Chapter Six

Peyton couldn't believe how awesome Chris sounded and then as he began to strum the chords to his next song she was once again struck by his nonchalant foxiness. Shaking her head, she left the backstage area and went to find Lucas and Brooke. "Hey, P. Sawyer! Long time no see!" Brooke shouted. Peyton just chuckled at her best friend's cheeriness, saying, "I've been backstage just hanging out you know." "Changing subjects now, bestest friend of mine," Brooke says, "How did you meet Mr. Musician Hottie?" "I already told you on the phone and this morning, he owns a record store in town and I booked him for tonight. Of course I still don't know how I got him to play without his writer." Peyton admitted. "His what?" Lucas asked. "It's kind of like a list of artist's demands. And believe me you don't want to know the crazy crap that was on his list." "Oh, I think I know what was on his list." Brooke smirked. Peyton however just rolled her eyes and focused on Chris again, something that didn't take much for her to do. He stopped strumming the guitar and stepped up to the mic, "This next song is called The Letter Song and you should listen close, Goldilocks." Chris winked at Peyton and this didn't go unnoticed by Brooke, who arched an eyebrow at her best friend while the blonde girl simply shrugged. Lucas wondered what was going on between Peyton and the guy on stage, noticing that she winked back at him and smiled. He smiled back at her and began to sing the next song, wondering if she remembered it.

I've been thinking, which is something I shouldn't do

Cause it only gets me in trouble and farther from you

I don't want a sentimental

Short and sweet and confidential goodbye

My thoughts belong in a bookstore

Where they are silently read, but spoken no more

I didn't give it my all and to be honest with you

I didn't even try

Well I want you back so bad

I'm gonna change the way I'm acting

I'm gonna change and I'm so glad

I'm gonna write you a letter

So much for the better

And if it goes my way

I'll have you running back to me

I'm a natural born forgetter

So much for the better

I can be romantic

I just got to try to be

I've been thinking again and this is bad

It seems my thinking can drive you quite mad

But you can't say there's another word

To call this feeling in my heart

I admit I take advice from more romantic minds

But I reassure you this idea was all mine

I'm gonna write you a letter

So much for the better

And if it goes my way

I'll have you running back to me

I'm a natural born forgetter

So much for the better

I can be romantic

I just got to try to be

I admit I take advice from more romantic minds

But I reassure you this idea was all mine

I'm gonna write you a letter

So much for the better

And if it goes my way

I'll have you running back to me

I'm a natural born forgetter

So much for the better

I can be romantic

I just got to try to be

I can be romantic; I just got to try to be

I can be romantic; I just got to try to be

Peyton smiled as she heard the last note, remembering when he had played it at the record store and she complimented him on it. Then he looked at the back up band and gave them the beat as he looked out into the audience, smirking when he saw Peyton looking at him like he had hung the moon or something and then he began to play again and his beautiful voice filled the club.

I know, you know I can't decide

Which way my heart will lead me

But you just sit, I think

Boy what should I do now

Just wait until you sink me

Girl I don't see nothing wrong with you and me together

I'll come out and shout it out loud, there ain't nothing better than my,

Nora Marie, baby can't you see

I'll make time for you, but I'll have to decide

If my Nora Marie feels the same for me

Well, I know you're new, in a way so am I, Nora Marie

Well you think you are through, girl you ain't seen nothing yet

I get twice of what you feel

Well I'm so sure I might even bet

I'll be playing this reel-to-reel

Girl I don't want nothing like, "Boy, where have you been?"

Cause things will be going fine if you take one look again, oh my

Nora Marie, baby can't you see

I'll make time for you, but I'll have to decide

If my Nora Marie feels the same for me

Well I know, you knew and in a way so did I, Nora Marie

You might say Chris; it would be so much safer

Even though you might be lying

But one day I swear I'll write this down on paper

Right now I'm improvising

Girl I can get all mixed up trying to be true

I think you see the problem

Answers only you provide, oh my,

Nora Marie, baby can't you see

I'll make time for you, but I'll have to decide

If my Nora Marie feels the same for me

Well I know, you knew and in a way so did I, Nora Marie

Nora Marie, baby can't you see

I'll make time for you, but I'll have to decide

If my Nora Marie feels the same for me

Well I know you're new, in a way, so am I, Nora Marie

What happened next shocked Peyton along with Brooke and Lucas as well. Chris took off his electric guitar and said, "There's someone I want all of you to hear. She kicks ass, you'll love her." Peyton suddenly felt like she was going to be sick as she thought of what Chris was going to do. If Keller knew what was good for him he'd shut up and remember she didn't sing in front of people. "Tree Hill, you losers welcome to the stage the incredibly talented and very gorgeous Peyton Sawyer!" he yelled. Everyone in the audience clapped and cheered loudly, while Brooke and Lucas looked at Peyton with stunned expressions on their faces as Chris came off the stage and took hold of her hand, dragging her helplessly backstage with him