There's Something Going On

Summary: It's sick, nasty and wrong, but how come it feels so right. A couple you'd never guess, but haven't you thought of it! ONE SHOT!

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You'd think it was a one time thing or maybe he was drunk, but boy were you wrong. How could everyone figure out though? The relationship was so perfectly masked that it had almost been impossible for anyone to see. But, there's that word, 'almost', because now, everyone knows and everyone is shaken. It only took that one moment to set off a whole train of thoughts, emotions, connections and then suddenly, you have the whole town talking about it the next day.

Well, you want to hear the story? I'll give it to you, but I can't promise you a warming heart in the end. What I can 'almost' promise you is a new experience in the gagging department because I, myself spent some time in that category.

It all started off when I was walking with my friend back to my house, after just coming back from a party. It was a nice, hot summer day that had a cool breeze every now and then to keep your temperature steady. We were passing the basketball court when I spotted a couple in the shadows. They seemed to be having a great time and that they were quite secretive of their relationship.

"Hey, Brooke look." I pointed out the couple for her. She smiled and bent over to my ear to whisper, careful not to disturb the couple.

"Who do you think they are? I can't see them." Brooke asked quietly.

"I don't know. I can't see them either."

"Fine, let's get a closer look." Brooke grabbed my hand and we traveled to the picnic tables, crouching down so they wouldn't see us.

"Brooke, I don't think we should be invading. They might not want anyone to know."

"Don't worry, Peyt, it's not like we're going to tell anyone." She started to stand up just a bit, trying to get a better look at the two lovebirds.

"Oh I know we're not, but you are." I folded my arms and she giggled softly.

"You know me too well." She smiled my way and I couldn't help but grin back and get a closer look myself.

"What happened to 'I don't think we should invade'?" She smirked.

"Well, if you're still going through with it, I mine as well have a good look too." I shrugged, not knowing about what I was about to witness. If I had known, I would already be across the country or world from this point.

"Hey, they're coming out. She dropped something." Brooke started patting my shoulder, as I was not paying attention so much. How she found this stuff interesting, I'll never know. Out of curiosity though, I beamed straight off only to catch a small trace of blond hair.

"Okay, so how many blondes are there at school?" Brooke asked me and I just rolled my eyes.

"How should I know?"

"Well, you're blonde, don't you have a club or something?" She smirked and I playfully punched her in the arm.

"Let's just see who the goddamn couple is and go to my house already. We shouldn't be afraid just to see a couple of faces." I pulled her arm and we stood up.

"Oh, I'm starting to like this new adventurous Peyton." She grinned and we walked into the shadow and saw the couple. Well, actually Brooke pulled the couple out with her hands and they came into the light.

I cupped my hand over my mouth in shock and Brooke gave that 'what the fuck is going on?' look, which turned into gagging expression. It was either the alcohol that did a number on her or the couple in front of us because she threw up after that. I didn't do that till I came home and started having a picture imprinted into my brain. Gah, I still can't get those rough images out of my head.

"We can explain...."

"Please don't.... just uh....God, how long?" Brooke finally mustered up to ask the question that lingered in both our heads.

"Since auction night." The blonde lady replied in a stiffly fashion. I didn't know whether to run or ask questions then run, but I guess I didn't have to choose because Brooke was filling in for my part.

"And you've been hiding it ever since?" Brooke asked and the brown haired man nodded timidly. And with that, Brooke fainted.

"Oh god." My eyes widened, not because I was scared, but because I would have to drag her home. Brooke always had a collapsing time and this was it.

"Leave. You should be so lucky Brooke collapsed or else she would be asking you lots of questions." I raised my brows and sighed.

"So you're not going to-" I cut 'her' off.

"No, but I can't promise that Brooke won't." With that they left, and actually gave me ride. That was the most awkward thing ever. The nastiest thing was that Brooke and I actually saw them kiss when we revealed them.

I entered my house and how I dragged her up the steps into my bed is still a mystery Guess I had a lot of strength. But anyway, back to the story. For once in Brooke's life, she was silent about this piece of gossip. We both were. Sometime we'd sit in my room and we'd just look at each other with these confused faces. We wouldn't even talk about t. We didn't have to because we knew what the other was thinking.

So, how did this get out? Brooke overloaded with anxiety and stress. People would always ask why 'he' was late for basketball, who was 'her' date, why 'he' never came to parties anymore, why 'she' cancelled a lot of her trips, and how 'they' got 'stuck' in the janitor's closet. So, Brooke said it. No, she exclaimed it.

"ARE YOU BLIND? TIM AND DEB ARE TOGETHER!"

Okay, I don't know why. This just popped into my head.... Yeah... so okay... yeah, whatever! Don't sue me if you hate it!

SoHaPPy