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Notes: Thank you so much Jessie, Jess, ME, chimpster, mereds, Tanya, Leytonfan, ??????, Jessica, ???, nate, leyton, LeytonFan, ????, ophiuchus, Liz, Emily, was-an-angel, Sawyer, Ali213, cmmfan89, ?, MisFaith1029 and Kayla for reviewing. All your reviews are much appreciated. I've been receiving A LOT of votes for Lucas/Peyton (I think it's the same person who keeps on voting over and over again). So, for all you Lucas/Brooke fan's out there, keep 'em coming! By the way, the voting will end once all the characters are introduced a.k.a. probably after Jake is introduced. So, I hope everyone gets what they want and if there's a tie between the pairings like Lucas/Brooke and Lucas/Peyton, I'll probably make it into a triangle and then you guys can decide who gets to go with Lucas later. Oh, by the way, this is my first ever songfic (I decided to broaden my horizon). Let me know what you think!

The Perfect Score

Sketches - And - Teen Angst

Peyton P.O.V.

I walked past the empty shells of people desperately trying to fit in with Substitute by The Who blaring in my ears. It was like a movie and the song right now fits the whole teen angst situation.

You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather

I walked on ahead without even glancing at anything other than the path ahead of me. However, I looked with the corner of my eye at Lucas, the new addition of the Ravens basketball team and my ex-boyfriend Nathan's half-brother. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that we're all actually in a teen soap called One Tree Hill played on WB with all the drama surrounding us. We're all like living clichés.

But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah

My mother died when I was 3 because of a car accident and I've been living with my dad ever since pretty much like Brooke has been living. I guess that's why we click so easily. We understand each other's pain, well, half of them anyway.

Speak of the devil, I looked on ahead to see Brooke smirking to herself and very much early to school. That can only mean one thing.

"You're early today." I said.

"Yeah. I just had to get away from daddy's new sex buddy." She sighed.

"That bad huh?" I asked.

Brooke just nodded and began to put on her face as we entered the school building. I guess I'm pretty lucky to have a father that actually cares unlike Brooke who's father only cares about his flavour of the week.

We walked on ahead and I stared sideways at the countless people who worshipped the ground we walked on. I guess there are perks being popular and assistant head fearleader- I mean cheerleader. How you ask is it possible to be angsty and a cheerleader at the same time?

Well, I guess it started when I first met Brooke when I was 12 and we became friends. At the age of 13, I dyed my mousy brown hair golden under the influence of Brooke. The next day of the hair dying incident, everyone started to notice the girl who always had her ears in music and her head in her sketchbook, Brooke's lackey. I was popular by association at first but after being blonde, I became popular. Period. So, everyone knew me from then on- or rather, they thought they did and I became the second most popular girl in school after Brooke of course.

Substitute your lies for fact
I can see right through your plastic mac
I look all white, but my dad was black
My fine looking suit is really made out of sack

Even after being popular, I often found solace in my rock and punk music.

What can I say; punk and rock releases tension and anger. And I'm very angry and suicidal most of the time. I'm joking on the suicidal part though.

I also found peace of mind in sketching. Brooke calls them doodling but I love the feeling you get when that blank piece of white paper becomes something more, something that's there. I guess it's like playing God in your own fantasy world.

Speaking of…..

I glanced at Jake at the corner of my eye as he discreetly catches mine. He turns away and talks to one of the member of the basketball team, considering he's in it. I looked down and saw the numbers forming in his hands while Brooke opened her locker.

Four.

I smiled and nodded slightly. Jake caught my signal at the corner of his eye and smiled back while walking away with his friends. I on the other hand, proceeded walking in the opposite direction of him while a small smile etched on my lips for a moment.

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by

"Let's go shopping after school." Brooke mentioned suddenly.

"Sorry. Busy." I answered.

"Doing what?" Brooke said taken aback.

"Just busy." I said while looking at her in the eye.

Catching on, Brooke just went 'Oh' and we went to the topic of the upcoming S.A.T. and our big plan.

Not even Sketches - And - Teen Angst can blow this plan. It's foolproof and it's happening no matter what.

Substitute me for him
Substitute my coke for gin
Substitute you for my mum
At least I'll get my washing done

Notes: The new poll results are here!!

Lucas/Peyton: 39
Lucas/Brooke: 22
Nathan/Haley: 21
Jake/Peyton: 11
Lucas/Haley: 4
Jake/Brooke: 4
Nathan/Brooke: 3
Jake/Haley: 2
Nathan/Peyton: 1

Keep on reviewing/voting!! :)