Brooke walked into the school building with her head high. She had cried herself to sleep last night, but woken up with a new look on life. Brooke Davis was back with a vengeance! She would no longer fall in love with guys only to be left broken-hearted at the end of their relationship. Clad in her leather mini skirt, red halter top, and matching stilettos, she walked through the halls of Tree Hill like she owned the damn school.

She stopped at her best friend's locker and waited for the obvious remarks to come from her mouth. They never did. Peyton looked Brooke up and down a few times, but only smiled at her. "You look hot, Brooke Davis. Nathan is going to love it," Peyton said, with a mischievous grin on her face.

"Nathan who?" Brooke asked. Before Peyton could respond, she saw him walking towards her. "Come on, Pey. We don't want to be late for first hour," Brooke said, dragging her best friend through the hall with her.

Nathan stopped when he saw Brooke take Peyton with her. He stood there, confused, until Lucas came up behind him.

"Come on, bro. We don't want to give our teacher an excuse to kick us out of class today. We're reviewing for our test," Lucas reminded his younger brother.

"Yeah, okay," Nathan replied, following his brother down the hallway.

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Nathan walked into the lunchroom and immediately made his way over to the table he always shared with his friends. He noticed that they were all looking at something across the room, so he followed their eyes. There, sitting among the entire football team, was his girlfriend. Brooke was practically in the quarterback's lap as she smiled and batted her eyes at all the players.

Nathan stormed over to the table and stopped in front of her.

"What the hell are you doing, Brooke?" Nathan asked, trying to keep his temper in check.

"I'm having lunch with some friends, Nathan. What does it look like?" Brooke asked, smirking up at him.

"It looks like you're hanging all over the football team while your boyfriend and friends watch," Nathan replied.

"Well, my friends love and support me through whatever decisions I make, because it's my damn life! And I don't have a boyfriend," Brooke said, the smirk off her face, her tone serious and dark.

"Then what the hell am I?!" Nathan yelled at her, causing the entire lunchroom to look at the arguing couple.

"I don't know, Nathan. Why don't you go ask your little ex-wife?!" Brooke screamed, getting up and running from the room.

"What?! Brooke, what the hell are you talking about?!" Nathan said, chasing after her and catching up in the hallway.

"I'm talking about your little secret, Nathan Scott! I know! I'm not stupid, you bastard!" Brooke screamed. She noticed that Peyton and Lucas had followed them out into the hallway. "Look, Nathan, just leave me alone. I don't want anything to do with you anymore," Brooke said, tears flowing down her face. "Just leave me alone!" With that, she took off down the hallway, Peyton running after her.

"What the hell just happened, Lucas?" Nathan asked his older brother, fighting back the tears that wanted to spill.

"I don't know, Nate, but it doesn't look good. What did Brooke mean about you having a secret?" Lucas asked.

"I have no idea. The only thing I've kept from her is that I'm leaving after graduation. I got a scholarship from UNC to play basketball there. They want me to move there before the summer, so I can start training with the team. That's the only thing I haven't told her, Lucas. I swear," Nathan explained.

"I believe you, Nate. Something had to have happened to make Brooke act this way, though."

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"Brooke, stop!" Peyton yelled, running over to the silver VW convertible. "You cannot drive while you're this upset , Brooke. I won't let you."

"Fine, Peyton. You can drive my car. Just get me as far away from here as you can," Brooke said, before jumping into the passenger seat.

Peyton took the keys and got into the driver's side. They pulled out of the school parking lot and headed towards Brooke's house. They both walked inside and sat in the living room. Peyton held her friend as she cried, waiting for her to tell her why she was so upset.

"I knew it was too good to be true, Sawyer," Brooke started. "In the back of my mind, I knew that it wouldn't last. I just wish that he would have had the guts and the decency to tell me to my face. I wish he wouldn't have gone behind my back with her. God, it hurts so much, Peyton." Brooke started sobbing again, unable to speak.

"Honey, what are you talking about?" Peyton asked.

"I saw him with Haley! They were in his apartment, making out! Brooke Davis once again loses her boyfriend to another friend. Why does this have to happen to me?! What did I do wrong?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, sweetie. Are you sure you saw him with Haley? That just doesn't seem like something they would do," Peyton said.

"I know what I saw, and I know what they did. I just have to forget him and move on," Brooke whispered.

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Nathan knocked on Brooke's door, getting no answer.

"Brooke! Open up! I know you're there! We need to talk!" he yelled through the front door.

He heard someone moving inside. A minute later, the door opened, revealing Brooke. She was wearing her velour jogging suit now. A huge change from the scandalous outfit she had worn to school that day. Her hair was down and her face was free of make-up. Her eyes were red and swollen, an obvious sign that she had been crying.

"What do you want?" she asked, hatred in her voice.

"I want to talk to you, baby. I want to know why you're so mad at me," Nathan said, looking into her eyes.

"That's nice. I don't want to talk to you, Nathan, so just leave," Brooke said, shutting the door.

Nathan's foot stopped the door from closing. Brooke only sighed in frustration. She looked up at Nathan, not wanting to deal with him right now.

"Just listen to me for a God damn minute, Brooke!" he said, getting aggravated by her attitude. "I don't know what the hell happened with us, but I know that you should stop acting like a child and just listen to me."

"Fine. Say what you have to say then get the hell out of my house," Brooke said, moving to allow him entrance. Nathan followed her into the living room and stood while she threw herself onto the couch.

"Okay, well, that's a start," Nathan began. "Look, baby, I honestly don't know why you are so upset with me, but I will do anything to make it better. I can't stand fighting with you, Brooke. I can't stand not being able to call you and hear your laugh. I have grown so attached to you that it kills me to spend the day without holding you in my arms and kissing you. I love you so much, Brooke. Just tell me what to do to make this better. Please," Nathan begged.

Brooke stared at him in shock. Nathan Scott was not the begging type. He was obviously upset, but she didn't understand why. If he was getting back together with Haley, why would he care about her? She looked up at him and noticed the tears in his eyes.

"I don't understand, Nathan. Why are you so upset? I thought I would be doing you a favor. Now you can get back together with TutorBitch and live happily ever after. It's what you wanted," Brooke said.

"What?!"