Brooke ran, as fast and as far as she could, from everyone and everything. The rain started to pour down on her, making it hard to see where she was headed. It didn't matter though; she didn't know where she was going anyway. All she knew is that she had to get away from Tree Hill, the one place she'd ever called home. But soon, she grew tired and overcome with emotion she fell to her knees and let the rainfall over her fragile body. She wept. She cried. She screamed. Until tiredness took over and, leaning up against a nearby tree, she shut her eyes and cried herself to sleep.

Meanwhile, Peyton was frantically looking around, trying to figure out which direction Brooke had gone, but as the sky grew darker and the rain, heavier, she reluctantly had to give up looking. The first thing she did the next morning was to go to Brooke's house to see if she was there. She'd knocked for half an hour, getting no reply. Figuring that Brooke probably just didn't want to see her, she went home, got ready and went to school. But Brooke wasn't' there either and fear began to bubble in her stomach. Even when she was at her worst, Brooke Davis never missed school and she never missed cheerleading practice. Peyton walked over to the gym, where the other cheerleaders were practicing tossing their hair about and waving around their pompoms. They looked at her with disgust when they saw Peyton approaching, making Peyton never feel happier that she'd quit the team.

"Have any of you seen Brooke?" She asked them.

"Shouldn't you, like, know where she is?" Amber asked, flicking her long blonde hair over her shoulder.

"Cha, you are her best friend" Courtney said.

Peyton shook her head. Trust the cheerleaders not to know what was going on outside of cheerleading. Not even with 'one of their own'. "No, we're not really speaking to each other." Ok so it was an understatement, but Peyton really didn't have time to dish out the whole of the story to them, she just had to find Brooke. "So do you know where she is or not?"

"No, we haven't seen her since yesterday."

"Yeah, we have no clue. We rang her but no one picked up"

"I knew she'd quit the team"

The cheerleaders nodded and mumbled to themselves as Peyton sighed frustrated and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "Well if you see her, can you please tell her I was looking for her?"

"Sure, whatever" replied Courtney.

"Thanks." This was starting to really worry Peyton. Hoisting her backpack further onto her shoulder, she exited the gym and thought of where to go next, but couldn't think where she'd be. "I have to find her." She said to herself, as she ran off towards her car. "I'm coming Brooke"