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Notes: Sorry everyone for the late update!! kneel's down and begs for readers forgiveness I'm about to move to a place so everything's pretty much packed and all over the place. Lots of love goes out to everyone who reviewed my last chapter. They are Christy, Chelsea, ophiuchus, leytonforlife, Vega, SuckAssTest, kari, alexis, Ali213, volleygrl1710, Jenn, was-an-angel, Du Grey, Vampira, rmk42390, MisFaith1029, cmmfan89 and payalf. Just so you know, the couple's interaction will begin after all the characters have been introduced. So, that's when the poll shall be closed and no more veto power from the reviewer's (at least I think so).
The Perfect Score
Step mom's – And – Test scores
Brooke's P.O.V.
I looked into his eyes as he caught my stare as I winked seductively at him. His face began to redden slightly.
Awww… How much cuter can he get. Note the sarcasm.
The brunette valedictorian suck up stared at me in disbelief as she walked in step with Lucas. I raised my perfectly plucked eyebrows expectantly. She huffed and broke eye contact with me.
I laughed on the inside with glee. That girl has a crush on Lucas and she's jealous.
Aww…. How revoltingly sweet. Seducing Lucas would be so much funner than I expected.
My best friend and perhaps my only friend I have in this goddamn school, Peyton walked towards me and slung her arm around my shoulder.
"You're early today." She said.
"Yeah. I just had to get away from daddy's new sex buddy." I sighed.
"That bad huh?" Peyton asked.
I just nodded and walked with her towards the house of clique's and unexplained horror, Tree Hill High.
Peyton was the only one who knew about my problem. Ever since my mom died from a car accident my dad has been constantly bringing wannabe corporate whores to the house for some company which lead to dinner, flattery and of course sex.
Why doesn't he understand that I'm fine with my shopping filled life and don't need some woman or women in my personal life. Nobody can ever replace mom.
I glanced around the school and scrutinized its population. Jocks, cheerleaders, the Populars, science geeks and the Nobody's. Nobody was out of place and hanged out and nevertheless dated respective clique members. Period.
I was part of the more well known click consisting of basketball jocks, the most respected people out of all the jocks and cheerleader or as Peyton likes to call it, Fearleader despite how we're apart of that group.
Yup, you guessed it. We are cheerleaders. Somehow I feel like a hypocrite taunting my own kind. Come to think of it, we were the biggest hypocrites around considering that I was head cheerleader and Peyton is my right hand man-girl-woman. Whatever.
Since I became popular, everyone wanted to be my friend.
But, where were they when I was mourning for my mom?
Where were they when I felt abandoned by my dad?
Only Peyton stood by me regardless of what happened. So, after that, I only consider my other 'friends' as acquaintances out to try to be cool by association and Peyton as my best friend.
And now, all I have to do is go to a respectable university possibly at the other side of the world without daddy's money with Peyton then we can escape. Then, it'll be me and Peyton against the world without anyone on our backs while getting laid once in a while.
Nothing like Step mom's – And – Test scores can stop me from escaping from Tree Hill where I can leave everything meaningless to me behind, including the mall. Ok, fine! Maybe the mall wasn't so meaningless. But that's all I'll be leaving behind. I hope.
Notes: The poll results so far:
Lucas/Brooke: 16
Nathan/Haley: 15
Lucas/Peyton: 11
Jake/Peyton: 8
Jake/Brooke: 4
Lucas/Haley: 3
Nathan/Brooke: 3
Jake/Haley: 2
Nathan/Peyton: 1
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