Brooke casually strolled into Tree Hill High. She knew she was nearly an hour late, but with the 'Davis' charm, she had nothing to worry about. She was the only student Tree Hill ever had, who actually intimidated the teachers. She wasn't strong, or forceful, but damn, she had her ways. Being the most persuasive and tempting girl in the small town, she got away with everything.

Deciding that French class really wasn't too appealing this morning, she walked around in search of someone to talk to.

Lucas looked up at his math teacher and shook his head in disbelief. Did he seriously believe that anyone was interested in the shit that was coming out of his mouth? Raising his hand, and excusing himself to go to the washroom, Lucas wandered aimlessly trying to figure out what was going on in his life. He was now on the varsity basketball team! Any other guy would be totally psyched, but Lucas knew the hazing was about to begin.

He kept walking, completely lost in his thoughts, until he felt someone collide into him. Shaking his head from the impact, he looked down to see the one and only, Brooke Davis, on the floor rubbing her head.

"You got a really rock solid chest" she quipped, slightly annoyed, but also intrigued. As he held out a hand for her, she looked into his eyes. They were overwhelming. Light blue, with touches of grey, and more love than she had ever seen in her life. His eyes were pure, and sincere, almost like he was reaching out to her and touching her heart. She finally broke the makeshift staring contest, to pick up her things. She fumbled around looking for her papers, when she felt a hand touch hers. Again, she looked up to see those eyes. She stood up, as did he. This mystery boy was so mesmerizing. Finally breaking the silence, she held out her hand, "Brooke Davis, and you are?"

"Lucas" he stammered, "Lucas Scott. And I know who you are." For the third time, they got lost in each others eyes. Hearing the bell, Brooke decided to get going. She should at least go to one class today, but the minute she put weigh ton her ankle, she felt a searing pain in her leg.

"Ouch! God damn it!" What the hell was wrong with her foot?

Lucas immediately grabbed her arm. "Are you okay?" His tone was filled with concern, and she melted into his touch.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She attempted walking again, but failed, as the pain came back, and this time did not cease. Wincing at the uncomfortable feeling she got.

"No you're not" it was unbelievable how he could read her. "Let me take you to the nurse." He was about to lift her up, until she grabbed his arm. He felt a little feeling inside his stomach.

"No!" The nurse was the last place she wanted to go. "Can you just take me out to my car I think I'm going to go home." She smiled weakly, hoping he wouldn't misjudge her request. He couldn't resist the smile.

"Let me take you home, you shouldn't drive if your foot hurts." He prayed she would accept his offer. He wanted to know her. Looking into her eyes gave him this yearning to learn everything about her. If there was such a thing as love at first sight, this was it!

Brooke knew it was a bad idea, but this guy was incredible. He seemed to care, and for Brooke, that was rare. She couldn't help herself. "Thanks, that would be great." He outstretched his hand, as she took it, and put her arm around his shoulder. Slowly hobbling to the door together. It just felt right. It was a perfect fit.