…Contemplation …
Chapter
Dishonesty
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Monday April 2nd
The façade of a person who doesn't want to be discovered is sometimes thicker than solid ice. Nathan Scott is not the person I assumed he was, nor the person he pretended to be. It took months of jealousy, hate and torment, but finally we came to reconciliation. We began to understand each other, in the struggle to please our father… Well, more along the lines of Nathan trying to please him, but things change. People change…
Luke. S
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The silence that filled the classroom was deafening, but she still couldn't concentrate. Scanning over the test once more she sighed, why is it so hard for me to focus?
Recently everything had been anomalous, actually everything was always abnormal, but it was different now. The past months went by rather rapidly, the Scott brother's began to get along, Peyton was doing her best at being 'open' and Brooke was minding her own business. So what changed? Haley James sighed, finishing up the last remaining questions and flipping her paper over. Thoughts flooded to her head and worry seeped through her veins as she recognized exactly what was unusual. Lucas.
The bell rang, the one that every student groaned hearing, because it had the tendency of shrieking in his or her eardrums. Haley cursed silently to her self, making sure she let the principal know he was taking the chance of affecting their hearing.
She walked down the hall, impatiently as usual. Loading all of the heavy books into her locker and grabbing her coat. She slammed the locker shut, meeting eyes with the person who was leaning on the locker beside her.
"Hey Luke," she embraced him in a quick hug, feeling him tense on her. "What's wrong?" she arched her eyebrow, a hand gliding up the side of his face and circling the soft skin of his cheek.
He relaxed into her touch, looking her in the eyes and decided not to do it. "Nothing, I'm fine."
She smiled unsurely, "You lying?"
He chuckled softly, "Of course not."
"Good," she studied his features once more, taking in the way his eyes mellowed and his form has changed slightly. She ignored it, shaking her head; nothing's wrong. "So um? Do you want to get something to eat?"
He ran his fingers through his hair, "I cant." His reply was simple, his voice distant.
"Yes you can," She encouraged, "After all being a senior has its benefits, off school ground lunches." Her voice was cheery and a smile formed on her lips.
"Peyton asked if she could speak with me," he sighed, "Again."
Haley's features softened, she furrowed her eyebrows and said, "What do you think she'll say this time?"
"I don't know," he exhaled again, "But I have to go."
She sighed, forced a smile and nodded her head, "Okay."
"You'll be fine?" He asked, starting to walk off.
"Of course," She said and muttered 'I hope you'll be fine' under her breath, watching his retreating figure.
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"Can you hand me that calculator?" Haley locked eyes with her textbook, determination expanding in her features.
"Haley?" Nathan switched his observation from his article to her.
"Yes?" She asked, her eyes meeting his.
It had become a regular; they would meet at each other's house after school or during lunch to go over work. Haley, months ago, got Nathan on his feet and now he was practically tutoring her…well not really, but he didn't need help nonetheless. Let's just say he tutored her in diverse things.
"Have you talked to Lucas?" He furrowed his eyebrows, a somber expression coming over him.
She returned the look curiously, "Yes, why?"
He shrugged, crossing his arms to his chest, "He's been acting different lately."
Bingo. She put down the textbook and contemplated the week's events. "You've noticed too?"
He responded with a sigh and a slight nod, "It's as if he's avoiding me."
"Same here." Haley locked her fingers together, "What do you think is wrong?"
He heaved a sigh, took his cell phone from his pocket and said, "I don't know, but I'm sure Peyton does."
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What's another word for dishonesty? Deceitfulness.
"Peyton, you lied to me," his voice was weary and he rubbed his eyes sleepily.
It didn't go unnoticed by her; she arched her eyebrow, "is everything really okay with you?"
"Do you really care?" he asked bitterly.
She sighed at his words, hating the disdain that leaked from his voice. "How many times do I have to tell you I do?"
"Until I start believing it."
"Lucas…" hesitantly she looked in his eyes, "did you tell Haley yet?"
He shook his head, "I expect you to keep it a secret as well."
"Nathan keeps calling me." She tucked a stray curl behind her ear. "Their worried about you."
Silence
Deceitfulness. "I hope you haven't told them too."
His words tore at her heart and the feeling; lack of conviction from Lucas hurt more than anything. "I haven't," she muttered softly, avoiding his now seemingly tiresome blue eyes.
"Good," he mumbled, opening her front door and heading out.
She pursued him, "Luke wait."
"What?"
"Can't we talk?"
"I asked you a favor and you deceived me." He shook his head, looking anywhere but her. "I asked you not to tell anyone and the next thing you know my mom is worried."
"She needed to know," she said sternly, anger parting from her tongue. "Why do you think that no one needs to know? She's your mother for god sake and Haley is your best friend. Excuse me if I go and tell your brother, then you'll really hate me." Her words were sarcastic, but never lacked disparagement.
"I don't hate you," he muttered softly, "I can't ever hate you and would never think of it."
Their eyes met, both exhaling frustrated air.
She walked over to him, lightly placing her small hand in his big one. She entwined his fingers with hers and nodded, "Good, because I'm not going anywhere."
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I guess you can say I've always been timid to live my life to the fullest. I've always hid in my little corner with Haley close beside me, but sometimes those corners that we confide aren't enough and were meant for better things. Even when your world is torn apart and you loose everything precious to you, eventually you realize no matter what that there is always someone out there, someone to hold your hand; easing the pain.
-Lucas Scott
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