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Lucas stood there. At this moment he sensed he was supposed to choose, but who to choose? He had already taken many, many chances on Peyton and she had made it quite clear then that all she wanted was some fun. And now, here she is saying she wants everything he's wanted. And she wants it with him. And then you have Brooke. She finally let someone in. Lucas didn't want to hurt her. She had made it clear from the beginning that she liked Lucas. And he started to have some feeling towards her.
'How do I choose without hurting someone?' Lucas asked his conscience.
He took his eyes off Peyton and looked at Brooke who wouldn't look at him.
At that moment Peyton swung open the door and slammed it behind her as she retreated to her car. She sped out of the driveway and blasted her music.
Lucas stood staring at the door. 'Do I go after her?' he wondered silently.
In the meantime, Brooke had went back to his room and gotten her things, and brushed past him as she headed for the door.
"Hey, where are you going now?" Lucas asked.
Brooke turned around. Lucas couldn't read the blank expression on her face. "I'm pretty sure you decided. And I'm sure it wasn't me," she stated, keeping her voice even. "Go, you better go after her before she changes her mind. You know how uncertain Peyton is."
Luke tilted his head a little to the side and contemplated what Brooke had said. Brooke just shook her head and reached for the doorknob. Lucas came up behind her and used his hand to close the door when she tried to open it. Brooke turned around, her back against the door, but looked at the floor. She wanted to get out of the before whatever was left of her strong, hard reserve dissipated.
Lucas tilted Brooke's head so her eyes met his. For a minute there they almost looked like they were glassy. Brooke was right. Why should he drop what might be a good thing because she came to her senses? And how long would this revelation last?
"Brooke," Lucas started.
"No Luke, if this is some way to explain why you're choosing her over me just save it. I really don't want to hear it. So do us both a favor and -," Brooke ranted, being interrupted by Luke pressing his mouth hard against hers.
He had made his choice.
Lucas stood there. At this moment he sensed he was supposed to choose, but who to choose? He had already taken many, many chances on Peyton and she had made it quite clear then that all she wanted was some fun. And now, here she is saying she wants everything he's wanted. And she wants it with him. And then you have Brooke. She finally let someone in. Lucas didn't want to hurt her. She had made it clear from the beginning that she liked Lucas. And he started to have some feeling towards her.
'How do I choose without hurting someone?' Lucas asked his conscience.
He took his eyes off Peyton and looked at Brooke who wouldn't look at him.
At that moment Peyton swung open the door and slammed it behind her as she retreated to her car. She sped out of the driveway and blasted her music.
Lucas stood staring at the door. 'Do I go after her?' he wondered silently.
In the meantime, Brooke had went back to his room and gotten her things, and brushed past him as she headed for the door.
"Hey, where are you going now?" Lucas asked.
Brooke turned around. Lucas couldn't read the blank expression on her face. "I'm pretty sure you decided. And I'm sure it wasn't me," she stated, keeping her voice even. "Go, you better go after her before she changes her mind. You know how uncertain Peyton is."
Luke tilted his head a little to the side and contemplated what Brooke had said. Brooke just shook her head and reached for the doorknob. Lucas came up behind her and used his hand to close the door when she tried to open it. Brooke turned around, her back against the door, but looked at the floor. She wanted to get out of the before whatever was left of her strong, hard reserve dissipated.
Lucas tilted Brooke's head so her eyes met his. For a minute there they almost looked like they were glassy. Brooke was right. Why should he drop what might be a good thing because she came to her senses? And how long would this revelation last?
"Brooke," Lucas started.
"No Luke, if this is some way to explain why you're choosing her over me just save it. I really don't want to hear it. So do us both a favor and -," Brooke ranted, being interrupted by Luke pressing his mouth hard against hers.
He had made his choice.
