Tree Hill High
Brooke walked down the hall and it felt as if everyone was staring at her. When she got to her locker she rested her head on the cold metal. One lone tear streaked down her cheek. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Peyton coming down the hall. She wiped her tear and fumbled with the combination. Peyton stopped next to Brooke trying to get her attention. "Look Brooke, whatever is going on, you can tell me." "Now why would I want to do that? What so I can have my best friend screw me over again, I think not." She slammed her locker and walked off in a huff. Peyton wished that everything would go back to normal, the way things used to be. Little did she know things would never be the same.
"Hey Peyt!" Lucas looked and sounded chipper. "Hey, what's going on with Brooke. She's like overly crabby today." "Yeah, well she has a lot on her plate right now." "Well I'm SUPPOSED to be her best friend, but I really screwed that one up." "You know I think she'll come around in time, just let her cool down." "Yeah, I guess." Peyton said her good-bye and ran to her car, she had to go see Brooke.
Knocking
"Brooke are you in there." This was a stupid question, of course she was home. "Come on Brooke open up!" Peyton heard footsteps coming down the front hall. "What do you want Peyton?" Brooke asked right as she swung the door open. "Look Brooke we really need to talk, I can't do this anymore." Why did everyone suddenly want to talk to Brooke? After a short deliberation Brooke decided she needed to get some stuff off her chest. "Fine come in."
Sorry this chapter was so short, I'll update tomorrow hopefully.