started dating. "Then...a few months into it, he just...changed." Looking over at Lucas, she could see the hurt in his face. "You love her don't you?"
"She's my best friend of co...."
"No." She stopped him. "I mean...you LOVE her."
"What? No...Haley's my friend. That's it." His voice was filled with more disappointment then he had intended.
"Yeah. That's real convincing." Peyton joked, elbowing him. "Ya know...life would be a lot less complicated if everyone had someone to tell them what they were feeling, but unfortunately it doesn't happen that often...so my advice...." she stood up and rested her hand on his shoulder. "...is to take this rare gift and do something about it." With that comment, she turned and began to walk away.
"Peyton." He called.
"Yeah?" She turned and looked back at him.
"Thanks."
She smiled slightly, but couldn't manage a full one because deep down her heart was breaking. Her feelings for Lucas were stronger then ever at the moment. She had gone there that night to tell him how she felt, but it was obvious that his heart belonged to someone else. And if that girl was smart...she would open her eyes and see what she had right in front of her.