It was lunch time, and before Brooke met up with her possible boyfriend and
friends she was helping Theresa practice a move for a cheer.
"No!" Brooke yelled. She spent her whole free period working with Theresa. This was like the 50th run through for it. She was getting the turn, the clap, the pivot, the cart wheel but not the round off part. They were out in the court yard outside of the cafeteria. "It was better," Brooke said trying to be nicer. "Here, let me show you again." Brooke did the sequence with a perfect handspring, a cartwheel round off.
"What are you doing Brooke?" Lucas said, running out the cafeteria doors. "You can't be doing that!" he yelled, sounding panicked.
Theresa looked to Brooke. "Why can't she?"
"Because my boyfriend needs my...company," she grinned. "Later Theresa. Keep working. You'll get the hang of it."
Brooke and Lucas walked back into the cafeteria. "Luke!" Brooke argued. "What were you thinking? I can do what I want."
"Not when it comes to us and the...you know," he said softly so no one but Brooke would here. "If we're going to do this, you can't do any more tumbling things you guys do."
"Gymnastics," Brooke corrected him.
"Yeah that."
This was going to be harder than she thought. "It's not fair Lucas. I have to give this up."
"You don't have to give cheering up just the jumping, being tossed around part," he said, trying to reason with her. 'When do the hormones kick in?' he wondered. "What if you fell the wrong way or they missed you one time?"
"Ok MOM."
"Brooke, it's not like that. It's just that I don't want anything to happen to it, or you."
She sighed. "I guess I can live with that. Fine. Brooke the peppy cheerleader captain is benched. Happy now?"
"Better. Now come on, Haley's saving us some seats," he told her.
Haley way getting more daring to say the least. PDA was not something that she shied away from now. Hence, the scene before Lucas and Brooke as they approached the table to see Nathan and Haley kissing. Brooke and Lucas sat down on one side, across from Haley and Nathan, the happy couple.
"Enough you two. Get a room," Brooke teased.
Nathan and Haley disentangled themselves. "Oh hey guys. Didn't see you come over."
"I wonder why," Lucas said rolling his eyes, immediately rewarding him with a cold stare from Haley. He then remembered what he and Brooke talked about earlier this morning. 'Be nice,' he instructed himself.
"So what's going on?" Brooke broke in; interrupting the awkward silence the group fell into. "Anything of interest happening this weekend?"
"Party at Nathan's," Haley suggested. "I mean if that's ok with the host," she turned smiling sweetly at Nathan.
"I'm there," Brooke agreed.
Nathan looked around. "Wait I'm confused. Did we just officially agree that we're having a party? At my house? What if I have plans?"
"I think I'd know about them," Haley pointed out.
"Fine party at Nathan's new apartment, but its only going to be us, and maybe a few other's like Lucas's buddies from the rivercourt and the team," Nathan told them.
"Ehem. And the cheerleaders of course."
"You guys need official invites? I thought paper napkins with an address scribbled would be sufficient," Nathan remarked, in jest of course.
"Funny Nathan," Brooke said rolling her eyes. "But then again the way they were invited never really mattered did it, as long as it meant naked cheerleader in your bed."
"Actually, that would be Tim," he told her.
Brooke scrunched her nose up in confusion. "He's actually been with a girl?"
"To my knowledge? No."
"Man, Whitey's sure he's your girlfriend, or at least wants to be," Lucas said, chuckling.
Nathan pulled Haley onto his lap. "Well Tim has to deal cause my girls right here," he replied to Lucas kissing Haley sweetly on the lips, then down her jaw line and to her neck.
"Ok, didn't need a visual." Brooke shielded her eyes with her hands. She grabbed a French fry off of Nathan's tray and threw it at them. "Come on guys. I know you never thought Brooke Davis would say this, but she is."
"Sorry," Haley said, breaking away from Nathan's kissing.
"I can't help it Haley so damn beautiful," Nathan told Brooke, staring at Haley, reveling in her beauty. "I just want to-"
"WHOA NO!" Brooke yelled at him. " I do not want to hear the end of that sentence."
"Never be apart from her?" Nathan finished his sentence a bit confussion. "What did you think I was going to say?"
"Nothing. Nevermind."
Lucas laughed at her. "What were you thinking he was going to say?" he asked.
"Rape and ravage her?" Nathan asked, laughing as Lucas joined in.
Brooke shot the Scott brothers an icy glare.
"If looks could kill..." Haley mumbled.
"New subject," Brooke demanded.
"Ok, ok," Nathan agreed.
Nathan started talking to Lucas about practice and Brooke stopped paying attention when she spotted a familiar curly headed blonde. She was sitting all alone at a table in the back corner. She watched as Peyton got up and exited the cafeteria. Things between the two of them were still horrible, and with each day and especially after her recent news she missed Peyton very much. And needed her too.
"Hey I have to go do something ok?" Brooke said to Luke.
"Ok," he shrugged. "See you later."
She quickly kissed his cheek. "See you later. Bye guys," she said, grabbing her book bag and walking away. She headed out of the cafeteria to her former best friends locker. Sure enough there was Peyton.
"Can I talk to you?"
Peyton looked around and saw no one else. "To me? If you want an argument Brooke, I'm really not in the mood."
Brooke shook her head. "I wanted to talk to you about something kind of...life alternating."
"Let me guess – You and Luke are back together."
"Bigger."
"What could be bigger and ore life alternating in the world of Brooke Davis?" Peyton snapped.
She knew she wasn't going to get Peyton's attention without just telling her. Brooke looked around and whispered, "I'm pregnant."
Peyton's eyes went wide, and she choked on the words she was trying to get out, making incoherent sounds.
"My reaction to, plus too many tears."
"Why are you telling me this?" Peyton questioned her, sounding a little more defensively than she wanted to.
"Because," Brooke paused. "I need you. I've known this since you had my back at the cheerleading competition. And I know someone who's gonna need you as much as I do...And...well I just miss my best friend."
The bell rang breaking this attempted reconciliation short.
Peyton didn't know what to say. She's been lost and alone, most of all empty with out Brooke these last few weeks. Peyton shut her locker door, and walked silently to class with Brooke at her side.
"I've missed you so much Peyton," Brooke said again.
"I've missed you too," Peyton confessed.
"Does this mean you accept my apology for being an uber **** to you?" Brooke asked.
"You were hurt, and angry. I can't say I didn't deserve a lot of it," Peyton told her.
"So..."
"So," Peyton said. "Apology accepted. A-P-O-L-O-G-Y? Because I love you," she looked at Brooke grinning.
Brooke pulled her into a hug that about cut off Peyt's circulation. "And...I was thinking about something. I kind of need a favor from you."
"Shoot?"
"Well...seeing as how this is going to inhibit my ability to be tossed into the air, I want you to take my spot at the top of the pyramid for the routine we're working on. And...I'd like to share my title with you. So we're co-captains," Brooke proposed to her.
"Are you sure?" Peyton asked.
"Never been more sure."
"Then yes. Of course I'll help you," she agreed.
Brooke linked her arm in Peyton's. "Thanks friend."
"Your welcome, best friend."
Brooke and Peyton walked off to their class together, catching up on all they've missed out on.
END PART 12
"No!" Brooke yelled. She spent her whole free period working with Theresa. This was like the 50th run through for it. She was getting the turn, the clap, the pivot, the cart wheel but not the round off part. They were out in the court yard outside of the cafeteria. "It was better," Brooke said trying to be nicer. "Here, let me show you again." Brooke did the sequence with a perfect handspring, a cartwheel round off.
"What are you doing Brooke?" Lucas said, running out the cafeteria doors. "You can't be doing that!" he yelled, sounding panicked.
Theresa looked to Brooke. "Why can't she?"
"Because my boyfriend needs my...company," she grinned. "Later Theresa. Keep working. You'll get the hang of it."
Brooke and Lucas walked back into the cafeteria. "Luke!" Brooke argued. "What were you thinking? I can do what I want."
"Not when it comes to us and the...you know," he said softly so no one but Brooke would here. "If we're going to do this, you can't do any more tumbling things you guys do."
"Gymnastics," Brooke corrected him.
"Yeah that."
This was going to be harder than she thought. "It's not fair Lucas. I have to give this up."
"You don't have to give cheering up just the jumping, being tossed around part," he said, trying to reason with her. 'When do the hormones kick in?' he wondered. "What if you fell the wrong way or they missed you one time?"
"Ok MOM."
"Brooke, it's not like that. It's just that I don't want anything to happen to it, or you."
She sighed. "I guess I can live with that. Fine. Brooke the peppy cheerleader captain is benched. Happy now?"
"Better. Now come on, Haley's saving us some seats," he told her.
Haley way getting more daring to say the least. PDA was not something that she shied away from now. Hence, the scene before Lucas and Brooke as they approached the table to see Nathan and Haley kissing. Brooke and Lucas sat down on one side, across from Haley and Nathan, the happy couple.
"Enough you two. Get a room," Brooke teased.
Nathan and Haley disentangled themselves. "Oh hey guys. Didn't see you come over."
"I wonder why," Lucas said rolling his eyes, immediately rewarding him with a cold stare from Haley. He then remembered what he and Brooke talked about earlier this morning. 'Be nice,' he instructed himself.
"So what's going on?" Brooke broke in; interrupting the awkward silence the group fell into. "Anything of interest happening this weekend?"
"Party at Nathan's," Haley suggested. "I mean if that's ok with the host," she turned smiling sweetly at Nathan.
"I'm there," Brooke agreed.
Nathan looked around. "Wait I'm confused. Did we just officially agree that we're having a party? At my house? What if I have plans?"
"I think I'd know about them," Haley pointed out.
"Fine party at Nathan's new apartment, but its only going to be us, and maybe a few other's like Lucas's buddies from the rivercourt and the team," Nathan told them.
"Ehem. And the cheerleaders of course."
"You guys need official invites? I thought paper napkins with an address scribbled would be sufficient," Nathan remarked, in jest of course.
"Funny Nathan," Brooke said rolling her eyes. "But then again the way they were invited never really mattered did it, as long as it meant naked cheerleader in your bed."
"Actually, that would be Tim," he told her.
Brooke scrunched her nose up in confusion. "He's actually been with a girl?"
"To my knowledge? No."
"Man, Whitey's sure he's your girlfriend, or at least wants to be," Lucas said, chuckling.
Nathan pulled Haley onto his lap. "Well Tim has to deal cause my girls right here," he replied to Lucas kissing Haley sweetly on the lips, then down her jaw line and to her neck.
"Ok, didn't need a visual." Brooke shielded her eyes with her hands. She grabbed a French fry off of Nathan's tray and threw it at them. "Come on guys. I know you never thought Brooke Davis would say this, but she is."
"Sorry," Haley said, breaking away from Nathan's kissing.
"I can't help it Haley so damn beautiful," Nathan told Brooke, staring at Haley, reveling in her beauty. "I just want to-"
"WHOA NO!" Brooke yelled at him. " I do not want to hear the end of that sentence."
"Never be apart from her?" Nathan finished his sentence a bit confussion. "What did you think I was going to say?"
"Nothing. Nevermind."
Lucas laughed at her. "What were you thinking he was going to say?" he asked.
"Rape and ravage her?" Nathan asked, laughing as Lucas joined in.
Brooke shot the Scott brothers an icy glare.
"If looks could kill..." Haley mumbled.
"New subject," Brooke demanded.
"Ok, ok," Nathan agreed.
Nathan started talking to Lucas about practice and Brooke stopped paying attention when she spotted a familiar curly headed blonde. She was sitting all alone at a table in the back corner. She watched as Peyton got up and exited the cafeteria. Things between the two of them were still horrible, and with each day and especially after her recent news she missed Peyton very much. And needed her too.
"Hey I have to go do something ok?" Brooke said to Luke.
"Ok," he shrugged. "See you later."
She quickly kissed his cheek. "See you later. Bye guys," she said, grabbing her book bag and walking away. She headed out of the cafeteria to her former best friends locker. Sure enough there was Peyton.
"Can I talk to you?"
Peyton looked around and saw no one else. "To me? If you want an argument Brooke, I'm really not in the mood."
Brooke shook her head. "I wanted to talk to you about something kind of...life alternating."
"Let me guess – You and Luke are back together."
"Bigger."
"What could be bigger and ore life alternating in the world of Brooke Davis?" Peyton snapped.
She knew she wasn't going to get Peyton's attention without just telling her. Brooke looked around and whispered, "I'm pregnant."
Peyton's eyes went wide, and she choked on the words she was trying to get out, making incoherent sounds.
"My reaction to, plus too many tears."
"Why are you telling me this?" Peyton questioned her, sounding a little more defensively than she wanted to.
"Because," Brooke paused. "I need you. I've known this since you had my back at the cheerleading competition. And I know someone who's gonna need you as much as I do...And...well I just miss my best friend."
The bell rang breaking this attempted reconciliation short.
Peyton didn't know what to say. She's been lost and alone, most of all empty with out Brooke these last few weeks. Peyton shut her locker door, and walked silently to class with Brooke at her side.
"I've missed you so much Peyton," Brooke said again.
"I've missed you too," Peyton confessed.
"Does this mean you accept my apology for being an uber **** to you?" Brooke asked.
"You were hurt, and angry. I can't say I didn't deserve a lot of it," Peyton told her.
"So..."
"So," Peyton said. "Apology accepted. A-P-O-L-O-G-Y? Because I love you," she looked at Brooke grinning.
Brooke pulled her into a hug that about cut off Peyt's circulation. "And...I was thinking about something. I kind of need a favor from you."
"Shoot?"
"Well...seeing as how this is going to inhibit my ability to be tossed into the air, I want you to take my spot at the top of the pyramid for the routine we're working on. And...I'd like to share my title with you. So we're co-captains," Brooke proposed to her.
"Are you sure?" Peyton asked.
"Never been more sure."
"Then yes. Of course I'll help you," she agreed.
Brooke linked her arm in Peyton's. "Thanks friend."
"Your welcome, best friend."
Brooke and Peyton walked off to their class together, catching up on all they've missed out on.
END PART 12