Disclaimer- I do not own One Tree Hill or any of the characters.

Rating- PG13/R for language

A/N- Okay, sorry for those who are reading this and thinking the finances aren't that realistic, but in this chapter, and the next chapters you'll see Brooke, Lucas, and Peyton struggle with money and work ext. I can't say they'll struggle with baby finances yet (such as diapers, food, milk) because I'm pretty sure the last chapter will be when Brooke has the baby. But I will be making a sequel witch will deal with them being in college and money struggles and baby struggles and the Lucas/Brooke relationship thing. I'm not completely sure yet because it's still in the making. And sorry to those who thought they were giving the baby up for adoption, they're not, sorry I thought I made that clear. Also, another big thing I hadn't mentioned before is that Lucas, Brooke, Peyton ext, are seniors in high school and will be graduating soon. So, Brooke and Lucas got pregnant sometime before senior year. Lastly, thanks you for reviewing and sending me all those baby names I really appreciate it, and I have chosen the baby name, but won't be reviled until the last chapter. Sorry for the long note, but I hope you all read them because they explain a lot, here's chapter 9, and Brooke is still 7 months.

"Peyton, did I ever tell you I hate you." Brooke said while vigorously scrubbing the floor with a sponge.

Peyton stopped plunging the sink, and whipped some dirt and sweat off her brow.

"Only about 20 times in the last hour." Peyton said and went back to plunging.

Brooke squirted the floor with liquid soap and continued scrubbing.

"Good, because I really do you know. Next time you have a solution for a crisis of mine, make sure it's in our budget."

Peyton dumped some liquid Plummer into the sink and looked around the apartment.

"So, we couldn't afford the other one. This ones not too bad, just a little... dirty."

Brooke laughed still scrubbing the floor.

"Ya with a bunch of electrical sockets for my daughter to stick her fingers in, and lose cabinet hinges she can get chemicals out of," She paused and looked disgustedly at the apartment. "Not to mention small."

Peyton starred at the thick black liquid the consumed the sink. She sighed, and turned around from the sink.

"So we get a few plugs, and cabinet locks," Peyton said motioning towards the electrical sockets and the cabinets that were barely hanging on. "And I'll just sleep on the couch until we can afford some place with more than one bedroom."

Brooke whipped her hands on her pants and stuck her hands out for Peyton to help her up. Once Brooke was standing she took one look at the sink and nearly threw up.

"That's great, now all we need is a couch."

Brooke sighed, and slowly made her way back to the floor. She dipped the sponge into a bucket of water and began scrubbing again. She sighed loudly and looked up at Peyton nearly in tears.

"Ugh, is this brown crap ever going to come off."

Peyton looked down at the wood floor, she could almost see her reflection is all the water and cleaning products Brooke had put on it.

"Uh, Brooke, I think that's the color it's supposed to be."

Brooke scrunched her nose in disbelief.

"Okay, I think these are the last of the boxes." Lucas said walking into the apartment carrying 3 boxes that were about to topple over.

"Put em' over there." Brooke pointed to a pile of boxes with things of Peyton and hers in them, and miscellaneous baby equipment and clothes. An old warn out kitchen table, 2 chairs, 2 oak night stands Brooke managed to take from her room with out her parents noticing, some other kitchen appliances, an old mattress Peyton found in her attic, and a small television Brooke also took from her room, stood somewhere next to the boxes.

Lucas dropped the boxes, looking at them in disbelief at how many boxes he had carried up 2 flights of stairs.

Peyton smiled mischievously, and walked over to Lucas, leaving Brooke sitting on the floor next to a bucket of dark brown water. Peyton placed her hand on his shoulder and pushed him over to the sink.

"Luke, I'm glad your here. Well, you see we have this little problem with our sink, nothings going down, so since you have such big muscles I thought you could fix it for us." Peyton said like a little girl flirting for the first time. She felt Lucas' muscles and smiled brightly. She didn't like him like that, really, she just wanted the sink fixed and didn't really care how it got done.

Brooke immediately caught on to what Peyton was doing and joined in. Hey, this was something she was good at.

She pulled herself off of the floor and started feeling Lucas's muscles too.

"Oh Luke, there so big, I know you can fix it, please...for me." Brooke said sticking out her bottom lip, and fluttering her eye lashes.

Lucas blushed. He smirked slightly and rolled up his sleeves. He retrieved the plunger and began working at the backed up sink.

Brooke and Peyton stood off to the side giggling and pointing like little girls with there first crush.

They pulled out the only two chairs they owned and sat down watching Lucas work. Brooke placed her cell phone on the counter next to them, which would be serving as their home phone.

"So, Peyt, did you get a job yet?" Brooke asked when they finally got settled down in their chairs.

"You're looking at the new Price chopper stock cashier," Peyton said with a big fake smile. "How about you?"

Brooke sighed and looked down at her belly.

"Turns out no one wants to hire a pregnant woman."

"SHIT!"

Brooke and Peyton looked at Lucas who had just screamed. He frantically started whipping the brown goo that was all over him on a towel.

"I'm late! I'm late!!" Lucas yelled.

"Late for what?"

"Work Brooke! Work! My first day and I'm late!"

Brooke smiled and stood up from her chair.

"Lucas that's great," She went to hug him but quickly backed away when she remembered all the crap from the sink on him. "Where?"

"Keith's, he's going to let me work on some of the cars for him and he said he would pay me, so I have got to go."

Lucas quickly kissed Brooke on the forehead and ran out of the house.

"Wait! Did you fix the sink?" Brooke yelled after him.

Brooke took a small bite out of the turkey sandwich her and Peyton bought from the corner deli.

It had taken them most of the day but they had most everything in the house where it should be.

They couldn't afford cable so they both sat Indian style on the mattress they would both be sleeping on in the living room watching very fuzzy 5 o'clock news.

Brooke placed the rest of her sandwich in the rapping on the floor. She adjusted herself to face Peyton and turned off the television.

"I'm scared."

Peyton paused. She put her sandwich into its rapper also and faced Brooke.

"Why"

"Think about it, in a few weeks we're graduating high school, we're not kids any more, and I'm having a baby."

"Ya I know." Peyton said with faint smile.

"So, did you apply to any colleges?"

"A few, you?"

"A couple."

They both nodded. Brooke looked around nervously, and sighed slightly disappointed.

"Did you ever think everything would end up this way? I mean, if some one told you 3 years ago that you would be living in an incredibly crappy apartment with me helping me raise my kid, would you have believed them?"

"No, I probably would have told them they were crazy, but you know what, I'm glad things did end up this way. Because I don't think I've ever seen you so happy."