She seemed to have been walking forever and her legs hurt. Deciding it was time for a rest, she once again found the nearest tree and sat down by it. Since her walk she'd only seen three cars on the road. All three were full of men, who honked and whistled as they drove past. Even the world outside of Tree Hill thought Brooke was a slut. She laughed, bitterly.

She was so lost in her thoughts she didn't notice the red car pull up and a tall man get out. It was only until his deep booming voice rang out, that Brooke looked up, startled by his presence. "Need a ride, miss?" he asked.

Brooke looked the man up and down. He had sparkling blue eyes and dark brown, almost black hair. His smile was slightly crooked, but in a nice way and his arms seemed strong and tanned. Even though she knew it was a bad idea to get into a car with a stranger, she nodded, holding out her hand for help up. The man gladly obliged.

"I'm Rex Gilmore," He said.

"Brooke Davis."

"Where are you headed?"

"As far away from Tree Hill as possible" She replied, her eyes fixed on his.

"Well I can't say that Bridgewater is the furthest place from Tree Hill, but it's the best I can do. There's a cab service there anyway, if you wanna go any further." Rex smiled, still holding onto Brooke's hand. He surveyed her. She had shoulder length brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. Her smile lit up the place and her dimples were too sweet. She couldn't of been older than 17 or 18. He was captivated.

"Bridgewater would be fine."

He led her to his car and helped her in, even shutting and closing the door for her, before returning to the driver's side and starting up the engine. "So how come you're out here all alone?"

"Just am" she replied simply, not really in the mood to pour out her heart-wrenching story to a complete stranger.

Sensing that she wasn't in a sharing mood, Rex changed the subject. "So, do you have anywhere to stay?" He inquired. Brooke shook her head.

"I'm kinda broke," She said, attempting to laugh, but just having it catch in her throat.

"You can stay with me if you want." He said, gaining a sceptical look from Brooke. "Just for a while. I mean I have a spare room and you could have 24/7 access to the fridge at all times, and it's pretty near town so you could get a job or go shop or whatever and I'll help you look for an apartment, it's not like I'm some freaky dude who just randomly asks strangers to move in with him... not that I'm asking you to move in with me, I mean if you want to stay in a hotel that's fine it's just tha - . "He was interrupted by Brooke holding up her hand to silence him.

Brooke rolled her eyes at him rambling on. It was cute. "It's ok, I know what you mean." She said. "You're just being so nice, is all."

"Well, lets just say you're a damsel in distress and I'm here to be your Prince Charming."

It was cheesy, but it made Brooke smile her first real smile since this whole thing with Peyton and Lucas began.

Peyton and Lucas. Would they even notice she was gone? She shrugged the thought off and kept looking at her 'prince charming'. Maybe things would be okay.

Yes so okay, why would she get into a car with a stranger? But hey, Peyton and Lucas were sure to catch up with her if she was walking, right? Meh!