Alright everyone! I'm so glad you're all enjoying this. I'm completely motivated to maybe make a sequel after this one is finished, but that's awhile coming because I've got to finish this one first, hehe! Okay, now on with the story!

Chapter 4: Lucas's POV
I don't think I've ever been more bored on a Saturday. I was hanging around the Cafe with absolutely nothing to do. I had even started waiting on customers, I was that bored. I wish Haley would hurry back. I found myself cursing Nathan more because he was taking up some of her time. I know I'm being selfish, but you tend to get selfish when you're bored.
The bell above the door chimed and I couldn't stop myself from looking up to see if Haley was back. Unfortunately, it wasn't Haley, but Brooke, who entered the Cafe.
"Hey Sexy." She cooed in a sultry voice, leaning on the counter in a playful manner. Her eyes were twinkling with mischief and her smile held secrecy and want.
"What can I get you Brooke?" I asked tiredly. I was not in the mood to deal with her games today.
"Just you, Stud, just you." She replied, licking her lips seductively.
I rolled my eyes. "Seeing as I'm not on the menu, what else can I get you?" I was getting irritated.
"I guess a lowfat Latte wouldn't hurt." She sighed, giving in. "You sure you're not on the menu."
"Positive." I replied, not looking at her, while I made her Latte. "I'm not and never will be on any menu coming your way, Brooke."
"Well, that's not fair." She pouted, thrusting out her lower lip. "You're too delectable to give up without a fight."
"Give it up, Brooke. He's not interested." Another voice said firmly. I grinned upon seeing Haley enter the diner, but then frowned again seeing Nathan come in behind her.
"Well, hey there, Tutorgirl." Brooke greeted her with mock cheerfulness. "Hello Nathan."
"Brooke." He nodded curtly, frowning slightly at her. Haley merely rolled her eyes at Brooke and sauntered up to the counter.
"Hey bestest buddy, did ya miss me?" She smile, plopping down on the stool across from me. She was cheerful, that much was obvious.
"More than you'll ever know." I mumbled, placing Brooke's Latte on the counter. "That's be 4.25." I told her,
Brooke placed a five on the table. "Keep the change, you're worth way more than that." She smiled and took the to go cup out the door with her.
I dropped my head to the counter and groaned. That girl was never going to get a clue. She was a nice enough girl, but I wasn't interested in her that way.
"Aww, poor Luke." Haley sympatised, patting me on the back. I mumble something incoherant in response.
"So, I'll see you later, Haley?" Nathan asked uncomfortably, trying to avoid my gaze. He was on my turf now and he knew it.
"Way laterz." She replied, waving him off. He nodded and left the Cafe, as quickly and as discreetly as he could.
"So, how was tutoring?" I asked, grabbing the two sandwhiches and cokes I had hid beneath the counter for us. I led her over to a table.
"It was alright. He's finally starting to get it, which makes me happy. He was being flirty today though, for some odd reason." She took a grateful sip of the coke I gave her.
"Did it ever occur to you that maybe he actually likes you Hales, as more than just his tutor? I saw the way he was looking at you and noticed the way he asked if he'd see you later." I shuddered. "As much as the thought of you two together really creeps me out."
"Why should it?" She asked, biting into her sandwhich. "What would be wrong with us being together?"
"Um Hales, it's Nathan. Nathan Scottm the all time jerk, who's main reason in life is to make mine a living hell. Forgiving me if I don't enjoy the thought of my best friend and vile enemy together." I made a disgusted face.
"Point." She nodded in agreement, sipping her drink again. "Would it really creep you out that much?"
"Hmm, let me think about that." I pretended to think. "Um........YES." I laughed. She joined in.
"Alright, alright, you win." She nodded, admitting defeat. "Well ,the thought of you and Brooke Davis creeps me out."
I gave an involuntsry shudder. "Not alone in that thought, Babe." I agreed. "Brooke is too forward for my tastes. I like to mske the first moves."
"That's because you're the classic gentlemen. Never pushing, but always taking the lead when things are ready to escalate." Haley pointed out.
"That's a good thing right?" I asked, hoping it was.
"It's a very good thing. It makes you trust worthy and reliable. You can be a bad boy when you want to be, but mostly we don't have to worry about bringing you home to Mom." Haley explained.
"Good to know." I laughed. "The Classic Gentleman, huh?" I teased. "So, is that what you look for in a guy?"
"Hmm. Yeah, I guess it is. The Classic Gentleman can be unpredictable, yet still has good intentions no matter what. That's every girl's dream guy, I suppose." She took a thoughtful sip of her coke.
"I'm every girl's dream guy huh? Even yours?" I teased.
"Oh, you caught me! I dream about you everynight Luke. I want you so bad." She deadpanned.
I laughed. "I always knew I was Irresitable."

That's it, R&R, you know the drill.