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7:40 a.m.

Haley shivered, leaning back into Nathan as she pondered the events of the last few hours. "That must've been so horrible for you, finding that body."

"Yeah it was." Nathan relived the memory again, shuddering inwardly.

"Well what now?" Haley ran her fingers lightly down Nathan's arm, tracing his muscle as it flexed.

7:55 a.m.

Brooke snuggled deeper in Lucas's sleeping bag, trying not to think of the dead body that had been laying on the beach all night. Closing her eyes, she struggled against the inward pull that demanded her surrender to the darkness.

Thoughts clouded her mind wanting her to relive the terror that threatened to consume her whole.

Her mind focused on what it had felt like last night to be in Luke's arms. I felt so safe and warm, I've never felt like that before.

Slowly, she faded into a light doze then plunged into a deep sleep. Unaware of the tent flap being pulled back, eyes narrowed as they watched the light fall of Brooke's chest as she slept on.

8:30 a.m.

Luke walked back down the path towards camp. The trees overhead shone bright silhouetted by the sunlight.

Raking a hand through his blond locks, he thought about last night and sleeping in the same sleeping bag as Brooke. It had just felt right. Does that mean I like more than as a friend?

Rough dirt crumbled beneath his sneakers as he moved quickly down the path. A cool breeze whispered through the trees.

As he walked back into the clearing of the camp. He saw various groups of teens clustered together, no doubt talking about what happened this morning. He saw Peyton sitting alone on the log still drawing.

He didn't see Brooke anywhere. Walking to his tent, he lifted the flap and stopped in his movements.

Beautiful.

Dark chocolate hair spread like silk over his pillow.

Pale delicate hands clutched the pillow as if they were holding onto a lifeline.

Lucas dropped to his knees, slowly with his hand outstretched, he traced her delicate cheekbone. As if in a trance, he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

Brooke opened her eyes slowly to see Luke above her. Touching her gently. She stared up at him, unsure of what to do.

Tender emotion flashed in his eyes as he watched her.

His head lowered until his lips were a breath away from hers.

She parted her lips, waiting for him to kiss her. A loud voice jarred her.

Brooke opened her eyes to see Luke staring at her, holding the tent flap in his hand. Rubbing her eyes with her hands, a sheepish look came over her face.



"I'm sorry Luke……..I just wanted somewhere quiet to sleep where no one would bother me." She looked down at the pillow.

"It's okay Brooke. What are friends for anyway." Luke extended a hand to help her up.

"Whitey's calling a meeting, it's nine o'clock now." Luke grabbed his sweatshirt, a chill was in the air now.

"That's what woke me from my dream," Brooke whispered to herself.

"What were you dreaming about?" Luke asked, pulling the sweatshirt over his head.



"Nothing." A red blush coated her cheekbones as she looked at him. Avoiding his piercing gaze, she looked out at the water.

"Okay." Luke followed her lead as she moved towards the meeting around the pit where the fire was last night.




Sorry for the delay, have had a mental block lately. Next chapter will be up within the week!!!!