New chapter! Thanks so much for the reviews for the last one, they made me write this one a little quicker!
Note: This chapter is based at the cheerleading competition that features in 'Spirit in the Night' in series one (but a year later). So there's some references to that which you can just ignore if you haven't seen that episode or don't remember it.
Whitey sighed and folded his arms. Escorting twenty teenagers on a weekend trip was his idea of hell. The hotel, the competition…what made it all worse was that it was their idea of heaven. He could see it in their faces; every last one of them was planning how they would break his rules that night. Well if they thought they were going to get past him they had another thing coming…
"Hi Coach Durham!"
A brunette head popped up in front of him, a chirpy smile on her face. Brooke Davis. He'd be keeping a very close eye on her that evening.
"Brooke." He gave her a nod.
"I just wanted to let you know that we've found a solution to the little problem we had last year."
"Problem?"
"About the cheerleading gear; that there was no room for it in the coach. I just know it's been keeping you up at night trying to work out what to do." She winked at him and Whitey tried to restrain a smile.
"So any way I'm going to be driving down in my car, so it's okay." She turned towards her car, and then turned back, clicking her fingers. "Oh, I almost forgot. Lucas Scott won't be travelling on the coach, just thought I'd let you know."
Whitey nodded slowly, "He won't, eh?" Whitey sighed, "Alright then, of you go. And tell Lucas I'll see him when he arrives."
"Thanks!" Brooke bounced off towards her car, and Whitey watched her go, shaking his head. Yes, he'd definitely be keeping a close eye on that one.
The basketball team and cheerleaders all arrived at the hotel at around midday on Saturday. The basketball game was taking place the next morning, and the cheerleading competition later on Sunday afternoon.
Whitey gathered everyone around and handed out room keys. "Now as usual these rooms are non negotiable. And there will be no dorm hopping after lights out, you hear?" He eyed Brooke, who looked back at him innocently.
Nathan looked at the key he had been given for his room with Lucas. "You know, seeing as Hales and I are married and all, I really think we should be able to share a room."
"Rooms are non negotiable," Lucas mimicked, and shrugged, "Guess you're stuck with me man."
Nathan made a face, but took Haley's hand and followed Lucas upstairs anyway.
The guys were unpacking their stuff a little while later when Brooke came in.
"All right, it's all sorted out."
They looked up at her, eyebrows raised questioningly.
"Bevin and Theresa are in the room next door to you, and they're going to switch with me and Peyton. Whitey doesn't know who half the cheerleaders are so if the girls switch, I reckon he won't notice. Now Haley is down the hall Nate, she's in a room on her own because she didn't come with the school, so basically you can camp out there. This leaves Broody in here, with me, and Jake can go to Peyton's room. Anyone comes, I go back next door, and Jake comes in here and pretends to be Nathan."
The guys looked at her for a second and then Nathan said, "Brooke, I don't quite understand everything you just said, but I'll go along with it anyway."
"Great. All you have to do is get out of here later so me and Luke can get it on."
"I did not need to hear the second part of that sentence."
"Duly noted."
Lucas shook his head at the two and came and took Brooke's hand. "Sounds great Brooke."
She smiled up at him and kissed him.
"Would you prefer if I got out of here right now?" Nathan asked.
Brooke checked her watch. "Sure, why not."
Nathan rolled his eyes and left, heading down the hall to see Haley. Brooke wrapped her arms round Lucas' neck when he was gone.
Lucas dipped his head and kissed her softly, tightening his arms round her. Brooke moaned slightly as he pulled away. "Hey, do you think you could get that Jacuzzi again?" he asked.
Brooke considered, "I'll see what I can do."
Lucas grinned, "Did I tell you you're amazing?"
"Not today."
"Well you are."
"You haven't even heard what I've got planned for tonight yet."
"I thought we were…you know."
"That's later," she said with a smile, "First we're all going out, once we get past Whitey."
"And we're going to do that…how?"
"Leave it all to me."
Tim Smith walked down the corridor, whistling. Tonight, he was gonna get with a cheerleader. I mean, there were ten of them on the squad, and there were ten basketball players there that weekend, including their reserves. And Nathan was out of the running. He could do the math.
He opened the door to Nathan's room, "Hey man, so what are the plans for - " He stopped dead in his tracks as it was clear Nathan was not in the room.
"Tim! Get the hell out!" Brooke stood up off Lucas and stood with her hands on her hips. Lucas, wearing his jeans but no shirt, rested his head back on the pillow, and chuckled.
"Um…er…" Tim stood there, his brain having momentarily shut down. Brooke was only wearing a bra and jeans.
"Dude." Lucas sat up, having decided Tim should really stop staring at his girlfriend now.
"Right, sorry." He went back to the door, turning round before he closed it. He apologised once more, to Brooke's chest, before shutting the door.
Brooke rolled her eyes and went back to Lucas, who was laughing.
"Way to defend my honour Broody."
"I think you can do that quite well enough on your own."
Brooke hit him.
"What? Fine, I'll kick his ass later."
"Good." Brooke smiled, satisfied.
"Now, where were we…" Lucas began kissing her again but Brooke pulled away.
"I'm not really in the mood anymore. Wanna watch some TV instead?"
Lucas rolled onto his back. "I'm gonna kill Tim."
"I'll make it up to you later…I've already asked about the hot tub."
Lucas raised his eyebrows. "Really?"
"Yeah. But how about we keep that to ourselves?"
"Oh, definitely."
After supper that night the guys and girls from Tree Hill went upstairs, hung out in their rooms, and were generally perfect angels. At nine fifteen, Theresa spotted Whitey leave the hotel to go to a newsagent across the street. Within five minutes twenty-one teenagers were gathered in Brooke and Peyton's room.
"Now everyone. This is the plan. Lights out is at ten. At this time the two chaperones will come round the rooms. Everyone must be in bed, but act natural. To divert suspicion, Tim," she pointed at him and grinned evilly, "will be caught leaving his room at five past ten. He will be sent back without too harsh a punishment… hopefully."
Tim made a sound as if to complain but Brooke silenced him with a look.
"That should make them think the worst is over. They'll leave, and, at worst, will decide to check again at eleven, if so, well, we'll all be gone. But by then we'll be out partying so there's not much they can do."
Everyone nodded, if their rooms were found empty, they'd just have to face the consequences in the morning.
"So, at ten fifteen, the first group will leave. That'll be you Nathan, and half the guys. Five minutes later Lucas will leave with the other half. That's to give you an extra fifteen minutes to get ready girls," she smiled at her cheerleaders, who nodded gratefully.
"If the guys get caught they'll come back up, and we'll try again at ten thirty, but hopefully that won't happen. If all goes according to plan, we'll all be out of here by ten twenty. Any questions?
"Hales, as the only person not here under school authority, you'll be guarding the end of the corridor. If a teacher comes, start yelling, kay?"
Haley nodded.
"Alright. See you all at 2220." She finished with a salute and everyone left.
Claire Young tapped her foot annoyingly while she waited for her squad. They were going out that evening but the other girls had all stopped to talk to a bunch of cheerleaders from other schools in the lobby.
"Come on you guys! Could you be any slower?"
"Yeah yeah, we're coming Claire." They followed her out of the door.
"So where are we going?"
Claire shrugged, "I've heard there're some great clubs in the town."
"Claire! Look, it's the Tree Hill Ravens."
"Oh god, not Brooke Davis and that lot?"
"No the basketball team! My god they're fine…"
Claire looked over, mildly interested. She was bored of most of the guys on the Bear Creek basketball team, and these guys certainly were hot.
"That's Nathan Scott," one of the girls pointed, "my brother met him at basketball camp."
"Check out the blonde next to him, now he is hot!"
Claire nodded in approval, and then made her mind up. Grabbing some of her friends she went over to the team who were standing outside the Hotel a little way away.
"Hi! I'm Claire Young, from Bear Creek. We just want to welcome you guys and say good luck for tomorrow." She appeared to be speaking to the whole team but kept her eyes on Lucas the whole time.
"Um, thanks," he said.
"We were just heading out somewhere actually, maybe you know some good places to go?"
Lucas looked on either side of him to make sure she wasn't talking to someone else, and then said, "Er…not really. We're just waiting for some friends actually."
Nathan smiled to himself as Claire continued to talk to Lucas. Little did she know that he was probably the last guy on the team she had any chance of scoring with…except maybe him of course, he was married after all.
"…So if you guys want to meet up later," Claire was saying.
At this point Tim stepped forward, "Hi, Tim Smith. We would love to meet up later, why don't you give me your number?"
Claire looked at him briefly before turning back to Lucas, "How about it?"
Lucas was saved from thinking up some excuse by the hotel front doors opening, and the entire Tree Hill cheerleading squad walking out, led by Brooke, who headed straight for the guys.
Claire saw her at once and rolled her eyes, 'Great, another showdown.' And she'd just been about to seal the deal with blondy here.
To her horror however, Brooke didn't appear to notice her and instead went straight up to the blonde guy who wrapped an arm round her waist.
"Hey babe," he said, kissing her as she looped her arms round his neck.
Nathan almost burst out laughing at Claire's horrified expression as she saw that the guy she liked was in fact her arch-rival's boyfriend.
Brooke had noticed Claire, and saw the look on her face. Putting two and two together she grinned and said, "Hey Claire, what's up?"
Claire sneered slightly, "Hey Brooke. We just came over to wish you luck and stuff. And say, from captain to captain, don't let your squad hit it too hard tonight. You know, you've got to be fresh-faced for the judges."
Brooke smiled a chirpy fake smile, "Aw, thanks. Yeah that's good advice." She turned to Lucas, "What do you think, should we just stay in? I mean, we might as well make use of the suite right?" Lucas struggled to keep a straight face at Brooke's antics but nodded seriously.
Claire's draw dropped, and she turned away, disgusted.
"On the other hand though, we're really here to have fun, I mean, it's not about the winning, right Claire? And this year we really should take the opportunity to go out, seeing as we don't have to re-choreograph our new routine. Because, boy, that was stressful. Worked out okay though, didn't it?"
Claire had turned a deep red but Brooke just gave her another little smile. "So I think we're going to go out. But maybe you guys should get some rest," she faked a worried look, "it looks like you need it. You've got to watch those bags Claire."
With a little wave she walked past Claire with Lucas, the others following her, laughing openly now at her furious expression.
Brooke giggled once they were down the street. "Okay I know that was mean but it was so much fun!" she said.
Lucas laughed. "Thank god you came out when you did, I couldn't think of a way to get rid of her!"
"Was she hitting on you?" Brooke asked.
"Oh you should have seen it," Nathan said. "She was trying everything and Lucas was just going 'er…'. And then when you came out and kissed him…her face!"
Peyton laughed, "I think you officially got her back for beating us last year."
"Oh no. We'll have done that when we beat them tomorrow!"
They all made their way to an under 21 club that Tim had found out about (after Nathan had made absolutely sure it wasn't a ladies' strip club). They all started going in but Lucas was eyeing up the club across the street.
"You know, you and I have fake IDs," he said in an undertone to Brooke.
Brooke followed his gaze and raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"B, come on." Peyton was gesturing for her to come inside.
Brooke shrugged and took Lucas' hand, and they went inside. Lucas came willingly; she was right, they were here to have fun with their friends, not on their own.
They made their way down some steps into a large dark room. A band was playing on the stage and there were loads of people dancing. Brooke recognised some of them from other cheerleading squads.
"This place is pretty cool," Peyton said, nodding appreciatively.
"Yeah. I think Tric's got a rival Pey!"
They all laughed and headed over towards the bar and some seating. Brooke decided to get some drinks for them all. "Do you think this place serves alcohol?" she asked.
"Considering it's an under 21 place I don't think that's very likely." Nathan said, chuckling.
"Oh yeah…I forgot."
"I guess you'll have to have fun without the buzz tonight Brooke," Nathan said.
"Shut up!" Brooke said good naturedly, "I didn't mean it like that."
She approached the bar with Haley who groaned at the long queue.
"Don't worry, me and bartenders have a special relationship."
They stood there for a few seconds until Brooke caught the bartender's eye and he finished serving his customer and came over, skipping a load of other people.
"What can I get for you?" he asked.
Brooke reeled of the list of drinks with a smile and he started getting them ready.
"Here with a lot of friends?" he asked.
"Quite a few, yeah. We're here for the cheerleading competition."
"A cheerleader?" the guy grinned, raising an eyebrow.
Brooke nodded, smiling.
"Any chance I might be able to get a dance when my shift's over?" he asked, placing the drinks on a tray.
Brooke pretended to think about while he slid the tray over. When she'd taken it she shook her head, "No thanks. I'm here with my boyfriend."
She took the drinks and went back to the table with Haley, who was smiling to herself. The bartender watched her go, and sighed.
"That was quick," Nathan said as they sat down.
"Well Brooke flirted with the bartender."
"Hales! I did not!"
"Oh please, you so did. And then he asked her if she'd dance with him later and she told him she was here with her boyfriend."
"Too right," Lucas said, chuckling.
"He didn't look too happy."
"I did not flirt with him."
Haley gave her a look.
"Well maybe a little. But only so we'd get our drinks quickly!"
Lucas put an arm round her and kissed the top of her head.
"I never flirt with guys anymore unless they're doing a job that could be done quicker or better," Brooke said looking up at him.
Lucas laughed. "That's okay. You're allowed to use your powers for good," he joked.
A little later they were all sitting round talking, their drinks half finished. Haley and Nathan had gone off to dance, and the others were laughing at Tim's attempts to pick up any girl he could find.
The song changed and Brooke stood up, untangling herself from Lucas' arms.
"Pey, come on. We're dancing." Brooke grabbed Peyton's hand and dragged her towards the dance floor.
"We'll come in a second, okay?" Lucas said, and Brooke nodded.
Jake and Lucas continued chatting, watching the girls dance at the same time. Lucas frowned slightly as he saw a couple of guys approach them. Peyton and Brooke brushed them off, but one of them hung around, his eyes on Brooke's back.
He got a little too close to her and Lucas stood up. "Sorry man, I gotta take care of something," he said to Jake.
He approached the guy. "Dude, you wanna back off? This is my girlfriend."
"Oh, hey. Sorry man…" the guy left.
Brooke turned to Lucas, who was frowning after him.
"You're so sexy when you're angry," she said grinning, before kissing him. Lucas smiled bashfully. "See this is why I can't take you out anywhere. I turn my back for one second and people start hitting on you."
Brooke giggled, "Maybe I should get a T-shirt or something with 'property of Lucas Scott' on it."
Lucas chuckled.
"But don't worry about it, kay? I can take of them till you come along and scare them off." She grinned and Lucas nodded.
Brooke took Lucas' hand and they crept downstairs and into the pool of the hotel. They'd all come back from the club and the others were all upstairs now. Brooke and Lucas had gone to their rooms to get changed and then snuck out again, narrowly avoiding Whitey who was making a last patrol of the corridors.
The lights were off but Brooke went to a control box on the wall, and, producing a key from her pocket, opened it and flicked some switches.
The underwater lights in the pool came on, casting a shimmering glow around the room. Brooke grinned at Lucas triumphantly and he returned it. She went over to him and kissed him, her hands moving to the bottom of his T-shirt as she did so.
Lucas smiled against her mouth and they broke the kiss so she could pull off his T-shirt. She then stripped down to her bikini and slid into the warm hot tub with him.
Brooke straddled his lap, kissing him, while his hands rested on her thighs. She ran her fingers through his hair and moved her lips to his neck. He let out a low moan and she smiled, trailing kisses up to his ear.
Suddenly the large doors leading into the swimming pool opened. Brooke looked up quickly.
"Tim! What the hell are you doing here?"
"We came to check out the hot tub, what are you doing?…Oh…" He had come further into the large hall and saw very well what they were doing.
"Er…sorry…again."
Brooke leant her head against Lucas' chest in despair.
"Can we…can we come in? We weren't sure if it was going to be open and we were kinda hoping - "
"Dude, no! We got here first," Lucas said. But Brooke sighed and said, "Sure. Come on."
Lucas gave her a look and she shrugged apologetically, "It's only fair."
Lucas looked a little pissed off but Brooke squeezed his hand as she got off him and whispered, "Later, I promise."
Tim was stripping off his T-shirt followed by a couple of the other guys and some of the cheerleaders. Just as they were getting in Brooke heard Nathan's voice outside.
"Hey it looks like the pool's open…" Nathan came in holding Haley's hand and followed by a huge group of guys and girls.
"Awesome!" Some of them began stripping of and jumping in the pool.
"Wanna go swimming?" Nathan asked Haley.
"No," she said, shaking her head and laughing.
"Too bad!" He grabbed her and jumped in.
"Nathan! You jerk!" But she was still laughing and was pacified by Nathan kissing her.
Brooke shook her head as she saw her romantic night with Lucas turned into a massive water fight.
She shrugged however and pulled herself out of the Jacuzzi, followed by Lucas who pushed her into the pool before jumping in himself. Brooke turned as they re emerged, jumping on to Lucas and wrapping her legs round his waist, kissing him.
Until Nathan dunked them both.
"Sshh," Brooke put a finger to her lips as she and Lucas crept down the corridor, wrapped in towels but still leaving little puddles of water in their wake.
Lucas pulled out his room key and opened the door, checking up and down the corridor once more before pulling Brooke inside.
They dumped their wet clothes in the bathroom and fell back onto the bed, still wrapped in the towels. Brooke kissed him, and Lucas wrapped his arms round her neck. Suddenly she pulled back. "Why do I have a horrible feeling Tim is about to come in?"
Lucas chuckled, "Don't worry. I slipped Theresa ten bucks to keep him occupied for the night."
"Good idea," Brooke said, laughing.
Lucas shrugged, "I learn from the best."
Brooke smiled and rolled them both over, discarding Lucas' towel in the process. Lucas kissed her softly, running his hands up her bare sides. She giggled as Lucas began to kiss her neck. "Alone at last."
REVIEWS keep me writing! Part two of the competition should be up soon. This story is drawing to a close now, because I've got some other ideas I want to spend more time writing, but there's another couple of chapters still.
