Sorry it's been longer than usual to update, but as you may have noticed FanFiction's been a little funny recently and I haven't been able to log in, also I had GCSE coursework (British people will know what I'm talking about) so I've been kinda busy. Review please (I hardly got any reviews for chapter 4...tut tut tut guys, it wasn't that crap!)
'Ring' 'Ring'
Brooke rolled over on her bed from where she had been lying on her back, thinking about Lucas, to reach for her phone. She was in a state of total contentment, and had been ever since he had driven her home two hours ago, and kissed her good night. She picked it up, hoping it wasn't going to be anything that would ruin her good mood.
"Hello?"
"Hey Brooke,"
It wasn't, it was Lucas. She grinned and flipped onto her stomach, resting her chin on one hand.
"Hey sexy, whatsup?"
"I was just calling to say good night."
She smiled into the phone, "Lucas, it's like, ten, I'm not going to bed, I haven't even started my homework!"
"Well get going then! Cause you have school tomorrow, and you're going to have to be looking good if I have to admit to everybody that I took you back," he joked.
"Broody there are so many things wrong with what you just said that I cannot even begin to yell at you about them, so I'm just going to assume you're joking, and let it go," she paused, "but I'll be expecting an apology in chocolate or flower form tomorrow." Might as well make the most of it, right?
He laughed, "yeah, we'll see. But seriously, you have to be in on time tomorrow because I want to tell everyone, and I want to do it with you."
She groaned, "Do we have to make like an…announcement? Can't just you tell Hales, she'll tell Nate, I'll tell Peyton, and she'll tell Jake. How about that? Nice and simple."
"But not much fun. Come one Brooke, this might be the last time we do this, don't you want to see the expressions on their faces?"
She felt herself go tingly all over at his comment, and he was right, or she hoped he was. If this worked out she'd never have another boyfriend in high school, and there'd never be that first day again when you were with someone new and all your friends were talking about it.
"Brooke?"
"Um, sorry, I got side-tracked," she blushed even though he couldn't see her, "It's not like there going to be all surprised, Peyton's been going on about it to me all weekend, and I'm pretty sure they all were noticing something."
"Were we really that obvious?"
"No, you were that obvious."
"Hey! You're the one who wore my numbered sweater after cheerleading practice the other day, no wonder people thought something was going on when you're wandering around with my name across you're back! "
"I was cold!"
"Sure you were, couldn't you have worn one of your own?"
"Whatever," Brooke conceded, knowing he was right, "we were both pretty open about having feelings for each other, so they're not exactly going to be gob smacked when they hear."
"Umm…gob smacked? Cheery, what the hell is that?"
"Whatever!" she giggled in spite of herself, "I'll be in early, just, keep it simple, kay?"
"Sure, I'm not gonna embarrass you, which I didn't even think was possible, considering it's you…"
"Luke! What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing!" he laughed, "I'll see you tomorrow,"
"Yeah, you too, and your crappy sense of humour, oh, wait! Can you help me with my trig?"…
Lucas was very tired when his alarm woke him up the next morning. He had talked to Brooke on the phone for hours, before his mum had come in and made him hang up. They had got a total of three of her math questions done. He pulled himself out of bed, and wandered over to his wardrobe, and looked through his clothes for something Brooke would like. She of course had no need to worry, as she looked gorgeous in anything, at anytime of day or night, and he had been completely joking the night before. He'd still get her some chocolate though; he'd always loved spoiling her. He pulled on a blue T-shirt and his favourite jeans, and grabbed his grey hoody that she liked so much he'd noticed it had been going missing for short periods of time over the past couple of weeks…
Brooke arrived at school only a few minutes late, cut down from her usual twenty, just to please Lucas. She made her way to her locker, looking down the hall to where his was, but he wasn't there. Students were passing her, going to their first class. She opened her locker, and smiled at the large bar of galaxy, and the long stemmed single rose she found inside. There was a note from Lucas, which read 'I couldn't decide, so I got both'. She laughed, and slipped it into her English folder. She was just putting the folder into her bag when two arms wrapped around her from behind.
"Apology accepted?"
She laughed and turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Yeah, I think so. Did you tell them?"
"No, I said I was going to wait for you."
She rolled her eyes, "You really could have done it without me!"
"No I couldn't, because I figured I'd tell them like this," he lowered his head, and kissed her, his arms tightening around her waist, one hand moving to finger the ends of her hair.
She smiled as the kiss ended, and looked over his shoulder to see Peyton and Haley standing a few feet behind him, grinning at their friends.
"I guess that takes care of it," she smiled, and they broke apart, Lucas kept one arm round her waist as Peyton and Haley approached them.
"Finally!" said Peyton, and hugged her best friend.
"So when did this happened?" asked Haley.
"Yesterday," answered Brooke, looking very pleased with herself. Haley was just about to say something else when a teacher came down the hallway, "Move along, move along, you're all late for class!"
"Gotta go, we'll talk at lunch," Haley went into her Math class, and Lucas, Brooke and Peyton all headed to English, .
Lunch that day was the most fun Brooke had had in ages. She, Lucas, Nathan, Haley, Peyton and Jake all sat together, along with Tim, Teresa and a number of their other friends. It was rare enough for them all to be free in one lunchtime, so that coupled with the fact that Lucas was sitting next to her, and seemed to have decided he wanted to distract her from her food at all cost, meant she was very sad when the bell rung signalling it was five minutes before the start of fifth period. Lucas stood up, and took Brooke's hand, and they both picked up their trays.
"See you later," Haley said.
"Yeah," said Lucas, "I just cannot wait of hear the end of that koala bear story!"
Haley just giggled at his sarcasm, "I thought it was really funny!"
"Nathan I think you're wife is drunk. Though on what I have no idea…" Brooke said, before she and Lucas left.
"Yeah, I want some!" she heard Teresa cry and the whole group broke out laughing.
Brooke looked over her shoulder at them and shook her head, "Why is it that whenever we're all in a big group everyone gets seriously hyperactive!"
Lucas laughed, "I dunno, mob mentality?" he joked. "Come on, baby, we have Bio."
"Oh joy."
He rolled his eyes at her less than enthusiastic tone, and they made their way to their lockers.
"Lucas I do not understand why anyone needs to know what the insides of a frog look like in day to day life!"
"Come on cheery, it's fun. It's kind of like…cooking, you just have to cut it up."
"Cooking is only fun when the end product is something delicious…and chocolatey."
"Well then think of it like being a doctor, like on ER," he added, knowing it was one of Brooke's favourite shows.
"Nice try Broody, but it's totally different. I don't see George Clooney or Noah Wyle anywhere."
"Fine I give up. I'll do it," he took the scalpel from her.
"Thank you!" she threw an arm around his waist and kissed him on the cheek.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom, so you can do all the gross dissecting while I'm gone, and then just tell me what to write."
"And what do I get out of this?" he asked.
She paused, turning back from making her swift exit from the classroom before the carnage began, and leaned against him. She nibbled the edge of his ear and whispered, "I promise I'll make it worth your while," then winked at him, before going to work her magic on their bio teacher to obtain an elusive hall pass.
Lucas looked after her, "I'm not going to argue with that," he muttered to himself, chuckling, and then got down to dissecting that frog…
Brooke entered the bathroom, checked her reflection in the mirror, and went into one of the cubicles. She had just shut the door when she heard a number of girls' voices all enter. They sounded like freshman, and she was reminded of the time when she, Peyton and several of their friends would all get out of class at the same time, and meet in the bathroom to giggle, chat and do other girly things. Actually she and Peyton still did that sometimes, she remembered, when they couldn't face the prospect of a boring double period of Trigonometry or some other such crap. Brooke disliked math, and most sciences, and actually most school stuff in general except perhaps English, and maybe History, or Psychology. She could not understand how Haley would ever want to tutor in Math, Brooke thought they had far too much of it at school anyway.
"Did you hear about Lucas, you know, Lucas Scott?"
Brooke had been just about to leave the cubicle when the sound of Lucas' name stopped her, and she sat down on the closed toilet seat, listening to the freshmen's conversation.
"No, what?" the girl who said it sounded very interested.
"He's back with Brooke Davis."
"Oh my god! Tish, are you serious?"
"Yup, bummer, huh?"
"Like either of you would ever stand a chance anyway!"
"Hey, shut up! Tim Jennings is in his year and I hear he went out with a freshman."
Brooke only just managed to stop herself from bursting out laughing at this. Peyton had started that rumour when Tim told everyone he'd made out with her at a party. Brooke was surprised it had lasted so long. Maybe Tim really had dated a freshman…
"Anyway, that's not the point, Lucas could totally do better than Brooke."
Brooke's thoughts about Tim were brought abruptly to a halt when she heard this comment.
"No way," one of the other girls said, "Brooke's really pretty."
"And she's captain of the cheerleading squad."
"And she's like totally loaded," the first girl added.
'And nice, and sweet and funny…' Brooke thought jokingly to herself. She new what her reputation around school was though, half the younger girls idolised her and the other half thought she was a total slut.
"Yeah, but she cheated on him last time they were together," the one who had started it all, Tish, Brooke thought, said.
"How do you know?"
"Oh come on, Hallie, I heard she's cheated on like every guy she's been with, she's a total slut."
'And there it is,' thought Brooke, the label she'd never be able to get away from.
"There was some huge deal when they broke up last time, she was totally upset, I remember cause my sister went on about how she was being such a bitch in cheerleading practice. I don't think she cheated on him."
"Whatever Rosie, I just thought I'd tell you guys."
"Well I think they're totally cute together, how did you find out about it anyway?" Hallie asked.
"Major PDA in the hallway this morning."
Brooke rolled her eyes; Lucas was going to pay for that one.
"He looks like a really hot kisser," Tish added, and the girls broke into giggles, "Almost as hot as Duncan Smith!" They then started talking animatedly about some random guys in their year whom Brooke had no idea about. She wondered how long she'd be stuck in here. She could of course just swan out, and give them a real shock, but she didn't want them to now she'd been listening. It's wasn't like she really cared what a bunch of 10th graders were saying, but, well, every girl liked to hear people gushing about their boyfriend!
Please, please, please review! I'll try and have the next chapter up soon...
