"Hey, Brooke. What's up?" Peyton greeted her friend as she approached the brunette's locker.

"Oh, thank God you're here, Pey! I need someone to talk to!" Brooke exclaimed as she drug Peyton into the nearest bathroom.

"Okay, ladies! Attention!" Brooke yelled at the small crowd of females that were in there. "I need anyone who is not Brooke Davis or Peyton Sawyer to get out of here right now! Thanks so much!" The small crowd left, knowing they would not win an argument with Brooke.

"Okay, now that that's taken care of... what's wrong, Brooke?" Peyton asked her friend.

"We kissed," Brooke said, biting her lip. "Last night, the person at the door when we hung up... it was Nathan. And we talked for awhile but we ended up kissing. And... more than kissing. Oh my God. What have I gotten myself into now?! Peyton, help me!" Brooke's charade ended with her leaning against the wall and sliding to the floor.

"Okay, give me a minute here." Peyton digested her friend's rambling and thought for a couple minutes. "Okay, so you and Nathan were just friends then last night you were more than friends. Felix screwed you over, so you two are done. Haley screwed Nathan over, and he is filing for divorce. You two had sex. I don't see what is wrong here. Both of you are single now. If you like each other then you should go for it. If not, then you should have a talk to make sure you remain friends. Brooke, no matter what, everything will work out. I know it will."

"Okay," Brooke started her reply, "first of all... we didn't have sex. We did more than kissing, but we didn't have sex. I told him it wasn't right, because he was still married to TutorBitch. He understood and so we didn't go through with it. Second of all, how are you not weird about this? You went out with him forever. Third of all, I've went out with and had sex with his older brother. That makes the situation even stranger. Fourth , we did discuss remaining friends no matter what, so I know I'm okay with that. Fifth, I really like him, Peyton. I don't know how or when, but I know that I really started liking him somewhere amidst this drama," Brooke ended her monologue and looked up at her friend with a confused expression on her face.

"My turn now, Brooke. I'm glad you guys didn't have sex, because I don't want you to look back and regret anything that happened. I'm not weird about this. I mean, he married my friend. I was happy for them at first, but I was never weird with it. Nathan and I had our time together. We didn't last, and that was no one's fault. We were just different people. You and Nathan are the same. You're probably the only couple that would make sense around here. And about his brother... I dated and had sex with Nathan then almost started things up with Lucas. I know what you're going through. Don't worry about it, because they're brothers. They'll understand and be there for each other no matter what. You will not hurt their relationship. And finally... I know you like him, Brooke. And I don't know what to say about that. I mean, you're both going through a lot right now. Nathan is about to file for a divorce, you've been torn between two guys and in the end neither of them was right for you. I honestly don't know what to say. Just know that things will work out and I will be here for you if you need me to be. So will Nathan. He's going to be your friend in any situation. He's loyal like that. Don't worry," Peyton concluded, crouching down and hugging her friend.

"Thanks, Peyton. I just am so confused. Last night was amazing. We didn't have sex, but it was like the best night of my life. He comforted me when I had a breakdown and then we just ended up messing around. But it was more than that. It was really special... for both of us. This morning I woke up in Nathan's arms and he was just staring at me, smiling. The only other person to ever do that and make me feel that special was Lucas. And look how that ended."

"Brooke-"

"Peyton, I'm not trying to bring up anything in the past. I'm just saying... I never get the happy ending. Never. And now, I really want it. I want to be happy and loved," Brooke said, crying into her best friend's shoulder. "That's all I've ever wanted, Pey."

"I know, Brooke. Come on, honey, stop crying. It'll be okay. I know that Nathan cares about you. It's obvious. You two have been hanging out a lot, and he's been turning to you for help and opening up to you. He doesn't just do that with anyone. Even when we were together, he wouldn't turn to me for help. He has trouble letting people in, but once they are... it's for life. I know that no matter what happens with this new development, you two will be friends. You won't lose that. Now let's get off the bathroom floor, fix your make-up, and go to class."

Brooke stood up and went to the mirror. She redid her mascara and brushed through her hair before turning to her friend and giving her a hug. "Thanks, P. Sawyer. You're a great best friend to have."

"I have my moments," Peyton replied, leading the brunette out into the hallway. They both chuckled as they saw the line of girls waiting for permission to enter. They both just shook their heads and started towards their first class.

Nathan took his seat next to Lucas in class. "Hey, bro, what's up?"

"Not much, man. What'd you do last night?" Lucas asked, knowing the answer.

"I hung out with Brooke for awhile," Nathan said, not wanting to go into details with his older brother.

"Yeah, I know. I saw you two together... in her bed," Lucas said, turning to look at Nathan.

"What do you mean, you saw us? What were you doing, spying?!" Nathan accused.

"No, jackass. I went to her house to see how she was doing and to see if she wanted to hang out. No one answered the door, but I saw her car there, so I let myself in. I didn't think it would be problem, but when I walked up to her room...I was surprised," Lucas explained.

"Look, man, I'm sorry. It's not like it's been going on for awhile or anything. Last night was the first time we ever did anything like that. It's just... we've been hanging out a lot, and we've gotten really close. We have a lot in common, so... it just kind of happened. I'm really sorry you had to see that, though."

"Yeah. Me, too. I just don't understand how my little brother can make a play for my ex-girlfriend. Especially when he knows that I'm still in love with her. And to top it all off, he's still married. Isn't that nice?!" Lucas said, obviously pissed off.

"Look, dude, it wasn't like that. I didn't make a play for Brooke, and she didn't make a play for me. It just happened. And Haley and I aren't together anymore. I already filed for the divorce. It's just a matter of time now. And like I said, I'm sorry. I know that you still care about her, but she even told you that she can't be with you again, bro. You're going to have to deal with the fact that you screwed up big time on this one, Luke. You cheated on her with her best friend. You know what that did to her. Do you honestly think she could ever fully trust you again?" Nathan stopped when he saw the hurt expression on his brother's face. "Look, I'm not trying to make you feel bad or anything. I'm just trying to make you see it from another point of view. It's not all dramatic and sht like you're making it out to be. Neither of us expected this to happen, but I'm not sorry that it did," Nathan concluded, still looking at his brother.

Lucas took a minute to think about what he had just heard. "Alright, Nathan. It's cool. I get where you're coming from. I know that this is partly my fault for betraying Brooke. But it hurts. I still love her, and I know that I can't make her happy. The thought of someone else doing it just kills me. Especially when it's my brother," Lucas admitted.

"I know what you mean. I really am sorry, Luke. But at least this way, you know the guy won't screw her over or hurt her. Because I would never do that to Brooke," Nathan assured his older brother.

"I know you wouldn't. But if you do... I will beat your ass, and you know that I'm serious," Lucas warned.

"Good. I'm glad that you'll defend her if I fck up. I'm going to try really hard not to, though."