After Peyton and Brooke had gotten ready, the first guests had arrived and now the party was in full swing. Some were gathered around the keg in the kitchen; some were at the dining room table playing one drinking game or another; some were dancing to the hip hop blaring in the living room; and others were God knows where, doing God knows what. Brooke was, at the moment, trying to find her favorite drink in the kitchen.

"Ooh ooh ooh! Someone is looking fine tonight! You would look even better if you were standing next to me the rest of the night." Felix said as he came up behind Brooke and placed his hands on her hips.

"Off, Pool Boy. Now!" Brooke replied without even turning around.

"Looking for this?" Felix was holding the bottle she had been searching for.

"Give it to me."

"I don't think you need any more Brookie. You're looking pretty wasted as it is."

"Giver her the bottle ass-hole." Lucas had come up behind Felix and stood there ready for a fight.

"Or what pretty boy? She your girlfriend or something?"

"No, he's not." Brooke said, unsuccessfully trying to grab the bottle from Felix. "Now give me the damn bottle!"

"Brooke, maybe he's right. Maybe you have had enough" Lucas came back with as he noticed how drunk she really was.

"Stay out of it Lucas! Just leave me alone!"

"I'm just trying to be a friend Brooke."

By this time people had started to gather in the kitchen to watch the Brooke, Felix, and Lucas argue. Peyton, Haley, and Nathan started to try to intervene as they saw the arguing getting more heated.

"Lucas, Brooke! Stop it! Whats the matter with you two? You've been acting weird all week towards each other." Nathan stepped in trying to bring some peace to the situation.

"Oh yeah? Were you trying to be my friend when you had your dick inside me? Or was that just an added bonus you were hoping to get along with the friendship?" Brooke screamed at Lucas.

"Guys! Seriously! What the… wait! WHAT?!" Peyton said shocked as what Brooke had just said registered in her head. Oh my God. Brooke and Lucas had sex. I cant believe that I actually thought that Brooke felt the same way about me. And to think that I almost talked to her about it! This is just too much. And with that Peyton ran out of the kitchen.

"Peyton! Peyt! Wait up!" Brooke said as she tried to chase after her best friend. She realized she wouldn't catch her after she tripped over someone's leg. Shit! What did I just do? Wait, why did she look so upset. Oh no. She feels it too doesn't she? And I completely just ruined it! I'm such a idiot!

"I'll go find her Brooke." Haley said as she helped Brooke up off the floor.

"So is sex an added bonus for all your male friends?" Felix asked with a smirk. "Or only select ones? Either way, can I be one of them?" He licked his lips seductively at Brooke.

"Go to hell Felix." Brooke slapped him on her way out of the kitchen.

"Wow. Are all parties this eventful?"

Everyone kept staring at Felix in disbelief until he got the hint and finally left.

Brooke walked into her room to find someone making-out on her bed.

"OUT! NOW!"

As soon as they left Brooke fell onto her bed, tears now falling freely. I scared her away. Maybe its not that she feels this thing between me and her. What else could it be? Does she still like Lucas? God knows she doesn't like me. She couldn't. Could she? No. I'm just Brooke- best friend extraordinaire. Could she ever feel the same way towards me? Even after what she found out tonight? I just wanna kiss her and forget everything else. What am I even saying! I'm drunk! There's no way in hell that would happen. Would it? And with all the thoughts continuing to run through her head, Brooke fell into a fitful sleep.

Peyton returned to Brookes about 3 hours later to find the party pretty much dead. A few people were still walking out the door as she walked up. As she was about to was about to walk through the door, a very drunk Haley jumped into her arms.

"PEYTON!" She giggled in Peyton's ear. "You back! I looked for you, but I not find you! You missed one hell of a party! We played game called… well, some game!" She giggled again.

"Umm Nate? Why did you let her get so wasted?" Nathan just shrugged and smiled. "You do know that you don't have to get her drunk to have sex with her right? She is your wife now and all."

"Peyton!" Haley put her fingers, well more like her whole hand, on Peyton's lips. "You said the sex word!" And with that Haley started cracking up.

Nathan took Haley by the hand and led her out the door. "Bye Peyton. I'm gonna get her home now."

"Good idea. Bye guys."

Peyton walked through the house trying to find Brooke. She found her asleep in her room, so Peyton decided to leave her alone and start to clean up a little.But asshe was leaving Brooke's room she noticed another figure in there.

"Hey. Who is that?"

Felix stepped out of the shadows with his trademark smirk. He held his fingers to his lips. "Shh. We don't wanna wake her now do we?"

"This is unbelievable! Get out Felix. Now!" Peyton said as she turned to walk out of Brooke's room. She decided to clean to clear her head. So she's fucking Felix now too? Well at least I know she doesn't feel the same way about me as I do about her. She continued to clean until she finally collapsed at the dining room table as she sat to take a cleaning break.

Brooke awoke about an hour later to a pounding headache and a screaming bladder.

"Oh God! I'm never drinking again!"

After using the bathroom, Brooke stumbled through the hallway to the kitchen where she noticed a sleeping Peyton at the dining room table. Peyton's hair was resting all around her face, making her look very peaceful as she slept. Like an angel, Brooke couldn't help but think. She went to the fridge and poured herself some juice, and as she turned around she noticed Peyton had woken up and was now staring at her.

"Holy shit! Peyton! What are you doing?! Besides scaring the shit out of me that is." Brooke leaned back on the counter to catch her breath and let her heart rate go back to normal.

"So you fucked Lucas huh?" Peyton got up and leaned against the counter facing Brooke. "You ok?"

"I guess. That whole thing was a huge mistake"

"Why?" Please say because of me.

"Because there is someone else I like. Someone I like a lot." You, Peyton. I like you.

"Oh really?" Peyton thought for a moment. "Its Felix isn't it? I saw the way you two act around each other. Are you secretly dating him?"

"Eww! No! Why did you assume it was him?"

"Well I caught him in your room about an hour ago. So you fucking the whole neighborhood now Brooke?" Why am I getting so mad? I don't even know if she slept with him.

"Excuse me? Are you calling me a slut?" When was Felix in my room? Oh God. Did I have sex with him? Think Brooke! No, I didn't! I fell asleep right after the whole argument in the kitchen! "Peyton I did not have sex with him! I fell asleep right after the whole scene in the kitchen!"

"Whatever Brooke. If you say so. You know what, never mind. I believe you. You would never do that with him. I'm sorry, I should have known."

"You do think that I'm a slut though don't you? I can see it whenever you look at me flirting with a guy!"

"Brooke! I don't think that!"

"Well if I'm a slut, you're a whore. At least I don't steal my best friends boyfriends!" Why am I bringing that up! I don't even care! I totally forgave Peyton forever ago!

"Brooke, obviously you havent slept off your drunken state, because you are being ridiculous. Wait, did you just call me a whore?" Peyton stared at her best friend. "I cannot believe you! The whole Lucas thing was so long ago! Obviously you got over the issue between me and you if you are still fucking him."

"Peyt? Why are we arguing?"

"Because… I don't know."

"I don't want to argue. Peyton, there is only one person that I care about right now."

"Oh yeah? Who?"

"You."

And with that Brooke walked over to Peyton and kissed her. After a second she pulled away.

"God Peyt. I'm sorry. I don't know…"

Brooke was cut off by Peyton.

"Brooke. Shut up."

Peyton reached up and grabbed Brooke's face, kissing her like she had wanted to for so long.