Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill
I'm sooooo sorry it took me so long, I have excuses but I won't hand them out.
Sorry again and I hope you like it
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Quickly the two pulled away, each apologizing to each other. "It's okay." Britney said to Nathan in agreement. Awkwardly the two stood up and moved away from each other. "Maybe we should stay..."
"Away from each other." Nathan spoke for her. The two nodded and went off in different directions.
"Hey Uncle Brian!" Britney yelled over the radio as she kicked her shoes off and into the closet hallway. As she began to go up the stairs to her bedroom, Whitey turned off the radio and went over to his niece and leaned on the banister.
"So how was your day?" he asked eager to hear something happy.
Britney walked down a few steps and sat down. "Well other then practice? Pretty good, I guess." Standing up, Britney sighed. "That reminds me. Uh, can I go to the café with Carmen and Basil tonight?"
"Where is this place? And who are these people?" Whitey asked concerned for his niece.
"They're in my Foods class. And I don't know where it is, they said they'd pick me up around five. We're going for supper and to hang out."
"And you'll be back when?"
"About 9:30. So yes?" She asked eagerly.
Whitey smiled. "Have fun."
"What am I gonna wear?" she asked herself as she danced around her room in her underwear.
Britney had laid out four possible outfits, but they weren't perfect. She had gone through her clothes fifty times. Grunting she stared down at the four outfits on her bed. "Hmmm." She mumbled tilting her head. "Well this one's to dressy." She threw the clothes on her floor. "What was I thinking?" she chucked the skirt and top into her closet. "Maybe if..."
Britney switched the miniskirt from one outfit for the cargo pants of the other. "Perfection! I have done it. I'd like to thank the academy and my Uncle for being ever so patient, all my friends and my fans, I couldn't have done it without you." Britney blew kisses at the imaginary people in her room then began to laugh at herself.
"Britney your friends are here!"
Quickly Britney finished up with her eyeliner, kissed her mirror then raced down the stairs. "Hey Carmen, you look awesome."
The café was not what Britney was expecting (and surely not what you're expecting). The lights were dimmed and the all the windows were tinted so you could see out but not in. On the walls were hundreds of old jazz albums. The place was slightly smoky but not too much. All the tables were wooden as were the chairs, and had old lamps to light the area. And at the back of the place there was a stage where a live jazz band was playing.
"What do you think?" Basil asked Britney as they sat down near the stage.
Britney looked around. The music was pretty loud and really catchy. Without noticing her foot began to tap along to the music. "It's really cool."
Carmen agreed. "Isn't it? Basil and I come here all the time with other people. And at 6:30 they begin to let random people on the stage."
Basil chuckled. "We have lots of fun here. So do you like jazz?"
"Honestly? I never really listened to it. But it seems pretty cool right now. Is anyone else coming?"
Carmen looked towards the door. "Mouth and Graeme should be here any minute now." The three teens watched the people outside as they passed by the windows. "Here they are. Graeme! Mouth! Over here!"
(A/N: What's Mouth's real name? £50 to the first person to answer. Just kidding.)
"Hey guys sorry we're late." Mouth apologized. "We had to walk."
"That's cool." Basil said. "Graeme, Mouth this is Britney."
"Is this your first time here?" Mouth asked as he sat down next to Britney and Graeme beside him.
"Yeah." Britney replied and they began to talk.
"So when do we eat?" Graeme asked Carmen and Basil as a waitress approached them.
"How's now Graeme?" The woman asked. (The people of the café and the four teens knew each other well, seeing as they went there often.)
"Excellent."
The night went by excellently. The food was great, the music even better and Carmen and the guys even convinced Britney to go up and sing. They all sang except for Graeme who did a solo on his saxophone that he carried with him everywhere.
"So do you really take your sax with you everywhere you go? Isn't it hard carrying it around like a suitcase?" Britney asked Graeme on the ride home.
The young man laughed. "Yes I really do. And no, I think I've gotten used to carrying it around."
"Britney here's the court." Carmen said from the driver's seat. Britney got out of the hot car and thanked them her for the ride. "No problem. And you were great tonight. See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah bye." Britney smiled to herself. "They thought I was good." She chanted in a whisper.
"Who thought you were good?"
"Holy shit." Britney jumped and put her hand against her heart. "Don't do that!" she said hitting Lucas on the shoulder.
The young man laughed, "I'm sorry." Britney rolled her eyes at him. "Ball?" he asked, picking up the basketball that sat at his feet. He grinned mischievously before ran off dribbling the ball.
"You can run but you can't... Win!" Britney yelled after him. Kicking off her high-heeled sandals, Britney raced off. She fought off the urge to jump on his back as she chased him around in a circle, trying to steal the ball.
Lucas sighed loudly as the ball escaped from his hand to hers. "I'll get you," he said waving his fist. But before he got his chance, the ball swooshed through the net. "Nice shot." He said standing in place.
"Alright, bottom of the night, Britney's got three points and Lucas has got..." Britney obnoxiously counted his points on her fingers. "ZERO! But it all comes down to this, next point wins. And she fakes left, she fakes right, she fakes right again and she's off to the left..." Britney's voice trailed off until she just mumbled while the brown ball bounced up and down.
Lucas swung his arms in front of her, and he got, he ran up the court with Britney tight on his heels. And there it was, the net had never looked more beautiful than it did at that moment. "I win." Lucas said, over confidant.
"Oh no you don't." Britney jumped on his back and wrapped her legs around his muscled torso. Lucas dropped the ball and his balance went with it. The two teens toppled over like a jenga tower.
"Are you okay?" Britney asked as she held out her hand. Lucas took it as support to help him stand up.
Grabbing his upper arm, Lucas grimaced. "Yeah I'm fine. But we ought to leave, it's quarter after nine."
"Already?" Britney asked. Lucas nodded. "So I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, tomorrow." Lucas said wrapping his arms around Britney.
Britney set his face on Lucas' chest. "I had fun tonight." She said, raising her head. Lucas leaned his head down and they both closed their eyes, feeling the passion brush through their kissing lips. The moon lit up their romance and the night's wind sprinkled it over the court.
"Me too." Lucas whispered as they slowly pulled apart.
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Thanks for reading, please review and I (once again) am so, so, so, sooooo sorry it took so long. But was it good? Review and tell me what you thought.
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--The Beatles, All you need is Love
