I'm updating against my will. I have lots of chapters written but I usually refuse to update unless someone writes a review to the last chapter. However, I see that tons of people have been reading my story just not reviewing. Do you not like it? Let me know and I'll continue to update.-Brittney

Chapter Four

"Whole New World"

"Just because we're abandoned, doesn't mean we're alone. Falling down when we're empty. Because I know, yes I know. Nothing here really matters; nothing helps when you're lost. Break me down to an atom, because I know, yes I know. It's a whole new different world." The song by Midtown blasted from Peyton's car as she drove into the parking lot of the school.

Brooke jumped out of the passenger seat smiling. "Thanks for the ride friend!" she walked ahead of her into the crowd of people rushing to get inside. "Even if I had to listen to your depressing lyrics all the way there."

Peyton laughed. "Brooke, they applied perfectly to you. You'll call my house later and ask what the song was so you can download it and you know it," Peyton tried to catch up to her. "Why are you walking so fast?"

"Avoiding something," she said eyeing Lucas walking toward them. "I've been doing really good at it so far, don't want to ruin it."

"How have you avoided him all weekend? You live with him."

"Every time he comes near me I leave." She told her. "See-ya bye" she waved sad she had to leave her best friend on the first day of their senior year. She watched as Lucas joined Peyton's side.

"Where have you been?" Lucas asked her watching Brooke walk away from them.

"I don't know, around." She lied. The truth was; she had been avoiding Lucas too. She didn't want Brooke to be mad at her. She spent so much time with him over the summer, she missed his friendship but she missed Brooke's more.

"Sure," Lucas accepted.

"Where's Aubrey?" Peyton asked looking around for Lucas's girlfriend. "I haven't officially met her yet."

Lucas shook his head. "No way." He sighed. "She just met Brooke, she's going to have to wait on you."

"Why?" Peyton asked offended.

"I didn't really talk about our history. Not you and me, me and her. Wow that made no sense. Aubrey and I didn't talk about our love history." He spit out.

"You're beginning to sound like Brooke."

Lucas flinched at the sound of her name. "You'll meet her soon I'm sure." He told her. "Ready for the first day of school?"

"I guess so." She said as they entered the building.

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Nathan sat down in his first class and saw Brooke chatting with a couple guys in front of him. She looked back and smiled at him. He smiled back. Obviously their movie night two nights ago wasn't going to be spoken of again. He watched as the teacher came into the room and started to take attendance. He called a few names before he said it, "Haley James/Scott?"

Everyone looked around the room but heard no cry from Haley. Clearly she wasn't returning to school. 'Mr. Scott, do you happen to know where Mrs. Scott is?" he asked Nathan.

Nathan sighed and caught another look from Brooke. "Ms. James?" he questioned.

The teacher looked down at the paper again and back up. "Mrs. James/Scott?"

"It's Ms. James." Nathan said allowed. He was getting looks from all of his classmates by this time. "My guess is as good as yours. We're divorced."

The teacher nodded. "Okay," he sighed. Nathan could tell what he was thinking. Married at 17, crazy. Of course that's what he was thinking. Divorced at 17, even more crazy, was what Nathan was thinking. This was going to be a wonderful day, he thought to himself. Just wonderful.

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Peyton sat down with Brooke at a lunch table outside. Brooke was drawing stick figures on the cover of a book. "Need some art lessons?" Peyton joked.

"Very funny." Brooke napped.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Brooke lied.

"Come on Brooke Davis. I know when something is wrong with my best friend."

"You're right," Brooke said putting the pencil down. "I can't stop thinking about that Aubrey chick." She said pointing across the grass to the beautiful brunette walking toward them.

"That's her?" Peyton asked surprised.

"I know, she's gorgeous isn't she?"

"Well, she is pretty," Peyton admit.

"That's exactly what I mean!" Brooke cried. "Do you think Lucas picked her because she's prettier than me?"

"Brooke Davis!" Peyton exclaimed. "She is not prettier than you and you know that. Since when did you start second guessing yourself?"

"Since she came along." She faked a smile as Aubrey sat down at the table.

"Hi," Aubrey said softly. "Brooke right?"

Brooke nodded. "You know my name."

"Right." She sighed. "I'm sorry, I don't think I know you," she said to Peyton. "I'm Aubrey."

"Lucas's girlfriend," Brooke muttered.

"Right." Aubrey said again.

"Peyton," she shook her hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Whatever," Brooke commented.

Aubrey smiled slightly to Peyton and nodded. "I'll let you two be, bye."

Peyton collapsed in a heap of giggles after she left.

"P. Sawyer you are not laughing!" Brooke yelled angrily.

"I'm sorry, but what's with the comments?"

Brooke smiled. "Fine, whatever, they were stupid. I just don't like her."

Peyton smiled. "Come on, let's go back to school." She grabbed her friend by the arm. "Everything is going to be fine. She is not prettier than you. You're hot and you know it."

"I know," Brooke pouted. "I just don't like her."

"I know, I know." Peyton agreed. "I know."

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Nathan threw his jersey over his head as he ran into the gym. He caught a glimpse of Peyton and Brooke stretching before their cheerleading practice. He grabbed a basketball and started shooting hoops. He noticed Lucas coming in right behind him. "This should be fun," he said aloud. "Déjà vu?" he asked Lucas.

Lucas ignored him and kept shooting. He made a basket and then walked over to Nathan. "Are you ever going to talk to me?" Lucas asked.

Nathan shook his head. "I didn't really have any plans of it."

"Fine man, whatever!" he muttered going back to shooting hoops.

Nathan stopped shooting when he saw an unfamiliar brunette enter the gym wearing a pair of short black shorts and a white tank top. Her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail and she was holding a set of Pom, Pom's.

"No way!" he watched Brooke exclaim to Peyton. "You have got to be kidding me."

"Give her a chance," Peyton whispered. "Maybe she's good."

Lucas stopped short and was watching the girls also.

"Who is that?" Nathan asked.

"Aubrey." Lucas told him.

"You're girlfriend?" Nathan asked. Lucas nodded.

"Now this should be interesting."