Wow you guys are awesome! I didn't expect all those reviews so soon! Well, here's chapter 2! Hope you like it!!

When Lucas returned to the house, Keith was sitting in the kitchen waiting for him.

"And where did you get that smile from?" Keith asked at Lucas' grin as he walked into the kitchen.

"Ohhh no where. Just played a little basketball....." Keith raised his eyebrows. "With a girl," Lucas added.

"I knew it!" Lucas lowered his head laughing and then looked up to see Keith was now serious.

"What?"

"Luke...I know you just got here and you don't know anybody...but don't you think you should take some time before you go running after some girl? I mean, look at what you left back home. You don't want to start that here do you?" asked Keith.

"Keith this is different. No one here knows me or my story. No one looks at me because of what they've heard. They'll hear it from me. And for once I feel like I have control on what's actually going on in my life. And playing with Carley is not a big deal. It's basketball. I'd play with a 90 year old woman just as long as I could play," Lucas explained.

"Carley? Isn't that the cute waitress from the diner?"

"It is," Lucas said, walking towards the door to the hallway. "And you'd never belive it Keith. She says she used to live in Tree Hill. How weird is that?" he asked. He turned and walked down the hallway to his room as Keith thought about what he had just said.

"Carley?" he asked himself. His eyes widened as realization hit him of who Carley was. "Lucas, you better watch what you get yourself into," he whispered to himself.

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As Lucas was in his new room smiling at the thoughts of what happened at the court, Carley was in her room digging through a box of letters.

"It's in here somewhere. God why did this have to happen to me?!" she asked, shifting through letter after letter. "Aha!" She found what she was looking for and opened it quickly. Inside was a picture of her sister smiling happily in the arms of Lucas. Just then her cell phone rang. She checked the caller I.D. and groaned.

"Baby sister, if I didn't know any better I'd think you were ignoring me. I called you like 4 times today, where were you? Oh well, whatever I got you now, right?" the voice on the other end rambled.

"Yea you've got me now Brooke," Carley said quietly, still staring at the picture in her hands.

"What's wrong? Is it a boy? Because boys have just been bringing all women in general down if you ask me," Brooke said as she looked through a magazine and flipped through channels on her tv.

"Why? What's going on over there?" Carley asked quickly, getting the subject off of her.

"Well....you remember that guy Lucas I told you about. The one who took my heart and threw down his garbage disposal?" Carley's eyes widened.

"Umm...yeah yeah...I think so," she stuttered.

"Yeah well...he moved," Brooke said sadly. "Left me a letter. Says he'll always be there for me when I need him, even though he's so far away. I don't know it's weird. I thought I was getting over him but now that I won't get to see him anymore....well...it breaks my heart even more."

"Brooke you'll bounce back. When have you ever let a boy get to you?"

"I haven't....until now. Even after everything we've been through and all that he did to me I still can't help but wish I was with him." Brooke was quiet now. She had stopped looking at her magazine and now picked up a picture frame that had been turned down just weeks earlier. It was a picture of her and Lucas sitting on the picnic table at the riverside court. Lucas had his arms around her and she was smiling brightly and leaning on his shoulder. The couple in the picture looked very much in love. Too bad things had to change. "What's even weirder though is that he moved to Charleston! I mean he might even be near you right now."

Carley coughed and dropped the picture in her hand, the same picture Brooke was looking at in her room. She had to tell Brooke what was going on.

"Brooke....I've....kinda already...seen Lucas," Carley said slowly into her phone.

"WHAT?! When? Where? Did you guys talk? What'd he say? Did he mention me?" Brooke asked at a million miles an hour.

"He came to the diner I work at. And I think he lives in this neighborhood because he was at the court when I was there. We played and he said he was from Tree Hill but I didn't catch on until he told me his name and then he was gone! Brooke I'm so sorry!" Carley rushed, falling back onto her bed.

"Sorry? Sorry for what? I mean all you did was talk right?" Carley paused."RIGHT?!" Brooke asked, beginning to get upset.

"YES! All we did was talk I promise. I wouldn't do that to you Brooke, you know that."

"Yeah I thought that about Peyton too but hey, looks like you can't really trust anyone," a now bitter Brooke said.

"I though you guys were past that," said Carley.

"We are.....kinda. I can't stay mad at her forever because she's my best friend but I can't just forget what she did, you know?"

"Yeah," Carley said quietly. She looked at her stereo and the time 1:27 glowed brightly at her. "Hey sis, I better go. I have to be at work at 8."

"Okay well...let me know what happens. With Lucas and all. Okay?" Brooke asked quietly, finally putting the picture down of her and Lucas.

"Of course. And everything will be ok. I promise," Carley told her. "I love you Brooke."

"I love you too baby sister. Take care down there."

"You too. Bye."

"...Bye." And with that Carley closed her phone. Just when things were calming down in her life, this had to happen.

"Who knew one boy could cause so much trouble?" she asked herself, closing her eyes and falling to sleep.

Sorry this one was short guys but I promise I'll make the next one longer. I should update in the next day or so.