AN: Thanks to everyone for the reviews. As per popular request the next few chapters will be solely about Brooke and Jake. So here's part one of 'the date'.

It had been a week since Brooke had talked to her parents. And despite the fact that she hadn't expected it to go well she was taking it pretty hard. Haley and Peyton had tried their best to cheer her up, but it seemed nothing worked. Finally, on the eighth day, Jake decided it was his turn.
Brooke woke up cold. With her eyes still shut she reached out to Jake's side of the bed and was disappointed to find that he wasn't there. "Jake?" She pulled her hand back quickly, in pain. "What the-" She opened her eyes and looked over to Jake's pillow, "Oh, Jake..." On the pillow, pinned under a note, was a single long stemmed white rose. She sat up, pulling the covers up around her as she did, and unpinned the note from his pillow. She sighed when she read it.

Brooke,

White symbolizes reverence and innocence. This morning when I woke up and saw you beside me I knew it was the perfect way to tell you that you look like an angel when you sleep.

Love, Jake

Brooke picked up the flower gently and smiled. She grabbed the navy blue and yellow Ravens sweatshirt she had stolen from Jake's closet and pulled it on, then she grabbed her rose and started toward the kitchen.

On her way she looked into Jenny's room. She walked up to Jenny's crib, expecting to see the little girl fast asleep, but found another rose. And another note.

Brooke,

I knew you would come in here; you're going to be an amazing mother. Purple is supposed to symbolize enchantment. Enchanted, that's exactly how I feel whenever I see you with my little girl, who is spending the day with her grandma by the way. Hurry up and get ready for the day. I've got a lot planned for us.

Love, Jake

The auburn haired girl sighed and picked up the purple rose. This boyfriend of hers was turning out to be quite the romantic.

The smell of bacon and eggs overwhelmed her when she stepped into the kitchen. She laughed out loud when she saw her meal spread out on the kitchen table. Bacon, eggs, cereal – Frosted Flakes, her favorite – fruit salad, pancakes, toast, anything she could want. She smiled to herself when she saw another rose and note taped to her plate.

Brooke,

I didn't know exactly what you wanted to eat so I made a bit of everything. Pink is supposed to stand for appreciation and admiration. Well, I admire that fact that you've never tried to cook again since that first incident... Just kidding, I admire so much about you. Enjoy your breakfast.

I love you, Jake

She set the three roses beside her plate and piled a bunch of pancakes onto her plate. When she finished eating she put her dishes in the sink and began to clean up. She opened the fridge, to put the juice away, when she came across another note.

I thought I told you to hurry up. We have lots to do today. A yellow rose is supposed to mean joy and friendship. I never really noticed how lonely my life was until you showed up on my doorstep all those months ago. You've brought joy and friendship to both Jenny and myself and there's no way I could ever thank you enough for that. Now get into the shower and meet me at the River court. I'll see you soon.

Love, Jake

She took the yellow rose, which was taped to the ketchup bottle, and added it to the others and hurried to the bathroom. She stripped quickly and took the fastest shower she had ever taken in her entire life. She wrapped a towel around herself when she stepped out of the shower and opened the medicine cabinet, so she could brush her teeth, and found another rose lying next to the toothpaste.

Hey,

Orange stands for fascination and desire. I think that's pretty much self-explanatory.

See you soon, Jake

Brooke hurried through the rest of her morning routine until she reached the closet. What would she wear today? She had no idea what Jake had planned... She opened the closet and laughed when she found yet another rose pinned to her favorite pink cashmere sweater. Hung next to it was a white tank top and a pair of jeans, which had the obligatory note attached to them.

Red symbolizes love. I guess this one's pretty self-explanatory too. Get dressed and meet me at the River court. I'll be waiting.

Love, Jake

Brooke was carrying her half dozen roses when she approached Jake at the River court. "I bet you think you're pretty smooth, don't you?"

"Who me?" Jake asked mock innocently, raising his eyebrows.

Brooke rolled her eyes and kissed Jake passionately. "Thank you."

"'T'was nothing m'lady." He responded in a horrible British accent, bowing.

"So, what are we going to do today?"

"Ah-" he interrupted and produced two more roses from behind his back. "Red and white together are for unity."

Brooke was speechless and let him lead her to his car. "You-"

"I know." Jake flexed and wiggled his eyebrows teasingly at her. "I'm too good."

Brooke snorted and fastened her seatbelt. "Right. So where are we going, hotshot?"

"Surprise."

Two hours later Brooke was writhing in her seat. "Jake, please... I really have to pee."

"We're almost there."

"You said that twenty minutes ago." Brooke whined.

"This time I mean it."

"Come on, just pull over. There's a gas station right there."

"You really can't hold it?"

Brooke glared at him. "Do I look like someone who can hold it?"

"Fine." Jake relented. "Pit stop."

"Thank you." Brooke breathed. The car had barely stopped when she jumped out of it, obviously desperate for a washroom.

Ten minutes later they were back on the road. "That washroom was disgusting."

"You were the one who couldn't wait."

"You were the one who kept lying about how far we had to go."

"Not lying," Jake defended "Exaggerating."

"Whatever." Brooke rolled her eyes. "So how far do we have to go now?"

"We're here."

"We are?"

"We are."

"So where's here?"

"You'll just have to find out." Jake grinned, pulling a blindfold out from the backseat.

"No way."

"What? Peyton told me about your blindfold fetish. Very kinky." He said winking at her.

"Get your mind out of the gutter Jagielski." Jake laughed. "There's no way you're getting that thing on me."

"Come on Brooke, you don't want to ruin the surprise, do you?"

Brooke sighed. "Unless I say otherwise, this is the last time you get to blindfold me."

Jake laughed again. "Promise."